[ Well that's. Weird. Siffrin moved into the apartments like all the other new arrivals upon finding himself in Ellipsa, but not many people have come to his door. This isn't Vaugarde, where people commonly walk into one another's houses uninvited to explore the first room (after all, going any farther than that would be rude). The concept is still weird to him, but he'd almost half-expected it; so it's weird to have a guest all of a sudden when he hasn't been expecting one...but. Maybe it's some sort of message? A notice? Someone trying to make door-to-door sales??
[Said with the biggest, most awful grin on his screen, even leaning in as he says it. An arm on the door to keep it open and everything.
Hopefully Siffrin doesn't have a heart condition or anything, because Chipp's really not bothering to keep his unsettlingness in check.]
Since you too strapped for time to come see me, I thought I'd do ya a favor and come see you! You so eager to pass up on meetin' with me - only right for me to help out a neighbor where I can.
(For just a moment, you almost panic. But then you realize: )
(Is this person......wearing a box on their head??)
(What a weird choice in costume.)
Yeah, this is weird. This is incredibly weird. Siffrin has no idea who this giant box-wearing person is, but they're giving him that weird spine-tingle that says maybe he should grab his dagger and stay at the ready. A hand does go to his side beneath his cloak, but. Stabbing someone he's just met isn't really his style.
On guard it is! (You lean back and squeeze the edge of the door.) ]
[Without any fanfare, Chipp pulls his device out of his cloak and shows it to Siffrin. On its screen is their conversation, of course. And on his screen is a grin that can't really be called friendly.
[With even less fanfare, Chipp reaches down and picks Siffrin up by a handful of his clothes. Just scoops him right up as he moves further into Siff's apartment.]
Got it in one, li'l man. Call me Chipp. I'll be your personal, one-on-one interview with the dead, today! I betcha real excited.
[ SWEET JESUS-- Oh stars, OH STARS. Siffrin doesn't?? Know how to handle this??? On the one hand, someone he doesn't know has just gone and picked him up (and wow, you sure don't know how to feel about that! But it's! Irritating!) but also: SOMEONE HE DOESN'T KNOW HAS GONE AND PICKED HIM UP and the tiny moment of sheer, awkward, unprepared dread and anxiety that produces is enough to get him to freeze up. Goosebumps break out all over his body! ]
[The kick does definitely get Chipp to let go, but not because it hurt (sorry, Siffrin). Rather, it's more the shock that someone so tiny would actually do that to someone as big and mean as him, of all people (again, sorry Siffrin).
It takes him a second to process what just happened, but after a moment? Teeth break out on his screen, and he laughs. ... As much as he can, anyway.]
Awww, you spicy-spicy, huh!? Never met a lil shit like you, willin' to 'n fight the wolf that's got ya! Gotta say, I'm a real big fan o' that, me.
Just for that, I'm not gonna grab you with my magic and throw you through the air like a meatball.
[Instead? The armchair he planned to plonk Siffrin down into turns to face the little dagger wielder.]
[ He's not his party's rogue-type for nothing!! He couldn't very well proclaim to help Mirabelle on her quest to save Vaugarde from the King if he was going to let someone like Chipp deter him. Is he thrown off? Yes! Does that mean he throws in the towel? Heck no!
He just needs to suss out the situation a little more. This "Chipp" person is awfully corporeal for a ghost, so...that's something. They're also built like a darn house, that's another thing. Probably not a good idea to try and get into a fight if he can avoid it.
So...talking it is? ]
That's very chairitable of you. [ But. ] I think I'll stand.
... Y'know, as a gentleman, havin' my offer get refused just don't sit well with me. You lucky this ain't my house. Wouldn't stand for that kinda rudeness under my roof.
[He'll just take over the entire couch. Which doesn't really fit the whole gentleman thing he just mentioned, but whatever. All he cares about is that his ass is comfy.]
[ HA. Oh, those weren't half-bad, actually. Siffrin didn't expect a fellow comedian?? This is a nice surprise. Though his cloak hides his face some, Chipp will catch the subtle twitch at the corner of Siffrin;s mouth when he delivers such excellent puns.
