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[ A surprise visitor finds Atsushi this evening: a weird owl-looking golem made of wood comes flapping out of the sky, holding a little paper-wrapped package in its beak. It lands on a fence right next to where Atsushi's walking by, tilting its head this way and that, seeming to study him for a moment.
And then it flaps back up, drops the package in Atsushi's hands (hopefully he catches it), and immediately flies away.
Inside the package is a book ("Selected Poems of Solomon ibn Gabirol") and a handwritten note: ]
Atsushi,
As promised, a book of my poetry.
I'd prefer you didn't speak of my true name to others.
Return it whenever you wish.
And then it flaps back up, drops the package in Atsushi's hands (hopefully he catches it), and immediately flies away.
Inside the package is a book ("Selected Poems of Solomon ibn Gabirol") and a handwritten note: ]
Atsushi,
As promised, a book of my poetry.
I'd prefer you didn't speak of my true name to others.
Return it whenever you wish.
[he didn't even get to pet the owl
But who can be upset about that when he has Caster - Solomon's poetry in his hands? Atsushi immediately drops what he's doing - he's already forgotten why he went out - to find a good place to sit down and read the entire volume.
All two hundred pages of it, and then another hundred pages of notes, in one sitting. He couldn't put it down even if he wanted to.
He doesn't have an owl to track down Avicebron wherever he is in the city. Which is why, in that same afternoon, he sends a text message:]
I've finished your poetry, but I want to keep a hold of it for at least one more reread, if that's alright. It's beautiful. Your use of rhythm is masterful and your imagery is so vivid - your secular poems bring spiritual weight to any subject. You're equally talented in one or two stanza poetry and in longer pieces like Kingdom's Crown.
Lancer said you might be particular about your true name, so don't worry, I wasn't going to share. In private, do you prefer Caster or Solomon?
But who can be upset about that when he has Caster - Solomon's poetry in his hands? Atsushi immediately drops what he's doing - he's already forgotten why he went out - to find a good place to sit down and read the entire volume.
All two hundred pages of it, and then another hundred pages of notes, in one sitting. He couldn't put it down even if he wanted to.
He doesn't have an owl to track down Avicebron wherever he is in the city. Which is why, in that same afternoon, he sends a text message:]
I've finished your poetry, but I want to keep a hold of it for at least one more reread, if that's alright. It's beautiful. Your use of rhythm is masterful and your imagery is so vivid - your secular poems bring spiritual weight to any subject. You're equally talented in one or two stanza poetry and in longer pieces like Kingdom's Crown.
Lancer said you might be particular about your true name, so don't worry, I wasn't going to share. In private, do you prefer Caster or Solomon?
Atsushi-san!
Can I see you a little later?
Can I see you a little later?
[Knock knock. The jellyfish are gone, the Tempeste threat is subdued, and everything has calmed down. So who could it be, knocking on Atsushi's door?]
[Open the door, and here Steinbeck is, leaning on the doorframe. He's surprisingly not banged up - all those (sexy) bandages definitely came in handy.]
[He smirks.]
Hey, doc. I need someone to check me up.
[Open the door, and here Steinbeck is, leaning on the doorframe. He's surprisingly not banged up - all those (sexy) bandages definitely came in handy.]
[He smirks.]
Hey, doc. I need someone to check me up.
The former ruler of Sanguis moon received this picture and called it "junk mail." 8 days later Sanguis moon became uninhabitable. A man received this picture and immediately sent out copies, then received good fortune for an entire year, including winning a jackpot lottery. Copy, paste, and send this to 9 people or you will be cursed. Don't take any chances. Sanguis did, and now no one can live there.
[Well, he's here. He's just wearing his Cool Edgy Post!Guild look in trenchcoat and everything. He's ready for this. Steinbeck flicks open his knife, and then closes it, then flicks it open again, pulling out his device to send a message over. The day is nice - the gardens here on Level 2 are, of course, beautiful.]
[...Ah, he can't wait.]
Hey! I'm here!
[...Ah, he can't wait.]
Hey! I'm here!
[As promised, Atsushi is here for the spar. Everything else is up to John to convince him of, but Atsushi will at least do him (and his other half) the courtesy of showing up.
It's only a minute before he arrives in front of Steinbeck, dressed as he usually is.]
