Not sure if I'd go as far as you with yer hobby... but you've still changed my mind.
[ please make him dress up please let me be goromi ]
Anyway, fashion tips aside... [ his jokey manner fades, replaced instead by a more somber expression. ] Sorry if I gave ya wrinkles or a heart attack this weekend. Cursed or not, I fucked up.
That's right... that happened with Beauty-han before he properly revealed to me.
[ but that aside!! let's assume nothing happens on their way to the parlor, which seems to be majima's de facto meeting place out of all the static locations in the temple. ever the pleasant host, he makes his way for the bar with an air of grace about him as his customer service instincts kick in. ]
Anythin' to drink before we start talkin' business?
Hmm... how 'bout this—I'll mix ya up a real good one if you can grant me a minor favor people like to pull outta their asses when we're really lost durin' trials.
[ since, well... he knows gods aren't affected by the rules, but he shouldn't tempt fate, especially when it's his own god calling the shots this week... ]
[ one cosmopolitan, coming right up! noticeably, he doesn't use his power to just turn some random liquor behind the bar into an instant cocktail—he goes about making the drink properly. once he's put that together for sincerity, he pours himself a simple glass of whiskey, then brings both drinks back over to a table; he sets them down and pulls a chair out for the god, gesturing with a bow. ]
We're tryin' to work out an alliance between the gods with lower numbers—you, Beauty-han, Indulgence-han, an' possibly Piety-han—Mizucchi is meetin' with him now, too. None of us want ya to be put in danger after what happened to Fortune-han an' Ruin-han, an' ya know what they say—safety in numbers. We haven't quite worked out the fine print yet in terms of winnin', but...
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[ PLEASE? HE RESPECTS THEM? ]
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Jewelry, too.
You ever punched someone while you're wearing a big, blingy ring?
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[...]
Not that you should, like, be punching girls, but you know that already.
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[ please make him dress up please let me be goromi ]
Anyway, fashion tips aside... [ his jokey manner fades, replaced instead by a more somber expression. ] Sorry if I gave ya wrinkles or a heart attack this weekend. Cursed or not, I fucked up.
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[but Sincerity is. Not elaborating on that.
Instead, he shakes his head, still smiling.]
That was the curse, it wasn't you. I understand that, and so does everyone else.
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. . . [ that gets a small chuckle out of him. ] No wonder you're Sincerity. The hell was I even worried about?
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[ that, or majima really is just that dense. ]
Anyway... I didn't just come here to give ya a pretty gift or apologize. Wanna accompany me to somewhere a lil' more comfortable?
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Do I gotta wait for ya to mask back up before we leave?
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[he snaps his fingers]
Just like that.
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[ but that aside!! let's assume nothing happens on their way to the parlor, which seems to be majima's de facto meeting place out of all the static locations in the temple. ever the pleasant host, he makes his way for the bar with an air of grace about him as his customer service instincts kick in. ]
Anythin' to drink before we start talkin' business?
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[ since, well... he knows gods aren't affected by the rules, but he shouldn't tempt fate, especially when it's his own god calling the shots this week... ]
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[Sincerity seems to be considering it, at least.]
For something like that, if you ask me before you go searching somewhere, I can tell you if it's worth bothering or not. Sound good?
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[ one cosmopolitan, coming right up! noticeably, he doesn't use his power to just turn some random liquor behind the bar into an instant cocktail—he goes about making the drink properly. once he's put that together for sincerity, he pours himself a simple glass of whiskey, then brings both drinks back over to a table; he sets them down and pulls a chair out for the god, gesturing with a bow. ]
After you.
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Kanpai, Lord Majima!
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[ once sincerity is seated, majima takes his across the table and clinks his glass against the god's. ]
Doesn't mean we still can't be in this one, though. I got a proposition for you, on behalf of both Indulgence-han an' Beauty-han.
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Whaddaya say?
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[i hate this]
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[ WHICH, LIKE, HONESTLY ISN'T A SURPRISE WHEN HE THINKS ABOUT IT, but he was still expecting at least a question or two.............. ]
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