[closed] Let's take a break...

[notsogreedy]

Who: Ankh notsogreedy and Eiji powertotearer
When: IC: 7/10
Where: Their apartment
What: Life has been hectic lately for them; time to chill at home with a giant pile of popsicles
Rating/Warning: To be updated if there's anything worth mentioning

[They've had a couple days to settle in by now. The apartment isn't big--actually most people would probably call it tiny for two people--but considering the spaces they've gotten used to sharing, it's more than adequate. And for today, at least, Ankh has no intention of leaving it. Since he arrived here, he's been restless, feeling like he didn't know enough about this place to feel the slightest bit comfortable. After the pizza party yesterday, though, he has more information than he even knows what to do with... and maybe between all that and all the stuff that happened just before he and Eiji got there, everything is finally just starting to catch up with him.

The freezer has been stocked with ice pops, and the refrigerator with enough other food to last at least a few days. Neither of them have any reason to go anywhere. Ankh has managed to set up a sleeping space for himself not unlike what he had back in the attic of Cous Coussier, and for the moment, he is flopped up there doing absolutely nothing. Unless idly keeping an eye on Eiji in case he decides to feel the need to leave and go do something stupid counts.]

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[powertotearer]

[Okay, fine, be like that, Ankh. But Eiji's finally starting to feel better, so he's following you and trying to keep up his good mood.]

So what did you want to do today? I know you don't want to go anywhere, and I really don't either, but did you have anything in mind to actually do?

[notsogreedy]

Not really.

[Though as he grabs the ice pop out of the freezer, it's obvious how little they've bothered to set up anything in here aside from where they sleep. It just hasn't been important, but that would be something to do. He looks over the empty space as he starts snacking on the ice pop.]

[powertotearer]

[Eiji follows his gaze and sees the problem immediately.]

It's kind of empty in here, isn't it?

[It's weird to think of--Eiji's never really owned much, but he's always had stuff around, even if it belonged to other people.

He goes over to try to figure out the HOLO(gm).]

This is supposed to change the appearance, right?

[notsogreedy]

Yeah. It's not hard.

[He's already poked at it for a while in order to make a satisfactory bed for himself because let's be real no one but Ankh has anything like that.]

It's not free, either.

[Which is why he hasn't bothered looking at much beyond that, but they should put something in the rest of the apartment.]

[powertotearer]

I know. [Because humans have to pay for stuff, Ankh.] At least we can look through first.

[They could probably use a couple of chairs, so he looks through them first. Of course, knowing Eiji's design preferences...]

This looks pretty, and it's on wheels too. Oh, look at these!

[notsogreedy]

[Humans also don't usually furnish their homes with holograms.

And of course Eiji's taste in furniture is like his taste in clothes. Meaning it's terrible.]

Are you planning on wearing that chair?

[powertotearer]

Huh? No...

[Leave it to Eiji to be completely confused by that statement.]

It looks nice. And comfy. It might be nice, just to have somewhere to sit down other than the bed.

[So when he passes out after a combo, you can just shove him into the chair and push him around.]

[notsogreedy]

[He's not asking why you want a chair, Eiji. Though the idea of plopping him into a chair and rolling him into a corner is not unappealing, at least. He looks through the other list of things Eiji had come up with.]

That's not bad.

[But maybe in black or white.]

[powertotearer]

[Eiji honestly doesn't disapprove, but he is going to tease.]

It's really going to look like a bird's nest around here, between that and your bed.

[notsogreedy]

[Have a Look.]

At least mine don't look like a rainbow exploded.

[powertotearer]

[Now Eiji's pouting. C'mon, Ankh. Just because you learned not to use all of the fingerpaints at once in kindergarten.]

Well, you can put yours wherever you want. I like mine.

[notsogreedy]

[He never went to kindergarten. That's why he doesn't know how to share his toys.]

Tch. Fine.

[He can't deny that that chair looks like it belongs to Eiji. And with the way the one he likes has sides, if he's sitting in there, he won't have to see the blinding mess of colors.

So congratulations, they've decided on two chairs.]

...what else do we need in here?

[powertotearer]

[Eiji frowns. That's a good question.]

Table? Or do you think the counter's fine?

[notsogreedy]

[Well, the counter probably is fine, in all truth. But there's plenty of space and a table seems like one of the more useful things to put in it. He pokes through the list of options, pausing as he runs across one similar to the tables at Cous Coussier.]

[powertotearer]

[And weirdly, Eiji just stops for a moment as the sudden homesickness hits him hard. It's been almost a year since he was last in his own world, and now it's supposedly gone.

And then, just like that, he gives his fakest smile and tries to act like everything's normal.]

That one might be nice. If we ever needed it.

[notsogreedy]

[The pause there hadn't been a suggestion. It's the same for him; not as much time has passed, at least that he's been aware of, but he hasn't been back there since he woke up.

He raises an eyebrow slightly at the comment. He knows that smile, Eiji. But in this case, he understands well enough not to say anything.]

Maybe.

[And with that, let's keep on browsing.]

[powertotearer]

[Yeah, probably a good idea, unless either one of them wants to get mopey and depressed randomly.

Luckily, other tables show up to distract him.]

What about a heated one? I don't know how cold this place will get, and didn't they say something about climate problems once?

[notsogreedy]

Hm.

[That might not be a bad idea, actually. Though upon looking for heated tables, for some reason, the first thing that comes up is this, which looks like an absolutely terrible idea for so many reasons... even if he didn't have reasons for disliking the presence of an open flame right now. He quickly scrolls past that with a slight grimace.]

[powertotearer]

[Eiji notices that grimace and winces, since he's pretty sure he knows exactly what it means.]

That's not going to work. We don't really need it anyway. We can always get a space heater somewhere if we get too cold.

[notsogreedy]

[He should know, considering he's the one who died in that fire. Ankh just had it force him into a pack of murderous dogs. Not a pleasant memory, either way.

He goes back to looking through more normal furniture, and finds something that looks like this except with a slightly larger table.]

What about that?

[He likes the higher stools and it reminds him of absolutely nothing, which is an advantage at this point.]

[powertotearer]

That'll work.

[It's starting to come together. Nothing that reminds him too much of home, and definitely nothing that looks like Inugami.]

That's it, isn't it? About all we need?

[notsogreedy]

Yeah.

[It's still sparse in there but not so empty now.]

We can add more later if we think of something.

[So now he's going to go curl up in his new nest chair.]

[powertotearer]

[Eiji is totally grinning at you.]

I've got a discount at the department store from working there, so I can probably pick up a couple other things if we need them too.

[notsogreedy]

Heh. Knowing you, it'll all look like that chair.

[All he can think is that he's going to come home one day to find some hideously colorful rug or curtains or something. But having a discount at the department store isn't a bad thing to keep in mind, at least.

His chair is nicely comfortable, and he immediately seems at home in there. Of course, now that they're done messing with furniture, that leaves the question of what else there is to do.]

[powertotearer]

[Eiji sits down in his own chair and looks around for a moment. Yes, everything looks nice, but he's coming to the exact same conclusion.]

...We really don't know how to relax, do we?