isleofavalon | a man's gotta be quiet with slicked-back hair (catch-all)

a. becoming a legend
[ Just a handful of times Juza'd let himself tag along to something like this. His own interest is sort of limited; he knows his way about the first few stages of Knights of the Round Experience because Itaru-san had made him download the game and he'd kept his avatar walking for a little bit of playtime.

Kumon and Muku would really be into this. And while he thought as much to himself, standing in front of one of the more extravagant booths that offer a model of your custom character, he got talked into buying one before being able to help it. From accessing the game on his phone easily, to printing that 15 cm figurine, it's not long at all before he holds the likeness of his avatar, shining armor and everything, in his hand. It is cool, but Juza's not the type to geek out.

Even so, he'll look at it for a while... And maybe hold up the people behind him. ]

b. cosplay conundrum
[ Heir to one of the six gems, not by blood but mere fate, the stone Juza represents is streaked with red veins. His costume is speckled with the same bright colors on top of black as the bloodstone necklace in his hand. He grips it tightly, but to see. Courage and power. The lines of the performance echo deep in his mind, his voice for them in his chest. ]

I won't offer up my help unconditionally. I seek strength.

[ It's an etude. ]

Edited 2022-04-02 22:20 (UTC)

[The moment Tsuzuru heard those words he turned around to look for the source. How could he forget those words when he wrote them? He walked around and looked for Juza when he found him. He couldn't believe how similar the outfit looked as if Yuki made it for them that night at the play. Tsuzuru managed to find his steampunk outfit before he got on the floor. He walked over to watch Juza's show. He gave a small wave as he started watching him.]

[ Taichi's idea of shopping everyone's groceries together is only budding. It really is more difficult when they aren't all living at the dorm, but walking through the store behind Izumi is something Juza's done then too. He's pushing the cart as it's filling up, getting heavier to maneuver around. Rice and noodles, some canned goods that had a sign up for a sale right in the aisle; so they ended up taking a lot more.

Now, between shelves of bread, sliced and in whole loaves, from white to wholegrain, burger buns, croissants and poundcake, even packaged madeleines and muffins, brownies (not the fairies)... Juza is staring at an assortment of roll cakes.

There are at least three different kinds to look at. His eyes are fixed—like he's being hypnotized by the swirl of cream within the sponge cake—until he hears the director's smaller voice, struggling to reach something up top. He snaps out of his daydream of eating a slice or two, maybe even three. ]

My bad. I'll get it.

Edited (title...) 2022-04-03 23:47 (UTC)

( the good thing about living in the same building as Juza and Taichi, at least, is the ability to shop together. being without the dorm's army of guys has been a double edged sword in many ways — the peace and quiet is nice sometimes, but at others it just feels lonely and silent. still, she's only a couple of floors away from Juza and Taichi, and people are willing and happy to come and go from her flat. her days here are still good and full, and despite the itching in her chest, Izumi is in a good mood as they shop — loading the trolley up with things for both their places and Kaika itself. )

Thank you, Juza-kun.

( she's quieter (in volume) than normal this shopping trip, controlling her volume like she's wary of aggravating a sore throat if she speaks too loudly, but she manages a grateful smile as he reaches for the flour they've stashed just out of Izumi's reach, and steps back towards the spot where Juza's attention was drawn.

... the roll cake finds itself dropped in the trolley — two packs, in fact. one for her, and one for Juza. )

[ If she had everyone from Mankai company around, Izumi could get so many high-shelved items grabbed at once. Going grocery shopping with more than a couple of people, despite the ease of splitting up and carrying everything home, 's always a little stressful, though. Juza doesn't find the sweet addition to their shopping yet as he gets a few packs down. ]

Sure. [ But he's noticed something else until now. He asks after putting the flour in the cart. ] You okay, director? You didn't catch cold or somethin'? [ 'Cause if it's this kind of weather... maybe they should also buy tea and honey.

