puts them in the city obviously, right near those wrought-iron gates. Lavi doesn't have to stand on his tippytoes to peer over the throng of the crowd currently camping out, but the vibe is there. He tries once or twice to ask a demon what's going on, but they take one look at him and ignore him... his newbie vibes... Eventually, he comes back to Kon, one hand plucking at the collar of his uniform.]
You think I should ditch the uniform? Maybe I'll look friendlier if I'm wearing... [his eye slides past a group of humans dressed in coachella outfits, wow] ...that?
[ surprise i was prepared, the fit is this but with this jacket instead.
kon doesn't act like a tourist, fortunately, especially since he's spent the past six years before his death in tokyo. (as if he even had a newbie vibe when he was ten...) he's got his hands in his jacket pockets as he watches lavi, amused and fond. ]
I mean, we should probably get you some outfit choices if we do, in fact, get to go to the party. Or if we decide to gate crash it.
Might also be nice to get some variety now that the option is there.
[THE STYLE? but now that they're on the subject, Lavi steps close, raising his arm]
I asked Satan if we could still go, and he said he'd think about it. [so he can run a hand down the lapel of Kon's jacket, curious. and also. touch week.] But gate crashing works too, if he says no.
[what is he gonna do, kill them.... maybe put them in baby jail.... he's still touching Kon's chest-jacket.]
You look like you fit right in. [he also looks good, but does kon need to be told that]
It's, like, Bohemian? Bohemian chic? I'm used to Japanese street fashion, not that. It's more American.
[ western... in general. but not lavi's victorian ass. ]
What's he gonna do, put us in gay baby jail? Kill us more? We'd just show up in three hours to do it again. [ also they all have their powers now... for whatever that's worth.
kon doesn't seem to mind the touch, and wouldn't even if it wasn't touch week. but since it is touch week, he reaches to guide lavi by the wrist so that his arm goes over his shoulder, stepping into his space and bonking their heads affectionately together. same height rights. ]
This is more my speed. Not that the Edo chic doesn't work. [ deadpan ] We can find something that suits you, though.
[Not Lavi just mouthing 'gay baby jail' to himself like it's both the funniest and confusing thing he's heard from the moderns in superhell... but then he's head bonked! so he settles for laughter, reaching up to flick lightly at Kon's forehead. his is fine? he's wearing his stupid headband?]
Sure, you know that I'm all for trying new things.
[Even if the last time he got dressed up was during his murder trial, but it's fine, he didn't remember that part until the end?]
Speaking of, [new things] how well-traveled are you, anyway? I've always been curious.
[ watching lavi mouth gay baby jail is endlessly amusing to kon. but he scrunches his nose at being flicked, before he swoops forward and... peck! a smek right to the corner of his mouth before he sidesteps around him. ]
Not that well. I've never been outside of Japan, but with things a lot like Bicker at my fingertips, where I'm from, I've spoken to people from all around the world. [ time to go get lavi to try new things and make new memories that are more pleasant. ] And I like researching.
Sometimes you dive down a rabbit hole of information and don't come out until you've learned a chain of things you didn't know were related, even crossing country borders.
Lavi's brain temporarily goes on the fritz. It would be a longer blue screen if Kon kissed him on the lips, so maybe he should be grateful that he doesn't have to be a bottom longer than the few seconds he does take. UM.... UH.... Wow. Touch week is so powerful, just like alpha week, huh <-- lavi's thought process. Hopefully, Kon won't be too embarrassed once this effect is up, haha.
He moves to finally follow, taking longer steps so he can catch up,]
...Right, you're from the modern age. [It feels strange to say 'modern' when the 19th century feels the most advanced to him,] And information like that's readily available? Must be nice...
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puts them in the city obviously, right near those wrought-iron gates. Lavi doesn't have to stand on his tippytoes to peer over the throng of the crowd currently camping out, but the vibe is there. He tries once or twice to ask a demon what's going on, but they take one look at him and ignore him... his newbie vibes... Eventually, he comes back to Kon, one hand plucking at the collar of his uniform.]
You think I should ditch the uniform? Maybe I'll look friendlier if I'm wearing... [his eye slides past a group of humans dressed in coachella outfits, wow] ...that?
[give me a fit check for kon snow]
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kon doesn't act like a tourist, fortunately, especially since he's spent the past six years before his death in tokyo. (as if he even had a newbie vibe when he was ten...) he's got his hands in his jacket pockets as he watches lavi, amused and fond. ]
I mean, we should probably get you some outfit choices if we do, in fact, get to go to the party. Or if we decide to gate crash it.
Might also be nice to get some variety now that the option is there.
Probably not Coachella, though.
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[THE STYLE? but now that they're on the subject, Lavi steps close, raising his arm]
I asked Satan if we could still go, and he said he'd think about it. [so he can run a hand down the lapel of Kon's jacket, curious. and also. touch week.] But gate crashing works too, if he says no.
[what is he gonna do, kill them.... maybe put them in baby jail.... he's still touching Kon's chest-jacket.]
You look like you fit right in. [he also looks good, but does kon need to be told that]
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[ western... in general. but not lavi's victorian ass. ]
What's he gonna do, put us in gay baby jail? Kill us more? We'd just show up in three hours to do it again. [ also they all have their powers now... for whatever that's worth.
kon doesn't seem to mind the touch, and wouldn't even if it wasn't touch week. but since it is touch week, he reaches to guide lavi by the wrist so that his arm goes over his shoulder, stepping into his space and bonking their heads affectionately together. same height rights. ]
This is more my speed. Not that the Edo chic doesn't work. [ deadpan ] We can find something that suits you, though.
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Sure, you know that I'm all for trying new things.
[Even if the last time he got dressed up was during his murder trial, but it's fine, he didn't remember that part until the end?]
Speaking of, [new things] how well-traveled are you, anyway? I've always been curious.
[lavi's just confused by kon's isekai vibes]
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Not that well. I've never been outside of Japan, but with things a lot like Bicker at my fingertips, where I'm from, I've spoken to people from all around the world. [ time to go get lavi to try new things and make new memories that are more pleasant. ] And I like researching.
Sometimes you dive down a rabbit hole of information and don't come out until you've learned a chain of things you didn't know were related, even crossing country borders.
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Lavi's brain temporarily goes on the fritz. It would be a longer blue screen if Kon kissed him on the lips, so maybe he should be grateful that he doesn't have to be a bottom longer than the few seconds he does take. UM.... UH.... Wow. Touch week is so powerful, just like alpha week, huh <-- lavi's thought process. Hopefully, Kon won't be too embarrassed once this effect is up, haha.
He moves to finally follow, taking longer steps so he can catch up,]
...Right, you're from the modern age. [It feels strange to say 'modern' when the 19th century feels the most advanced to him,] And information like that's readily available? Must be nice...
What's the world like? Is it better?