diluc [spacecoast]

[verminous]

shitposts later or never! GRABBING MY OMO

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[verminous]

Knew the perks had to end somewhere.

[he's not exactly the easiest to share a bed with to begin with, what with... you know. giant bug arm.

gregor picks up one of the pillows, though, eyeing the floor.]

Ah, well-- I've slept in worse places.

[pyromance]

...We can alternate nights. [ it would hardly seem fair otherwise. ]

There are spare blankets in the lounge, I believe.

[ me literally reporting to mods just now that diluc is yoinking some makeshift bedding...

also he's eyeing gregor's BUG ARM but clearly trying to decide whether it is polite to broach the subject............. ]

[verminous]

-sure?

[there's slight confusion there. someone... offering to swap? instead of just taking the bed? this is unexpected, but he's sure not complaining.

he doesn't miss diluc eyeing his arm, though, and after a few moments:]

Trying not to ask, eh.

[pyromance]

[ sweet gregor... ]

I'm admittedly curious. But you're not obligated to share.

[ oops they haven't even introduced themselves yet. ]

[verminous]

It's an augmentation. They're pretty common, where Rodya and I come from, but, well. Most aren't like this.

[generally, people do Not decide to improve themselves with bug features.]

[pyromance]

Rodya. [ his expression lifts slightly with recognition. ]

I met her just earlier. Your colleague, then?

[ as for the arm... ]

What purpose does the augmentation serve?

[ business? pleasure? COMBAT? ]

[verminous]

We've been working together for a little while.

[their bus crew... if only faust and yi sang were here. they'd have had this all figured out.]

But this was... experimental. Had it about 21 years by now.

[pyromance]

Close colleague, then. [ diluc amends. UNLESS SOMETHING'S GONE TERRIBLY WRONG BETWEEN THEM in which case he is so sorry for his grave oversight. ]

I see.

[ he really does not... but 21 years is quite a long time, so diluc presumes he's accustomed to it now...

there's a brief pause, before it abruptly occurs to him, ]

...Where are my manners. I believe introductions are in order. My name is Diluc.

[verminous]

Haha, right, right... guess I forgot too. I'm Gregor.

[he only has the wrong hand to offer for handshakes, so he simply does not, giving diluc a sharp little wave instead.]

Pleasure working with ya, I'm sure.

[pyromance]

[ diluc doesn't seem to mind, and gives him a lil' wave back in solidarity. his expression hardly changes, but there is friendly intent. ]

Likewise. Are there any other arrangements we should discuss? I've no preference which side of the room I take.

[ the placements of the desks and closets are near-identical, but perhaps gregor will have a preference which way the closet door swings. ]

[verminous]

I'm left-handed, so...

[give him a second let him. check these doors actually. and see where his arm is least in the way.

after testing both-]

If you really don't mind, I'm gonna grab this one.

[the left closet when you walk in.]

[pyromance]

By all means.

[ right side for diluc, it is. easy-peasy. he goes over to store his second change of clothes—what a relief to get all those silly little genshin accessories out of the way. ]

[verminous]

Easy enough.

[he does the same with his second outfit-- it's a snappy-looking suit, for the record, embellished on the vest and shoes.]

Say, Diluc buddy, what were you up to before you showed up here?

[pyromance]

[ HANDSOME GREGOR!! ]

...Partaking in a harvest festival, last I recall.

[ his expression pinches a little, because like everyone else, he has no recollection of how he made it from there to here. ]

Yourself?

[verminous]

Work business. Wouldn't make much sense to sign on for a second job...

[he shuts the closet door and slides down to the floor to rest against it, exhaling a sigh.]

Looks like there's not much to be done for now, but it's awful strange.