There you are.
It's only a minute before he arrives in front of Steinbeck, dressed as he usually is.]
There you are.
crystal why are we sparring when writing fight scenes is hell
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- 2019-12-08 23:06 (UTC) - Expand[Truth be told, Sanson was truly afraid of buying a book for Atsushi, only to find out later that it was a book he had already read. Instead, Atsushi will find, in a simple envelope, a gift certificate enough for him to buy about three books of his choice from a large bookstore in PrismaPlace.
A short message is included:
Atsushi,
Happy Firialia. Use this to buy more books for your collection.
Sincerely,
Charles]
A short message is included:
Atsushi,
Happy Firialia. Use this to buy more books for your collection.
Sincerely,
Charles]
[Have a package!]
[Inside is a beautiful blue notebook with something tied to its cover - a wooden panel with cutouts of trees and a big crescent moon above them. It's definitely handmade.]
[The first page of the notebook has a note:]
Hope I get to see what you're writing sooner rather than later! Thanks for everything.
- John Steinbeck
[Inside is a beautiful blue notebook with something tied to its cover - a wooden panel with cutouts of trees and a big crescent moon above them. It's definitely handmade.]
[The first page of the notebook has a note:]
Hope I get to see what you're writing sooner rather than later! Thanks for everything.
- John Steinbeck
[A gift from Colress will make its way to Atsushi on Firialia. Wrapped within the small box are several fiction books that Atsushi has hopefully not come across yet.
On top of the stack is a handwritten note with an illustration of a Litwick:
Happy Firialia, Atsushi!
I hope you are well and have been enjoying your stay in Nevei. Do forgive me if you have read these books already! I would be happy to hunt down some new ones with you if it turns out to be the case.
Colress
P.S. The illustration is a Pokémon called Litwick! One of the Unova Region's top Pokémon trainers is an acclaimed author with a particular love for this Pokémon and its evolutions!]
On top of the stack is a handwritten note with an illustration of a Litwick:
Happy Firialia, Atsushi!
I hope you are well and have been enjoying your stay in Nevei. Do forgive me if you have read these books already! I would be happy to hunt down some new ones with you if it turns out to be the case.
Colress
P.S. The illustration is a Pokémon called Litwick! One of the Unova Region's top Pokémon trainers is an acclaimed author with a particular love for this Pokémon and its evolutions!]
[On Christmas Atsushi will get a basket delivered to him with freshly baked goods as well as a special gift just for him.]
Dearest Atsushi,
I hope you enjoy your gift. There is also a gift waiting for you at the school that will help make you being my secretary easier.
I can't wait to spend time with you again soon, dear.
Fondest affection,
Manuela
[When he finally gets to the school again he'll find that Manuela has provided him with an entire secretary kit of pens and paper and other supplies to make his life easier.]
Dearest Atsushi,
I hope you enjoy your gift. There is also a gift waiting for you at the school that will help make you being my secretary easier.
I can't wait to spend time with you again soon, dear.
Fondest affection,
Manuela
[When he finally gets to the school again he'll find that Manuela has provided him with an entire secretary kit of pens and paper and other supplies to make his life easier.]
nakajima-san i need to apologize
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[Sometime after the holidays Manuela invites Atsushi over. To thank him for all the hard work at her school with a delicious meal. After eating, she happily sets up some wine for them and sits next to him on the couch with a sigh.]
You know, I had my reservations about this place when I arrived but I'm actually rather enjoying my time here.
[She looks at him with a saucy little smile.]
Especially since it let me get to know someone like you, dear.
You know, I had my reservations about this place when I arrived but I'm actually rather enjoying my time here.
[She looks at him with a saucy little smile.]
Especially since it let me get to know someone like you, dear.
You're too kind.
[Somehow, despite all the time they've spent together, Manuela can still make him blush from a simple compliment.]
I feel the same way about you. Really, I should be thanking you, there's no need to go out of your way for me... Not that I could complain about your wonderful cooking.
[It's wonderful! Just not necessary.]
[Somehow, despite all the time they've spent together, Manuela can still make him blush from a simple compliment.]
I feel the same way about you. Really, I should be thanking you, there's no need to go out of your way for me... Not that I could complain about your wonderful cooking.
[It's wonderful! Just not necessary.]
