Fanmail the Fourth

[idolpro]

Who: you and your adoring fan(mail)s ♥
Where: Hotel lobby
When: Day 55, evening

[ It's been pretty quiet lately, huh? Well . . . no. Every day is busy in Imeeji! You just want to relax and go home, right? Especially after going for a fun swim!

Well . . . Going home might be difficult for you. Press open on the elevators and you'll find that they open up to actual mountains of fanmail, haphazardly shoved in like jenga - if you're unlucky, you might even be literally buried in it. You can't even press the button from upstairs to go down to the lobby because the elevators are filled at max capacity. Surely they couldn't be that heavy though, right!?

Is this . . . the weight of love. . . . ?

The staircases are blocked with a couple boxes too, but nothing so obstructive that you can't push them away with a little elbow grease.

There's just . . . so much . . . . ]

Comments

[unbr8kable]

Yeah! Everyone's wearing all their clothes, that's a bonus.

[we_meet_again]

Definitely a plus!

Even if it's odd, at least it seems benign. I wish the same could be said for everyone's mail.

[unbr8kable]

Yeah... You get any stinkers?

[we_meet_again]

Surprisingly, no! I didn't. Everything I got was really nice.

I got a cute sketch, too, look!

[unbr8kable]

Aww, it suits you.

[we_meet_again]

I agree! I think a pastry larger than my entire body would suit me, too.

[unbr8kable]

[snickers]

Talk to Alcheme, that's what they do, isn't it?

[we_meet_again]

Apparently so!

I don't know any of them well enough to ask for favors, though. Maybe someday.

[unbr8kable]

Sounds like a good enough reason to meet them. They hold lives all the time, it's not hard.

[we_meet_again]

Yeah, that's... true.

I've spoken to a couple of them briefly, but it's hard for me to get a read on any of them.

[unbr8kable]

Well, if you just met 'em a few times, what do you expect? You're basically the story of stranger danger.

[we_meet_again]

What? Me?

Am I scary?

[unbr8kable]

The tall, handsome guy with a badass scar is definitely the beginning of some cautionary tales.

[we_meet_again]

...Oh.

Do you think there's something I could do to look more approachable?

[unbr8kable]

They say smiling's supposed to help. Alternately you could go the other direction and do the whole silent brooding type thing. Then just wait for them to get curious and come to you!

[we_meet_again]

I don't know if I have it in me to maintain a silent brooding gimmick. Guess I'm stuck with smiling.

Thanks for the tips.

[unbr8kable]

I think the obvious effort would only add to the charm.

But seriously though, just chat a couple times and you should get a feel for who you're dealing with. And then you can trade for all the wizard gear you could want.

[we_meet_again]

[Scratches his head]

Yeah... yeah. Maybe if I just talk to them more. Not that I'm angling for wizard gear or whatever, just... tryin' to be friendly.

Thanks for the advice.

[unbr8kable]

[shrugs]

You worried about something in particular?

[we_meet_again]

Nah, just being awkward, I guess.

Anyway, I could say the same thing about you. Is it just my imagination, or have you been kinda subdued lately?

[unbr8kable]

Uh,

[shrugs awkwardly, body language most certainly someone caught out]

What...makes you say that? I definitely talked to people and smiled and stuff, multiple times, probably. That wouldn't count as a normal amount of dued?

[we_meet_again]

You just haven't seemed to possess your normal amount of vim in the last few days.

Something on your mind?

[unbr8kable]

[hhhesitates...she did get eaten but so did everyone else and they're fine and it's already been like four days--she straightens, hooking her thumb in her pocket]

Just--tired. The days're getting colder, too, it's weird.

[we_meet_again]

[boy howdy the other people are not fine either.

He gives Nemesis a considering look, then rubs the back of his neck.]

I'm not going to push you to talk about stuff if you don't want to, but if you ever do, I'm happy to listen, you know?

I won't judge, and I can keep things between us, if that's what you're worried about.

[unbr8kable]

[her expression wavers a little, but doesn't entirely fade]

It... Okay. I'll keep that in mind.

Anyways, I should probably get going. Don't want my stuff to get caught up in the bonfire or anything.