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. ]

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[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. ]

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[gimu]

[ ah, the camera matches her. this was what they called 'accessorizing'. ]

'Natural'. [ what was was natural? what about average? to find that, he'd need more data, but what he had on hand so far was woefully inadequate to establish a proper mean average, so he'd have to--

pay attention, choso, don't forget her question. it's an easy one. ]

[gimu]

[ he doesn't even realize he's doing it. it's like a physical shift, a changing of gears; in taking her journalist's question into himself, he brightens with the flood of answers that it summons. ]

Itadori Yuji. [ and as he says it, that last -ji stretches his mouth into the closest semblance of a smile he has worn all week, all month, all his very recent life, and it stays there it does, like some weird freak of nature, a soap bubble that's lasted longer than its expected lifespan. ] And my brothers, Eso and Kechizu.

[ a breath. ] And Noranso, and Sho-oso, and Tanso-- [ oh there goes the whole list of them. ]

[bowtography]

Oh, Yuji! I know him!

[ And he's definitely brightened exponentially, much to her delight, so she'll just snap a picture the moment his lips turn (vaguely) upwards. She definitely hit on the right topic, apparently. ]

Wait, you sure have a lot of brothers... are you the oldest?

[gimu]

The eldest of ten. [ the pride in this one fact is palpable. he doesn't even seem to mind the camera, though when it snaps his attention does shift over thataway for the moment, as if seeking the source of the noise. ]

Are you a friend of his? [ what a busy little bee that guy ]

[bowtography]

Ten... whoa. I can't imagine having that big of a family...

[ For many reasons. March checks her camera screen, smiling with satisfaction at the result. ]

--But yeah, we're friends! He's fun to talk to.

[ something about pink-haired impulsive extroverts, maybe. ]