[Oh nail polish time... Matsui, who'd been vibin nearby doing whatever the hell it is Matsuis do, will glance over when he hears Eiden pondering aloud and then peer toward the selection he's observing.]
[ inner tail wag... he seems pretty happy to see him though, everything that went down this weekend aside. he had a good talk with someone. so he turns around quickly with a few colors, one beautiful deep red included. ]
If they're close enough for emotion swappies, there's a little flicker of surprise from Matsui, standing out above his General Default State which is that of an ailing Victorian staring mournfully out toward the sea, thinking about how they will soon widow their beloved who won't be able to cross the mountains before spring ends... There's just a lot of moroseness and melancholy and a constant, vague underlying stream of Catholic guilt. Amen.
He glances toward the colors and then toward Eiden's face.]
[ i cannot believe i had to see this ailing victorian metaphore twice i really love that this just encapsulates our dearest matsui!!!! but eiden feels it, the little flicker of surprise and latches onto it with care, like offering out a hand. ]
Mmhm. What color do you want for yours?
[ if you say anything but red you will surprise him. but he's asking anyways, already pulling a chair over to sit down at one of the empty tech tables. ]
[HIS COLD LITTLE DEMON HANDS!!!!! Truly between that and his extremely sharp cuspids and general aversion to the sun, he has no right being so shooketh when people think he's a vampire.
There's a little thread of curiosity with some faint amusement, but he'll let Eiden keep his hands for now.]
Yes... Many of you comment on it, and do exactly this. [Looking at their handsies. EVERYONE'S DESPERATE ATTEMPTS TO WARM HIM.] But my hands have been this way since I was first summoned.
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--Red compliments everyone well.
[Thanks blood Gou.]
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[ inner tail wag... he seems pretty happy to see him though, everything that went down this weekend aside. he had a good talk with someone. so he turns around quickly with a few colors, one beautiful deep red included. ]
Want me to paint your nails?
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If they're close enough for emotion swappies, there's a little flicker of surprise from Matsui, standing out above his General Default State which is that of an ailing Victorian staring mournfully out toward the sea, thinking about how they will soon widow their beloved who won't be able to cross the mountains before spring ends... There's just a lot of moroseness and melancholy and a constant, vague underlying stream of Catholic guilt. Amen.
He glances toward the colors and then toward Eiden's face.]
--You wish to?
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Mmhm. What color do you want for yours?
[ if you say anything but red you will surprise him. but he's asking anyways, already pulling a chair over to sit down at one of the empty tech tables. ]
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Anyway there is so much kindness here that it just makes the undercurrent of Catholic guilt become stronger and more prevalent. Truly funny.]
Ah... You don't need to... But-- I will leave the selection to you, if you wish.
[Hilariously, his nails are already painted a bright turquoise and have been since his arrival, but he's willing to let it go for Eiden.]
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Oh... Are you sure? This is a really pretty color...
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I don't mind. It's the color that I was summoned with... I have no particular attachment to it.
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Didn't realize you could be summoned with nail polish...
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We are summoned with all manner of things. Nail polish, glasses, jewelry...
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Wow, you're like ice...
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There's a little thread of curiosity with some faint amusement, but he'll let Eiden keep his hands for now.]
Yes... Many of you comment on it, and do exactly this. [Looking at their handsies. EVERYONE'S DESPERATE ATTEMPTS TO WARM HIM.] But my hands have been this way since I was first summoned.