[The sheer volume and boisterous nature of her laughter is enough to make Richard's eyes widen from surprise. The tones down his reaction quickly and watches the woman to get it out of her system. This is now second time he sees such reaction from her. Though this time he's not entirely sure what the laughter is aimed at.]
Mm. [There is a slight tug on his lip and he looks back down at the cup on his hands.] You talked about her with such fondness. That is all.
[But... supposedly, he could agree with her. Maybe. They say that motherhood is the true calling of a woman, the sole reason they were put on the earth. To serve as companion to men and provide a heir. But maybe, just maybe. There were some that weren't meant to be mothers? Richard thinks of his own mother, the woman who had tried his best to isolate and kill him. But then again, she had adored his older brothers.
Richard falls quiet, the expression on his face turns thoughtful and solemn.]
Mm. [There is a slight tug on his lip and he looks back down at the cup on his hands.] You talked about her with such fondness. That is all.
[But... supposedly, he could agree with her. Maybe. They say that motherhood is the true calling of a woman, the sole reason they were put on the earth. To serve as companion to men and provide a heir. But maybe, just maybe. There were some that weren't meant to be mothers? Richard thinks of his own mother, the woman who had tried his best to isolate and kill him. But then again, she had adored his older brothers.
Richard falls quiet, the expression on his face turns thoughtful and solemn.]
let me know if you find out more, yeah? i'm worried about her, too.
more wholesome than fighting a latvian mob? with, hm, visas, was it? [ he's so going to remember this. but, ] yeah. my boyfriend
yeah... you're right. i noticed it too. some people i went to ketsora with never came back from the portal and i don't know if they're gone-gone or just... temporarily gone. hoping for the latter but guess we'll see
more wholesome than fighting a latvian mob? with, hm, visas, was it? [ he's so going to remember this. but, ] yeah. my boyfriend
yeah... you're right. i noticed it too. some people i went to ketsora with never came back from the portal and i don't know if they're gone-gone or just... temporarily gone. hoping for the latter but guess we'll see
hey, any time. you know that.
that so? then i'm all in favour of you asking her for coffee or whatever. keeping fingers crossed for you [ and he's not even joking he's genuinely now invested in this...
and perhaps it's good this is via text, because the sappiness just about bleeds through it all anyway, ]
he's pretty aces. he's not exactly a people person, you know, but when you get to know him, he's real funny and sweet and cares about everyone and everything so damn much... and i mean, doesn't hurt he's easy on the eyes. and just, he's the best part of this whole place.
[ ok sappy interlude over — ] huh, never thought about it that way, but that makes a lot of sense. i'm gonna believe that you're right about it and they'll be back
that so? then i'm all in favour of you asking her for coffee or whatever. keeping fingers crossed for you [ and he's not even joking he's genuinely now invested in this...
and perhaps it's good this is via text, because the sappiness just about bleeds through it all anyway, ]
he's pretty aces. he's not exactly a people person, you know, but when you get to know him, he's real funny and sweet and cares about everyone and everything so damn much... and i mean, doesn't hurt he's easy on the eyes. and just, he's the best part of this whole place.
[ ok sappy interlude over — ] huh, never thought about it that way, but that makes a lot of sense. i'm gonna believe that you're right about it and they'll be back
[ the one thing you can always count on: for charles to be ready with unwavering support and sentiment. oops! ]
just give her a bit of time, she'll come round, i reckon.
yeah, we met here, so... anyway, his name's junpei. i'm pretty sure that's his name on the phones too. but you should definitely talk to him, he's [ perfect ] great ❤️
no, you've gotta be right, that's the best explanation for the weirdess, for sure. guess we're waiting for that to happen, then. [ and because he remembers how warmly she spoke of her ai back home... ] hey... i'm sorry, yeah? you've got to miss her a lot. the one here and the one from home, too. can't be easy for you, this.
just give her a bit of time, she'll come round, i reckon.
yeah, we met here, so... anyway, his name's junpei. i'm pretty sure that's his name on the phones too. but you should definitely talk to him, he's [ perfect ] great ❤️
no, you've gotta be right, that's the best explanation for the weirdess, for sure. guess we're waiting for that to happen, then. [ and because he remembers how warmly she spoke of her ai back home... ] hey... i'm sorry, yeah? you've got to miss her a lot. the one here and the one from home, too. can't be easy for you, this.
[Excuse you, Root. You can't just drop something like that on his lap and expect him not to go through massive mental gymnastics to have it make sense in his little brain. Prone to shutting down and withdrawing to his own mind, Richard falls silent again as he mulls over what she said.
Yeah. Such.. social anarchism is very much new to him. There are something about her that reminds Richard from the witch he used to know. Jane, the lady who had made previous king and his court into fools with a single drink, who celebrated her body proudly and openly -- claiming to be loyal to no one but herself. Jane, who is his prisoner, left to rot in the cell in the dungeon.
But! Root's encouragement to try out the warm drink in his hand is more simpler than sorting out his own thoughts. So, he does as she suggests and raises the cup to his lips, taking a sip.
The taste is.. well, something he's never had before. The strong, almost overwhelming bitterness of it makes Richard grimace at first. But, he does not hesitate to go for second taste -- this time taking a bigger gulp of the hot beverage. After a brief struggle he manages to swallow the liquid and settles the cup back down on the table.
See? He did it.]
Yeah. Such.. social anarchism is very much new to him. There are something about her that reminds Richard from the witch he used to know. Jane, the lady who had made previous king and his court into fools with a single drink, who celebrated her body proudly and openly -- claiming to be loyal to no one but herself. Jane, who is his prisoner, left to rot in the cell in the dungeon.
