METRO MASTERPOST.

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characters so far:
-h. andersen: author, resides in polis
-guy cecil: ranger, resides in polis
-chara: orphan, resides in exhibition
-rei ayanami: ranger, resides in sparta base

Comments

[heritors]

[ She hums in response, perhaps just as casual as he is — this is their life now, whether they want it or not, and humans are incredibly adaptable. Finally ( reluctantly ) lets go of the hand on her shoulder, if only to fix the bag strap on the other. ]

I'm certain they have outgrown rat traps decades ago. [ Just saying, the last thing they want these days is cheese. Probably. The "lovely" in his question is ignored ( sorry Guy, you know how much of a flirt her brother is ), but she does answer— ]

It's been a while since I've been at my apartment. The lamp for the peace lily needs to have its bulb changed, [ Because obviously, he needs to be kept up-to-date on the plant he gifted her ] among— er, other things. [ ... Yeah. ]

And yourself?

[gardians]

[Touch is something the underground has too much of -- accidental, violent, fearful. But there's always a comfort to Lucina's presence that helps calm Guy down. Helps steady and focus him, even in the heat of a fight or simply the jostling of the crowd.]

Sounds like it's about time for me to lend a hand.

[As if he knows any more about plants than she does. (He doesn't.)]

I'm on leave. So... if you don't mind me taking up your space...

[heritors]

Not at all. [ — And maybe that answer comes a moment too quick, her jumping at the opportunity to see a friendly ( comfortable ) face as soon as it's presented in front of her. She pauses, wills the color creeping up her neck to stay down ( it moves behind her ears, hidden by her hair, small mercies— ), before clearing her throat. ]

That is— if you're certain you have nothing else pressing. [ She couldn't take his time away, after all. ]