He can almost overlook the claiming of his couch! Almost. ]
[ That, and you never know when they're there. They appear out of nowhere, might give a cryptic message, make unsettling noises or maybe cause something to move that shouldn't... They're other in that uncanny way that gives Siffrin the heebie-jeebies. ]
Mm.
[ Did I tell you he's a #conversationalist ? absolute chatterbox over here. ]
Wonderful. I shall arrive at your place this afternoon.
It’s a date!
[Date???
Date. Why did he say that.
There’s no time to panic or agonize over the text he sent though. True to his word, Tsukasa does arrive at Siffrin’s apartment later, dressed nicely. He gives their door a shy knock.]
[ IF IT HELPS, calling it a "date" goes right over Siffrin's head...because who could ever be interested in him that way??? No one ever, that's who! Hahaha...ha... The biggest focus for him is that apparently they're doing this right now. He'll need to get out of bed! Ignoring taming his wild hair and just put a hat on! Get dressed!
He manages it, but he's still in that awake-but-kinda-groggy state by the time Tsukasa arrives with his tiny knocking. Sleeping until 1pm....the dream. Siffrin heads over and opens the door with a smile. ]
[The curtain rises and Tsukasa isn’t ready. But he forces himself to be ready. A brilliant smile is flashed at Siffrin and, hand over heart, he does his very best impression of the Otome Love Interest Pose and softens his voice.]
Hey. Sorry I’m late.
[He’s not late but it sounded…fitting? It’s only then Tsukasa notices the state or Siffrin’s appearance and gasps.
[ OH CUTE...that pose. That's just like something Isa and Mira would do--did, in fact, every time it was time to declare their Beauty Alliance in the House of Change. It's a homesick-inducing, but sweet reminder of the people he misses.
(You do your best to act normal about it.)
Once again the point = flying RIGHT OVER his messy-haired little head. ]
Not for a couple of hours. [Despite his nerves, Tsukasa finds himself relaxing, excited to see a show with a fellow theatre fan. Siffrin is easy to talk to.
And cute. Very cute.]
We’re in no rush. Did you want to do anything beforehand?
;v; he's as tall as mirabelle!!!! with his heels...
[ Tsukasa, you hardly look stronger than him?? Look at those noodle limbs. He may be taller, but when Siffrin pictures StrengthTM, something more...Isabeau comes to mind. ]
Sounds like the teleporter's going to be doing most of the heavy lifting.
[ Get it...because carrying. heavy lifting.
(Urgh, that sounded so much better inside your own head.) ]
[Honestly Siffrin is right. In any sort of real battle he would be useless. Siffrin would completely outshine him.
But he's confident he could hold Siffrin in anything choreographed!
He tries not to cringe at himself when he realizes the line flew right over Siffrin's messy, fluffy head. Maybe that's a good thing. What a wonderful, graceful way to save the conversation from losing its footing and becoming a moment Tsukasa would be embarrassed about later!]
You're right. Although you don't look very difficult to carry...oh! Have you been to the teleporter yet?
[ presses f to pay respects to poor Tsukasa....someone hit Siffrin over the head with a giant sign or something here, it'll take him like 25 loops to figure it out otherwise-- ]
I haven't, no.
[ It's not like he's been holing up in his room to avoid things, but...his usual want to wander has been tempered, a little. The colours still hurt his eye and the ever-present thought of what if your friends arrive and you're not here? lingers in the back of his mind.
[It's fine!!! That wasn't his best line anyway! Maybe Siffrin doesn't appreciate that sort of dialogue. But he's clever and quick, so maybe he'd like that more...?]
It does! It's true to its name. It can be a bit disorienting if you're not used to it. Do you get any sort of motion sickness...?
[ (You don't remember. Have you ever been motion sick before...?)
Siffrin tries to recall an instance where he's felt nauseous, but the only thing that comes to mind is the 'Super-Potion' incident, but the only motion involved there was a lot of heaving, as it were. ]
Oh! You prefer the scenic route? A long, intimate talk that leads us to our destination? I should have asked before, but we certainly have time for that if you’d prefer!
