[ choso hustles, a considerable effort for a man who never runs unless necessity demands. it gets him back to everlight in short order (revelation? what's that?), slowing just enough on approach so that when he makes it to the kitchen, he isn't bursting in like some kinda impatient fool.
he still looks more On than he ever has, despite efforts; alert, upright, even his absurd pigtails seem to have more lift, but that could also be the air conditioning. ]
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he still looks more On than he ever has, despite efforts; alert, upright, even his absurd pigtails seem to have more lift, but that could also be the air conditioning. ]
I have arrived.
[ ore sanjou ]