[He's quiet for some time while he thinks. He tries to place abilities with the people he already knows, as if he's piecing together some part of them with what they've been given. He shakes his head--to himself mostly.]
I'm not sure yet.
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It seems there are many for protection of some kind. One for reading things which are indecipherable to others. One for speaking to those who have left us. One for obtaining clues for a favor. [He glances up.] Is your ability one that received information?
Also, I have something I would like to tell you, Shiraishi-san... in case you may know the answer.
[ He leans his elbow on the counter and looks thoughtful. ]
No, I don't receive information.
Although, focusing on that ... that would be why I think your friend could do that. Did anyone else have a suspicion your roommate was possessed before he suddenly vanished?
[ there's a pause, and then he just inclines his head at hizamaru. go on. ]
Not... that I'm aware. Dimitri-san hadn't acted strangely. Even when he left, he did not seem strange.
[He shakes his head.]
Dimitri-san... may have had an ability, but I never saw him do anything out of the ordinary. He never left at any particular time, or... anything unusual. He never spoke anything strange.
[His eyes lower. He finishes off the d-cake and then turns to ease off the seat.] We'll await any messages from Kanesada-san. If we receive anything from him, I will let you know. [His eyes drop to the coffee, and then he looks back up.]
Shiraishi-san, will you show me how to make one of those? I'm thirsty, but... I'm unsure how to use the devices.
Well. He's fucking thirsty, but he's too much of a good boy to even think to ask Shiraishi for a sip of that coffee. So:] Hold on one moment, Shiraishi-san. [He skirts around the kiosk and heads for the coffee shop.
Shiraishi is absolutely free to observe because it's hilarious, but Shiraishi is also free to follow. Hizamaru has no clue how to work half the things inside the coffee shop; however, he can tell things by their smell, if he's familiar with them.
He tries his hand at making something drinkable. There's a lot of trial and error. A lot of him looking funny when he tastes stuff, of him also spilling things, almost dropping things. He ends up doing a makeshift teapot procedure by managing to get hot water and a sift and jury rigging it to steep. Honestly?
[The whole Benny Hill skit takes maybe fifteen minutes or so until some kind of concoction is made that's redeemable enough to drink. He finally comes wandering back out of the coffee shop and to Shiraishi with a little paper cup of hot tea.
He carefully puts it on the counter so he can take his seat after adjusting the sword at his side.]
[He almost chokes on the tea? And his face somewhat lights up but it does that on the regular when people decide to be bullies.]
It... [He slowly lowers his hand after wiping his mouth with the back of a wrist.] This human body just does that... I can’t control the sounds. I’m just trying to learn... how this body works.
[He looks away, but he's not sure if he should keep the cup of tea up to his face to hide it or put it down before he makes another mess. It wavers, and then he decides to keep it up to shield the bottom half of his face.
Which doesn't help anything.]
That's okay, Shiraishi-san. You don't... have to praise me. I just meant it's nice to sometimes tell others you enjoy what they're doing or being with them.
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[His brows narrow again. He looks away thoughtfully before looking back. His head shakes.]
I don’t have any yet.
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What sort of ability to do you seem to think I have, then?
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I'm not sure yet.
[...]
It seems there are many for protection of some kind. One for reading things which are indecipherable to others. One for speaking to those who have left us. One for obtaining clues for a favor. [He glances up.] Is your ability one that received information?
Also, I have something I would like to tell you, Shiraishi-san... in case you may know the answer.
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No, I don't receive information.
Although, focusing on that ... that would be why I think your friend could do that. Did anyone else have a suspicion your roommate was possessed before he suddenly vanished?
[ there's a pause, and then he just inclines his head at hizamaru. go on. ]
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[He shakes his head.]
Dimitri-san... may have had an ability, but I never saw him do anything out of the ordinary. He never left at any particular time, or... anything unusual. He never spoke anything strange.
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[ interesting. ]
You could always find out. Depending on how quickly messages come back to your friend.
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[His eyes lower. He finishes off the d-cake and then turns to ease off the seat.] We'll await any messages from Kanesada-san. If we receive anything from him, I will let you know. [His eyes drop to the coffee, and then he looks back up.]
Shiraishi-san, will you show me how to make one of those? I'm thirsty, but... I'm unsure how to use the devices.
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[ he blinks and then looks down at his coffee. hmm. hmmmmmmmmmm. ]
... Honestly, I just buy coffee or use instant at home. It's a fiddly process I don't care to study. [ he'll just sip schrodinger's coffee. ]
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Well. He's fucking thirsty, but he's too much of a good boy to even think to ask Shiraishi for a sip of that coffee. So:] Hold on one moment, Shiraishi-san. [He skirts around the kiosk and heads for the coffee shop.
Shiraishi is absolutely free to observe because it's hilarious, but Shiraishi is also free to follow. Hizamaru has no clue how to work half the things inside the coffee shop; however, he can tell things by their smell, if he's familiar with them.
He tries his hand at making something drinkable. There's a lot of trial and error. A lot of him looking funny when he tastes stuff, of him also spilling things, almost dropping things. He ends up doing a makeshift teapot procedure by managing to get hot water and a sift and jury rigging it to steep. Honestly?
Works a bit better than expected.]
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y'know.
you go hiza coco.
shiraishi just leans back a little to watch him live his best barista dreams, and sips his own alright cup of coffee. ]
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He carefully puts it on the counter so he can take his seat after adjusting the sword at his side.]
...It's a lot more difficult than I imagined.
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[ he takes another sip of his own drink. ] It sounds like a waste of time, but maybe it's fine for some people if we get to drink the results.
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[Spiritual Sword Ted Talk, thank you for coming.]
It isn't a waste of time, if it is something that brings you pleasure.
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[ siiiiiiiiiiiip. ]
But I appreciate the fruits of their labours when I'm working late.
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You should honor the labors of others by telling them how you feel, Shiraishi-san. Well... perhaps not in this case, but in others.
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[ paying for services! ]
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You should still tell them how you feel, even if you're paying. It's nice to hear those things, right?
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[ he just sips again ]
Whether people verbally tell me I’m good at my job doesn’t matter. Results speak for themselves.
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Yes, but... It’s nice to hear it sometimes. When someone says they’re proud of you, that what you’re doing is amazing.
[Hmm.]
Such as when we were together... If I told you I enjoyed it and it made me feel good. Even if you could see it, it’s good to hear.
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I could hear it too.
[ just. peering at him pointedly over the coffee cup. ]
You’re very reactive. It’s fascinating.
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It... [He slowly lowers his hand after wiping his mouth with the back of a wrist.] This human body just does that... I can’t control the sounds. I’m just trying to learn... how this body works.
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It’s interesting. You shouldn’t muffle them if you’re big on letting people know you’re enjoying yourself. [ he still looks thoughtful. ]
But if you like being praised, I’ll remember that for next time. Your reactions to it... I’d like to see them.
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Which doesn't help anything.]
That's okay, Shiraishi-san. You don't... have to praise me. I just meant it's nice to sometimes tell others you enjoy what they're doing or being with them.
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If I didn’t enjoy what you do you’d know about it. How’s that for a middle ground?
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Okay. If there's something, please tell me... so that I can correct how I proceed.
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