[He doesn't know what to feel.]
[Everything has changed. Now, he's in a relationship with Lovecraft, and things are so much more difficult with that. He's in love with Lovecraft, he knows, but that definitely didn't stop him from getting together with others, especially the other Atsushi and this Atsushi, and now this Atsushi has said that he loves him? And he didn't even register it at the time? And he said he loved Atsushi back??]
[Honestly, it makes him feel like he needs to panic, yet he doesn't know over what. Over the fact that he's wandering outside his relationship? That Atsushi said he loved him? That he said he loved Atsushi right back, without even a thought? What if Atsushi meant it in a more platonic way when he meant it the other way? God. It's all a mess.]
[Whenever he hears a knock on the door, he just shuts his eyes with a hand and groans in the direction of the door from where he's laying on the apartment couch:]
Yeah. Come in.
[Everything has changed. Now, he's in a relationship with Lovecraft, and things are so much more difficult with that. He's in love with Lovecraft, he knows, but that definitely didn't stop him from getting together with others, especially the other Atsushi and this Atsushi, and now this Atsushi has said that he loves him? And he didn't even register it at the time? And he said he loved Atsushi back??]
[Honestly, it makes him feel like he needs to panic, yet he doesn't know over what. Over the fact that he's wandering outside his relationship? That Atsushi said he loved him? That he said he loved Atsushi right back, without even a thought? What if Atsushi meant it in a more platonic way when he meant it the other way? God. It's all a mess.]
[Whenever he hears a knock on the door, he just shuts his eyes with a hand and groans in the direction of the door from where he's laying on the apartment couch:]
Yeah. Come in.
[In contrast to John's turmoil, Atsushi's thoughts are pretty clear and straightforward. Sure, he's a little concerned about John, but if it was important John would tell him, right? And he's looking forward to seeing John.
Of course, when he actually steps inside and sees John laying on the couch with his eyes covered like he has the world's most miserable hangover, the concern amplifies.]
You're sure you're alright?
Of course, when he actually steps inside and sees John laying on the couch with his eyes covered like he has the world's most miserable hangover, the concern amplifies.]
You're sure you're alright?
Atsushi, I need your help with something.
You're the only person I know who I think I can ask.
You're the only person I know who I think I can ask.
[It's fairly early in the morning, but Cordis always meant Atsushi popping in at the oddest hours of the day for company, often with snacks in hand out of both politeness and mooncycle induced munchies.
Today, he wanders right into Atsushi-san's bedroom, dropping his bag of breakfast buns and pastries on a clear surface somewhere nearby before simply...
Burrowing right under the blankets without even bothering to properly pull them back. He lets out a sigh of contentment at the warmth, nuzzling close and wrapping his arms around him.]
Good morning.
Today, he wanders right into Atsushi-san's bedroom, dropping his bag of breakfast buns and pastries on a clear surface somewhere nearby before simply...
Burrowing right under the blankets without even bothering to properly pull them back. He lets out a sigh of contentment at the warmth, nuzzling close and wrapping his arms around him.]
Good morning.
[ More like White Night, since Atsushi will get a knock on his door around 11pm. It's not that he forgot, he just wanted his gift to be perfect.
When Atsushi opens his door, he'll find a flat rectangular package. Once he removes the wrappings, there's a painting of a sandy beach at sunset. The orange sun setting on the horizon of a dark sea, and the sky, a spectrum of color from orange to twilight violet. There are waves crashing into the shore with tall palm trees creating shadows on the beach.
There's a note as well:]
I hope this finds you well. Please accept this gift as appreciation for your generosity last month.
I'm still an amateur, but I hope when you gaze at this painting, it reminds you of Palau.
-Ryuunosuke
When Atsushi opens his door, he'll find a flat rectangular package. Once he removes the wrappings, there's a painting of a sandy beach at sunset. The orange sun setting on the horizon of a dark sea, and the sky, a spectrum of color from orange to twilight violet. There are waves crashing into the shore with tall palm trees creating shadows on the beach.
There's a note as well:]
I hope this finds you well. Please accept this gift as appreciation for your generosity last month.
I'm still an amateur, but I hope when you gaze at this painting, it reminds you of Palau.
