nogiku...! i don't know what to expect

[disestablishment]

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[pura]

Have you talked to them much?

[Based on what he just asked, she's assuming no. Bless his heart.

But it's on the sixth floor, yes! They would See the Door, first. Though Nogiku pauses in front of it... for some reason? And frowns.]

[disestablishment]

I've had a couple of engagements with Ser Damien and Ser Kazuma. Eccentric in their own ways, but nothing I'd deem incorrigible.

[ SO... YEAH. AYMERIC IS WRONG PROBABLY? He pauses when she just...

leers at the door.


He lets her do that for a while. ]

Aught amiss, Mistress Nogiku?

[pura]

Ah, that explains it. Damien-san and Asogi-san aren't the worst of the bunch.

[He is so wrong.

But she continues to leer at the door.]

It's just... [Hm.] Maybe it's better to just show you. Do you want to see what the wrong conditions entail?

[disestablishment]

[ looks at saturday and sunday looks into camera yeah he's wrong. ]

I suppose. Seeing them myself would provide insight in how we could possibly make any changes for you...

[ His tone isn't HOPEFUL, but it's genuine. Halone help. ]

[pura]

... Alright.

[Well!

She unlocks the door

and he is immediately smacked in the face by the harsh glow of red LED lights and tension.

Does he dare venture inside?]

[disestablishment]

[ He does because he has dealt with war since he was born. Man cave LED lights won't scare him. ]

[pura]

[Then, in he goes!

For some reason he will suddenly feel very focused and determined? Nogiku closes the door behind them, frowning already.]

[disestablishment]

[ ... WOW THE VIBE? Also, is she going to stab him here. ]

'Tis quite different. Verdant gives a sense of calm, but I had thought it came with the aesthetic. Scarlet, however... The sensations are palpable.

[pura]

[imagine if i said, yeah, she's gonna stab him in the back with her lisa frank knife in the name of the church.]

Isn't it annoying? It makes it nearly impossible to relax.

[disestablishment]

[ you would never play a churchie kyuu don't kid me ]

Aye... The bolstering is strong enough where I think one would dream of endeavors and conquering them in their sleep. Rest should be rest.

[ looks

at

the muscular pin-ups. ]

... I am unsure what purpose these serve.

[pura]

[:thinking:

she looks at the pin ups with such disdain.]

Tch. Inspire a man to dream of a whole different kind of endeavor, and how to conquer it.

[disestablishment]

[ ………… huh. ]

Brawn is not always the solution to problems. [ Uh. ] In ways, the number of these are somewhat unsettling.

[pura]

Is brawn the right word for it...? Well, whatever. You're right that they're unsettling.

[disestablishment]

... Obsession with strength, mayhap? Now that I think some more, I did have a friend who oft wax lyricals about muscles.

[ it's fine ]

In the end, I cannot judge someone's tastes.

[ decides this is hornt material. ]

[pura]

You can. You should. It came decorated this way.

[KINKSHAME THE PRISM, SIR.]

[disestablishment]

[ .... ]

Have you tried disposing them? Or donating them to other floors?

[pura]

[lifts her eyebrows]

You want these on your floor?

[disestablishment]

Mayhap Marine would enjoy it to keep their posters company.

[ side steps ]