[ Siffrin's whole journey back home has been about walking! Walking to this temple, walking to that temple...walking along and wandering around...walking through the floors of the House of Change over and over and over.
A little more walking won't kill him (haha. haaaaa) ]
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justattack) wrote2027-12-23 10:44 am
-> action, rip to siffrin
Just that. A knock.]
SCREAM,S
Siffrin heads over to the door, and opens it. ]
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[Said with the biggest, most awful grin on his screen, even leaning in as he says it.
An arm on the door to keep it open and everything.
Hopefully Siffrin doesn't have a heart condition or anything, because Chipp's really not bothering to keep his unsettlingness in check.]
Since you too strapped for time to come see me, I thought I'd do ya a favor and come see you!
You so eager to pass up on meetin' with me - only right for me to help out a neighbor where I can.
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(For just a moment, you almost panic. But then you realize: )
(Is this person......wearing a box on their head??)
(What a weird choice in costume.)
Yeah, this is weird. This is incredibly weird. Siffrin has no idea who this giant box-wearing person is, but they're giving him that weird spine-tingle that says maybe he should grab his dagger and stay at the ready. A hand does go to his side beneath his cloak, but. Stabbing someone he's just met isn't really his style.
On guard it is! (You lean back and squeeze the edge of the door.) ]
Sorry, who are you??
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On its screen is their conversation, of course. And on his screen is a grin that can't really be called friendly.
Need he say anything more? (Yes, probably.)]
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Oh. ( Oh. ) ]
--Ah.
[ Chipp doesn't LOOK like a ghost...??? But how the heck did this person find him??????? ]
The Ghostly One.
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Just scoops him right up as he moves further into Siff's apartment.]
Got it in one, li'l man. Call me Chipp.
I'll be your personal, one-on-one interview with the dead, today!
I betcha real excited.
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SWEET JESUS--Oh stars, OH STARS. Siffrin doesn't?? Know how to handle this??? On the one hand, someone he doesn't know has just gone and picked him up (and wow, you sure don't know how to feel about that! But it's! Irritating!) but also: SOMEONE HE DOESN'T KNOW HAS GONE AND PICKED HIM UP and the tiny moment of sheer, awkward, unprepared dread and anxiety that produces is enough to get him to freeze up. Goosebumps break out all over his body! ]2/2
Siffrin lands on one foot harder than the other, hand back on his dagger. ]
Thrilled.
[ (Ow. What is this person made of, rocks?? It's like kicking a brick wall. Your ankle throbs.) ]
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Rather, it's more the shock that someone so tiny would actually do that to someone as big and mean as him, of all people (again, sorry Siffrin).
It takes him a second to process what just happened, but after a moment?
Teeth break out on his screen, and he laughs. ... As much as he can, anyway.]
Awww, you spicy-spicy, huh!? Never met a lil shit like you, willin' to 'n fight the wolf that's got ya!
Gotta say, I'm a real big fan o' that, me.
Just for that, I'm not gonna grab you with my magic and throw you through the air like a meatball.
[Instead? The armchair he planned to plonk Siffrin down into turns to face the little dagger wielder.]
Here - sit down. Let's talk.
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He just needs to suss out the situation a little more. This "Chipp" person is awfully corporeal for a ghost, so...that's something. They're also built like a darn house, that's another thing. Probably not a good idea to try and get into a fight if he can avoid it.
So...talking it is? ]
That's very chairitable of you. [ But. ] I think I'll stand.
1/2;
You lucky this ain't my house. Wouldn't stand for that kinda rudeness under my roof.
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[He'll just take over the entire couch. Which doesn't really fit the whole gentleman thing he just mentioned, but whatever.
All he cares about is that his ass is comfy.]
So. How you think about ghosts?
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He can almost overlook the claiming of his couch! Almost. ]
...
They're...spooky?
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But sure, runnin' with that - why?
Why you think they spooky?
[Said as he shifts, his elbows sitting on his knees like he's a dad talking to his kid who just snuck back in from a party.]