-Ryuunosuke
[ One day, Atsushi was minding his own business when out of nowhere, he heard someone call his name in a singsong tone. ]
A-tsu-shi!
[ That's when he finds a grown man leaping on his back and clinging to it like a koala. ]
A-tsu-shi!
[ That's when he finds a grown man leaping on his back and clinging to it like a koala. ]
[ It takes a few days before Valmont's emotionally ready to confront what happened last week. Turning into a child would have been embarrassing enough. Turning into a child with a child's mind and memories? Yeah, a few days and a not-insignificant amount of drinking, now that's he's once again legal. God, he's never touching anything they serve at the Ware Wolf Shop again, deliciousness be damned.
But finally, today, here he is: staring at his communication device, one finger poised over the name he's been trying to make himself dial. He really isn't the type for apologizing, ever, but Mr. Nakajima is one of the closest things he has to an ally in this blasted world. For that to be the last impression the man has of him... He doesn't think he could live with it. Besides, he's going to have to talk to him sometime if he wants more tea recommendations, so he sighs and stabs his finger down. Here goes. ]
I believe I may have caused you some... inconvenience... several days ago.
But finally, today, here he is: staring at his communication device, one finger poised over the name he's been trying to make himself dial. He really isn't the type for apologizing, ever, but Mr. Nakajima is one of the closest things he has to an ally in this blasted world. For that to be the last impression the man has of him... He doesn't think he could live with it. Besides, he's going to have to talk to him sometime if he wants more tea recommendations, so he sighs and stabs his finger down. Here goes. ]
I believe I may have caused you some... inconvenience... several days ago.
[When he gets the call, Atsushi is in the middle of grading papers. It's Valmont, so it's probably not a booty call, meaning he feels comfortable picking it up while he works.]
Not at all. But it's good to see you back to your usual self.
[For Valmont's sake, not his own.]
Not at all. But it's good to see you back to your usual self.
[For Valmont's sake, not his own.]
[Texting is daunting but Poe remembered that he said he'd send raccoon pics to Atsushi. So, as promised there's this attachment.]
Aren't I fortunate to have such a capable little assistant?
Aren't I fortunate to have such a capable little assistant?
[ Sometime after the birthday festivities, Atsushi will find two packages at his front door.
The first is addressed to Outer, it contains an embellished book with blank pages. Akutagawa leaves a note: "So you can continue to write till your heart's content."
The second package is addressed to Inner which is a few boxes of fancy milk chocolate. The mafioso leaves a note to Atsushi's other half as well: "Hopefully, I can learn more about you."]
The first is addressed to Outer, it contains an embellished book with blank pages. Akutagawa leaves a note: "So you can continue to write till your heart's content."
The second package is addressed to Inner which is a few boxes of fancy milk chocolate. The mafioso leaves a note to Atsushi's other half as well: "Hopefully, I can learn more about you."]
Can you get someone to cover for you and come home early?
I'm too sad to move but I'm hungry.
[At least he's honest??]
I'm too sad to move but I'm hungry.
[At least he's honest??]
Hey, Atsu-chan. I didn't know your other half was famous on the internet.
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[SUDDENLY]
[While Atsushi is in the midst of chatting on that post of his, Watson comes crawling out from under the couch, wearing a little bowtie around his neck and holding a very small bouquet of daisies in his teeth.]
[He can't talk with his mouth full, but he'll make little whining noises until Atsushi notices him, all three tails wagging.]
[While Atsushi is in the midst of chatting on that post of his, Watson comes crawling out from under the couch, wearing a little bowtie around his neck and holding a very small bouquet of daisies in his teeth.]
[He can't talk with his mouth full, but he'll make little whining noises until Atsushi notices him, all three tails wagging.]
[Is there anything more concerning than walking up to the apartment Atsushi shares with his husband and hearing the sound of him sobbing loudly? No? Probably not.]
[But that's what he'll be greeted with when he opens the door, Ranpo sitting at the kitchen table with his face in his hands, and a very concerned Watty frantically sniffing around him. He looks up when Atsushi comes in, "Atsu-papa! Papa's sad!"]
[But that's what he'll be greeted with when he opens the door, Ranpo sitting at the kitchen table with his face in his hands, and a very concerned Watty frantically sniffing around him. He looks up when Atsushi comes in, "Atsu-papa! Papa's sad!"]
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