text; @CURSE

[gimu]

hello.

i have several questions for the outsider populace and i require truthful answers.

1. what are your abilities in battle?
2. what is your estimation of your skill with your own abilities?
3. who are you?
4. what was your proudest moment?
5. what was your weakest?

answer as you see fit. i’m not your boss.

[ this isn’t how one goes about making work acquaintances but it’s direct, it’s simple, and choso can’t be bothered to care if it meets industry standard. ]

Comments

[bowtography]

That's the spirit!

[gimu]

what about bartending? your ice would be perfect for

martinis or something

[bowtography]

Appreciated, but I do have a job right now already...

[gimu]

can't say you didn't think of them now.

anyway i joined your club. nice to meet you.

[bowtography]

Really?
I didn't know you liked photography!
That's great!!

[gimu]

i didn't know either.
today is full of surprises.

[bowtography]

Positive surprises, it sounds like.

[gimu]

it could be those too, sure. [ ok eeyore ]

[bowtography]

[ okay Eeyore!!! ]

That reminds me.
When you have a minute, could I get a picture of you?

[gimu]

[ huh. that's a first. ]

sure. do i have to pose?

[bowtography]

Not unless you want to!

[gimu]

that's fine. ok, a picture. [ what a novel idea. ]

[bowtography]

Do you want to meet up now? Or we could plan something for later!

[gimu]

now is fine. i have no preparations to make. [ she just needed his face, right? well, he had it. ]

[bowtography]

Got it! Then where should I find you?

[gimu]

cafeteria. i have a parfato to pick up.

[bowtography]

A what?

[gimu]

that's what i wondered too. it's a potato parfait apparently.

[bowtography]

Weird... I thought parfaits were sweet.
Still, it sounds interesting!
I'll meet you there in a bit!

onward!

[gimu]

[ one cafeteria later ]

[bowtography]

[ Presumably he has survived the culinary adventure when she shows up, looking around for--

Well, guess she hasn't actually met him in person, has she? But he looks expectant enough. ]

Hey! Long time, first meet!

[gimu]

[ p o t a t o ]

Hello, March 7th.

[ for he assumes that's what this pastel-bright burst of colour is. if he's wrong, well, the ocean is right there. he can climb in later. choso in the meanwhile hovers with his hands in his sweatpants pockets, a fleck of chive still stuck to his sweater collar from earlier. ]

You missed the parfatoes. [ maybe for the best if the haunted look in his eye is any indication. unless that's just his face. that might be just his face. ]

[bowtography]

[ He is not wrong! He can desist from returning to the ocean! Not allowed!! ]

I... is that good or bad?

[ It's kind of impossible to tell when his face kind of looks like how he's talked to her thus far. ]

[gimu]

It was potato.

[ that doesn't make sense, but choso doesn't have any words in his pre-loaded vocabulary that could properly encapsulate that particular experience. it was simply potato. ]

Don't worry about it. How are you going to do this picture?

[bowtography]

[ well. If it was potato, it was potato. Good enough as an explanation probably, and March brightens, holding her camera up a little higher. ]

We can go with what feels natural! For example, why don't you tell me about something you like?

[ He doesn't look like the smiling type, but most people tend to relax on that subject. ]