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Siffrin shifts his weight from one foot to the next--and then immediately back. Ow. Forgot about the ankle. ]
Because they're what's left behind, I guess? They haunt places.
ok i am no longer consumed by pokemon
So the hauntin' is what scares ya? Them hangin' 'round 'cause they can't move on.
Am I hearin' you right?
i fell asleep :'>
Mm.
[ Did I tell you he's a #conversationalist ? absolute chatterbox over here. ]
un: loud
Are you busy right now?
un: funnyjokespun
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There is a new show at the theatre. I thought it might be nice to attend it together. Would you be interested?
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[ a.k.a: Siffrin caught hook. line. SINKER. ]
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Sure! Sounds like fun.
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It’s a date!
[Date???
Date. Why did he say that.
There’s no time to panic or agonize over the text he sent though. True to his word, Tsukasa does arrive at Siffrin’s apartment later, dressed nicely. He gives their door a shy knock.]
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He manages it, but he's still in that awake-but-kinda-groggy state by the time Tsukasa arrives with his tiny knocking. Sleeping until 1pm....the dream. Siffrin heads over and opens the door with a smile. ]
Hey.
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Hey. Sorry I’m late.
[He’s not late but it sounded…fitting? It’s only then Tsukasa notices the state or Siffrin’s appearance and gasps.
He looks lovely! And he has the charming hat!]
always the charming hat!!
(You do your best to act normal about it.)
Once again the point = flying RIGHT OVER his messy-haired little head. ]
What time is the show?
[ Does that mean they should leave now...? ]
adds several inches to his height T_T
And cute. Very cute.]
We’re in no rush. Did you want to do anything beforehand?
;v; he's as tall as mirabelle!!!! with his heels...
Siffrin blinks in confusion. ]
You mean like a walk? Does it take long to get there?
[ is this....an adventure?! ]
right...his heels. so tall!
Tsukasa waves his hands in a frantic attempt to...what? Explain the location???]
We don't have to walk far! There are teleportation nodes, so we can use one of those to reach our destination. Of course, if you get tired...
[It feels a bit silly, but he's nothing if not dedicated to the role.]
I can always sweep you off your feet~
he's super-tall!!! really...;u;
[ Tsukasa, you hardly look stronger than him?? Look at those noodle limbs. He may be taller, but when Siffrin pictures StrengthTM, something more...Isabeau comes to mind. ]
Sounds like the teleporter's going to be doing most of the heavy lifting.
[ Get it...because carrying. heavy lifting.
(Urgh, that sounded so much better inside your own head.) ]
the tallest!
But he's confident he could hold Siffrin in anything choreographed!
He tries not to cringe at himself when he realizes the line flew right over Siffrin's messy, fluffy head. Maybe that's a good thing. What a wonderful, graceful way to save the conversation from losing its footing and becoming a moment Tsukasa would be embarrassed about later!]
You're right. Although you don't look very difficult to carry...oh! Have you been to the teleporter yet?
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I haven't, no.
[ It's not like he's been holing up in his room to avoid things, but...his usual want to wander has been tempered, a little. The colours still hurt his eye and the ever-present thought of what if your friends arrive and you're not here? lingers in the back of his mind.
(You really should get out more, huh?) ]
Does it really teleport you to a different place?
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It does! It's true to its name. It can be a bit disorienting if you're not used to it. Do you get any sort of motion sickness...?
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[ (You don't remember. Have you ever been motion sick before...?)
Siffrin tries to recall an instance where he's felt nauseous, but the only thing that comes to mind is the 'Super-Potion' incident, but the only motion involved there was a lot of heaving, as it were. ]
What's it like?
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[Siffrin might as well have told him he can time travel! Tsukasa’s eyes are wide and impressed.]
It…hm. Feels like getting a disorienting headache? That can leave you feeling queasy.
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[ That sounds awful???? ]
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[ Siffrin's whole journey back home has been about walking! Walking to this temple, walking to that temple...walking along and wandering around...walking through the floors of the House of Change over and over and over.
A little more walking won't kill him (haha. haaaaa) ]
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[That's a lot of walking!!!]
How have you been adjusting so far?