But! Root's encouragement to try out the warm drink in his hand is more simpler than sorting out his own thoughts. So, he does as she suggests and raises the cup to his lips, taking a sip.
The taste is.. well, something he's never had before. The strong, almost overwhelming bitterness of it makes Richard grimace at first. But, he does not hesitate to go for second taste -- this time taking a bigger gulp of the hot beverage. After a brief struggle he manages to swallow the liquid and settles the cup back down on the table.
See? He did it.]
[Yeahh, silent moments like these were pretty common with Richard. He already had troubles with deciphering what was true and what not, trying to fight his way out of witch's curse that would twist and turn his sense of reality. And all these challenging and difficult ideas that the individuals in this world kept proposing to him did not really help his case.
Like this 'coffee.' Richard had picked up by now that it was indeed something that majority of the people would drink as a treat. So, far he failed to see the appeal of it. Now, he could withstand even the foulest ale and most bitter wine, but at least those had the benefit of getting him drunk. Something that coffee failed to do.
But! He's not going to give up just yet and does as Root instructs. He picks up the small porcelain carafe and pours milk on his cup. Though.. he might just add little bit too much of it? The color turns from black to light creamy brown as he fills the cup almost to the brim. He then picks up the cup again, brings it to his lips and takes another sip.
Huh, what do you know. The taste improved greatly. The expression on Richard's face softens a little.]
It is more agreeable like this, yes.
Like this 'coffee.' Richard had picked up by now that it was indeed something that majority of the people would drink as a treat. So, far he failed to see the appeal of it. Now, he could withstand even the foulest ale and most bitter wine, but at least those had the benefit of getting him drunk. Something that coffee failed to do.
But! He's not going to give up just yet and does as Root instructs. He picks up the small porcelain carafe and pours milk on his cup. Though.. he might just add little bit too much of it? The color turns from black to light creamy brown as he fills the cup almost to the brim. He then picks up the cup again, brings it to his lips and takes another sip.
Huh, what do you know. The taste improved greatly. The expression on Richard's face softens a little.]
It is more agreeable like this, yes.
then you've just gotta be the first!
hey, well spotted. but yeah, he is. he's lived in the states for pretty long though. so even without this place translating it'd be fine... otherwise i'd be screwed, i don't speak a lick of japanese. [ and really, that root is genuinely looking forward to meeting him — that means a lot to charles. ]
could also be right.
you know, you never told me more about her - the machine, i mean. you got anything right now you can't postpone? we could hang out, you could tell me about her. high time we chatted outside of the phones too, yeah?
hey, well spotted. but yeah, he is. he's lived in the states for pretty long though. so even without this place translating it'd be fine... otherwise i'd be screwed, i don't speak a lick of japanese. [ and really, that root is genuinely looking forward to meeting him — that means a lot to charles. ]
could also be right.
you know, you never told me more about her - the machine, i mean. you got anything right now you can't postpone? we could hang out, you could tell me about her. high time we chatted outside of the phones too, yeah?
well, shit. don't get me wrong, i'm glad nothing's going haywire anymore, but i'm proper mad that you can't teach me those things... though i guess i do alright with making him blush anyway! but right, noting that down, then. i can't eat but i can learn how to make some for him, i reckon. thanks.
hey, wouldn't have said so if i wasn't, now would i?
hey, wouldn't have said so if i wasn't, now would i?
that's that trendy thing people're going crazy about, innit? wasn't a thing in london when i was still alive, so you're gonna have to describe it for me.
yeah, course. in twenty?
yeah, course. in twenty?
[ if anything, though, her focus only seems to make him grin at her brighter — and instead of waving at her or something like that, what he does is simply walk up to her and give her a tight hug in greeting.
as he pulls back, with a raise of his brows, ]
Right, sorry to disappoint. I could try and emulate a vengeful ghost, if you want?
[ or he could just do this: let his body turn blue and translucent as he walks right through her, before turning back corporeal and distinctly alive-looking behind her chair as he leans down and says, right near her ear, ] Boo.
[ through all this, his eyes are sparkling with amusement; it's clear he's just trying his best to play along and make her smile. ]
as he pulls back, with a raise of his brows, ]
Right, sorry to disappoint. I could try and emulate a vengeful ghost, if you want?
[ or he could just do this: let his body turn blue and translucent as he walks right through her, before turning back corporeal and distinctly alive-looking behind her chair as he leans down and says, right near her ear, ] Boo.
[ through all this, his eyes are sparkling with amusement; it's clear he's just trying his best to play along and make her smile. ]
[Richard's eyes quickly glanced down at the sugar cup on the table right next to the milk and coffee. He has had few encounters with this sweet, white powdered crystal ever since coming to this world. Now, while Richard had soft spot for sweet foods such as strawberries, he still wasn't sure what were his opinions with this 'sugar', as he found it rather overwhelming at times.
Though, he can see why one would have coffee as a treat -- especially when the taste could be modified and softened.
Richard places the cup back on the table, warming his gloved fingers around it. He then raises his mismatched eyes to look Root again. This time there's a glint of interest in his gaze.]
Then what are you picky about?
Though, he can see why one would have coffee as a treat -- especially when the taste could be modified and softened.
Richard places the cup back on the table, warming his gloved fingers around it. He then raises his mismatched eyes to look Root again. This time there's a glint of interest in his gaze.]
Then what are you picky about?

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