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[thousandcurses]

Characters: Izanami and ANYONE!
Setting: Anywhere!
Format: Whichever you guys choose!
Summary: End of the Shadow event! Izanami can be talked to, and confronted if your character knows! Orrr, it can be used as a general mingle post for post-event talk between characters.
Warnings: None!

[It's simple. As quickly as the fog had appeared, it begins to disappear, vanishing from the floors and retreating to beneath the kimono they had originally spilled out from. It's fast, easy to notice. And if one wants to, it can be easily traced to its source--a woman sitting at a table in the cafeteria, sipping at some hot water.]

Comments

[grislytragedian]

[It's fine, he wasn't expecting a thank you. Honestly, things might have gotten a little too weird for him if that were the case. Because whenever he realizes that he's having this conversation with Rose Strider it kind of jolts him a little.]

[Not complaining though. Taking what he can get while he can.]

I guess I should be glad that whatever wound up your Dave's ass didn't wind up in my Dave's.

[Bad poetry and frustrating crypticness aside, he's really not such a bad guy.]

[restitchtime]

Probably because the entire violent universal shift couldn't dislodge the damn thing. Which is lucky for everyone else besides the people who still have to deal with him.

[not that she's too surprised. paradox space seems to be specifically calculated to give her the biggest middle finger it can manage]

i hate it when dw doesn't post a comment and you don't notice for a day. :|

[grislytragedian]

Mmm. So do you actually play any of the instruments that you use in your remixes? Or is it all synthetic computer stuff?

[Have ALL the musical small talk!!!!!]

that is always super rude of dw :T

[restitchtime]

Most of the violin stuff I do myself and the rest I grab from the computer. Sometimes I'll mess around with the shit Harley sends me just to see what he does, but I'm not sure that counts.

[finally a safe topic to discuss]

it really, really is.

[grislytragedian]

Ah, so you're a violinist then. Interesting...

[What is this urge to ask her if she'd like to jam sometime and where did it come from? So what if they're half of a string quartet that doesn't mean this is a good idea.]

[Because it's not. It's a terrible idea.]

[restitchtime]

Yeah. It's more like a fucking miracle than interesting, considering how much abuse that poor violin's been through.

[oh absolutely it's a hideous idea. nothing good could ever come from it and it definitely wouldn't make them better friendquaintances.]

[grislytragedian]

Well I meant more that the parallels were interesting. My mom played the violin, but my Rose plays the piano. It's just interesting to see what does and doesn't change and how. What do you mean by abuse, do you use it as a weapon or something or are you just that aggressive with your playing?

[Yeah, that's what he thought too.]

[restitchtime]

Little shit like that always seems to shift in funny ways. I mean, shit, Harley only works turntables because I shipped the damn things to him. And Lalo- my John's apparently an organist.

[the slip catches her up a little and she quickly moves on to the other subject]

What I mean about abuse is that my fucking lovely brother thinks he's being nice by 'improving' it every now and then. The thing's practically got cyborg status at this point.

[grislytragedian]

Organ, huh? [He has to stop and picture that for a moment. Damn that would be cool. Organs are the shit. But alas... He shakes his head.] Cello.

Why on earth would you modify a violin with robotic parts though, that sounds kind of stupid.

[restitchtime]

[his mother had a massive one built into the house. it was pretty creepy rad] Nothing wrong with a little strings. But then, what do I know? I'm biased as fuck.

And you would modify a violin with robotic parts to be the largest asshole you could possibly be with one action. He did it to wind me up because he thinks it's funny to get me frothing.