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general texting meme
general texting meme
To kick us off with some voice testing, here's a the meme for all those gen texts, phone calls, voicemails, pictures of your cats, and whatever else your little heart can come up with, because who doesn't like a little old fashioned friendly texting. Or enemy texting, if that's more your bag.
instructions: What it says on the tin! Leave a comment with your character, any preferences, a start, absolutely nothing, or whatever you want. Run around and reply to others. Lather, rinse, repeat.
To kick us off with some voice testing, here's a the meme for all those gen texts, phone calls, voicemails, pictures of your cats, and whatever else your little heart can come up with, because who doesn't like a little old fashioned friendly texting. Or enemy texting, if that's more your bag.
instructions: What it says on the tin! Leave a comment with your character, any preferences, a start, absolutely nothing, or whatever you want. Run around and reply to others. Lather, rinse, repeat.
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[Kouta agreed easily, because Setsura had always been the compassionate one, the one who looked after all of them and the others. He couldn't be sure he would have thought to adopt or look after the other orphans if Setsura hadn't thought of it first, and his goals had always been selfish. Perhaps it was just a facet of being mortal, knowing he only had so much time to dedicate to others while Setsura had far more, so her goals could be loftier.
Or perhaps it was just how she was, and Kouta loved her for it.
He squeezed her hands to reassure her, pressing a small kiss to her temple before nudging her.]
C'mon, ya slept long enough. Akemi's not gonna forgive us if we don't get proper offerings for her.
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Mmmmmmn.
[ Peeling out of the nest is a process for the comfort of it, of course. Always has been, but it's that much harder between their shared warmth and for the simple fact that she's missed sharing a bed with Kouta. Akemi, too. The three of them used to sleep together all the time when it was just them. That had been one of those things that had changed after Kouta had gotten married, one of those things she hadn't understood very well at the time. There'd been a lot of things like that. Things taken, walls erected, and some of them she still doesn't understand wholly. This is one she's been glad to demolish even if mornings are a little harder because of it, though. ]
I'm up. [ Maybe ten seconds from her feet hitting the ground now. ] What kinda fireworks're you thinking, Kou-kun?
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[Kouta hadn't been a morning person by nature, but raising kids hadn't given him the luxury of staying in bed most days. While some men would have been content to let their wives take care of all the child rearing, Kouta had always wanted to be a prominent figure in his children's lives. Otherwise what was the point?
He pushed those thoughts aside for now, the puzzle of his family and what he would do about them still mostly a jumbled mess, but he would tackle one thing at a time.
He got out of the bed easily enough, tossing the blanket over Setsura's head to help irritate her enough to move, going to the window to open it and let fresh air and sunlight stream in.]
The bigger the better of course. Lots of red.
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[ The blanket tossed over Setsura's head is quickly snatched off and with something like a snort in turn. Tossing it back onto the bed proper, her feet hit the ground unceremoniously and she's moving with purpose and force for her usual quietly harnessed energy. ]
With some blues and greens?
[ She's opening her closet already, peering over her shoulder in glancing at the window to get an idea of the weather. Hmm. ]
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'Course. Wouldn't be right otherwise.
[He paused, thoughtful.]
If we head out soon enough, we can still make it to the fish market and get some quality seafood to put into the hotpot too.
[It felt weird, a strange echo of countless conversations he'd had with Setsura, Akemi, and Yui, all rolled into something new. He had always enjoyed being domestic despite his more active past. He had always enjoyed having someone special to share things with, to build quiet moments and homes with.]
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[ Tugging her midriff over her head, she takes a moment to adjust it, then reaches into the closet to pluck a particular pair of shorts out to take with her to the small dresser she keeps. Dressing should only take her a moment, really, and she's eager to get moving now that she's out of bed. ]
Maren-chan dropped some salmon rice balls off for us, too. We could take them to go and be at the market in a half hour. What d'ya think?
[ She wonders about that. This, all of this, feels natural between them to her; and yet, it's different from the old days in so many ways. New, even, and the thought sees her heart skip a beat for her increasing anticipation. What sort of adventure will they live today? She's ready to experience it at his side and it's to his side she'll be stepping with her socks in one hand whilst she reaches with the other to loop her fingers around a couple of his with a little tug. Maybe lean down so she doesn't have to jump to give him a kiss? That's the fond suggestion. ]
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I think Maren-chan is going to spoil the lot of us if she keeps this up.
[He paused when he felt Setsura tug on his hand, and amused, he leaned down to comply with her unspoken request, kissing her softly and soundly. He withdrew slightly, just enough to press their foreheads together.]
Or maybe you're the one spoiling me so much. Gonna keep a closer eye on you.
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[ Setsura presses a kiss to his lips with that, soft and brimming with the very same warm affection pouring from her chest and spreading through her. She withdraws jut slightly, eyes shut for a moment of perfect bliss. ]
I'm not so sure it isn't the other way around, though. 'S probably some of the best sleep I've gotten in years.
[ And considering who all she's had to sleep with regularly, that's a sizable statement, a compliment of the highest order, really. ]
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[As if to prove his point, he leaned in even closer to accept her kisses, smiling slightly against her lips.
Their sleeping arrangements weren’t new, exactly, but it was a return to something he hadn’t had in such a long time. In some ways it felt like returning home but in others it still felt strange and alien. The last woman he had shared a bed with had been his wife, and before that, it had been both Setsura and Akemi. Sometimes it felt like both of their ghosts were reaching for him, but in the face of Setsura’s happiness, it seemed inconsequential at the moment.]
I’ll have to start charging you then.
[He started to straighten, pressing a kiss into the tangle of her hair and feathers, before turning to head out the door.]
C’mon, those fireworks aren’t going to buy themselves.
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What're you gonna charge me, anyway?
[ Call her curious as they start on their trek to the fish market, her language dropping a level in casualness. She walks close, not that she doesn't tend to when and where she's allowed with those she's lose to, but there's something like an added dimension should one be perceptive about it. The occasional brush of the hands that quickly devolves into her reaching outright to claim his hand might be a little telling. ]
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He pretended to look thoughtful as they headed out the door.]
Kisses may be the most obvious choice, but I'm already getting those free of charge.
[He grinned down at her, lacing their fingers together after a moment's consideration. He knew better than almost anyone how hard it was for Setsura to lose people, how much she needed physical connection, and how even though he had come back, it sometimes felt tenuous at best.]
What else ya got?
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You could always try massages. It'd take a bit longer, but you should feel it throughout the day if ya've got the patience for that sort of thing.
[ She squeezes his hand with that, opening a single eye to look at him, his expression with some subtlety. There's a grin set beneath the calm she holds at the corners of her mouth, but she's not going to let it tug through just yet. ]
Unless you're after something you can pick up on the go and put in your pocket so to speak. Kisses really are best for that kind of thing.
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[He nudged their shoulders together teasingly, before heading towards the market, pretending to consider this information.]
Dunno, I'll have to think about it. Maybe I should ask for a raise, considering all I have ta put up.
[Which honestly wasn't anything he hadn't signed up for or enjoyed, but it may be part of his mercenary upbringing, to always try to weasel a bit more for his skills. Or at least mercilessly tease Setsura about doing so.]
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Well, as long as Muchi isn't paying you in kisses, I don't mind. I'd hate to have to upset Eri-chan when we're having such great weather, you know?