Ah, Taichi wanted to stock up on honey; those honey lemons are really just disappearing...... ]

( she could, god bless all her tall actors! but it's certainly easier to just go with Juza rather than everyone. they're also a lot and need wrangling, otherwise Kazunari would be off photographing something cool, Sakyo would be distracted by a sale and it'd all be a mess. )

Um... Maybe? ( her voice is reedy, which either lends credence to what she says or exposes it as a lie. ) My throat's a little sore.

( which is true, but the fact that it's sore from coughing up petals... well, she'll keep that to herself for now. )

Let's keep going. ( a smile, before she glances at her phone to check her list. ) Is there anything else you wanted to get, Juza-kun?

'kay. [ That kind of answer just means he shouldn't be too worried, right? Juza himself is pretty healthy and resilient, but even so the occasional cold gets him. No need to say that he takes his tea with lots of honey... ] Think 's the next aisle.

[ He pushes the cart along, since it's heavier now and if Izumi 's a little under the weather she shouldn't strain herself.

Hmph. What do they need at home? Coming along to be the muscle is easier than organizing the shopping itself. But Juza has a little list on a sheet of notepad, right now pinched between his palm and the cart's handle. Besides honey...... ]

Pasta. Eggs... [ Looking as serious as if he's got his head in an alchemy textbook. ]

[ Juza's jacket is soaked through, not enough to hold up against the downpour this month. His hair too and his shirt just about after only holding that flimsy shelter over his head all the way here. Taichi'd already left and must've taken the one umbrella they have.

As he knocks on Sakyo's door and waits, Juza wonders why he even ended up walking so desperately.

Nothing happened, except for waking up with his head buzzing and that weird feeling of a dream you couldn't put your finger on what's wrong with it, yet keep thinking about. It's not like he forgot anything...... Other than make up a good reason for puddling up rainwater here. ]

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[ Magic gone wrong is on the menu every month... Those poor people that stumble into it, huh? Juza volunteered to be part of the clean-up crew in the cake house. And if you could like, physically raise your hand to a task on the quest board, his arm must've shot up at super-sonic speed. As it were there was definitely some sparkle in his eye when he read over it.

There's probably something like it now, too, standing in a room that looks like any ordinary living space but is probably—hopefully—All. Cake. That gaze...... It's the realization of having found a real Schlauraffen Land, and at the same time determination to try a bite of everything. His tastebuds and his stomach are built for this.

Even the pack of tissues he takes from the coffee table, while looking realistic, feels heavy and dense like a chocolate cake filled with creamy ganache. He takes a bite right then and there. ] Mmmh...

[ They haven't talked at all outside of Kaika rehearsals - and even during, it was mostly simple and polite greetings when they weren't acting alongside each other - so Mamori really didn't know what to expect when she spotted Juza in the house alongside her. But that quiet look of delight as he goes to town on several cakeified (that's not a word) items definitely isn't it.

She has a very real book in her hands as she approaches him, head tilted slightly to the side. ] Have you found anything yet, Juza-san? [ besides cake. she can tell he's found cake ]

[ 'Gap-moe' has been explained to him... but Juza doesn't care about that so much in the moment. Heck, even Settsu couldn't ruin this for him if he popped up all of a sudden. ]

Nope. [ In a tone and with an expression that doesn't mind about flunking this quest if he just keeps eating. Cakeified is a word people should be able to use more often in their daily life, his opinion. ] You? [ If Mamori doesn't wanna taste-test the book on its cake-ification, he's happy to help. He's got two hands ~~for two pieces of cake~~. ]

...Been to the kitchen? [ Just 'cause he could do with a glass of milk between the tissues and...a CD(?). ]

[ W-well, if he's eating all the cake, that's just a way of finding what isn't cake! Right? And the food show host part of her is happy to see him enjoying eating so much.

... But she still holds that entirely real book a little closer to her chest. ] Only a book so far. But I haven't been to the kitchen yet!

[ She turns (and thankfully the floor isn't cake too, so it's not difficult at all to do so). ] I think it's this way. [ Time to investigate! ... and hope the appliances haven't also been turned to cake... ]

[ ...Right...? That's a really good point, Juza'd be happy to agree. But he's happy with just cake too, after all. ] Huh. That's somethin'. [ Juza's hungry gaze leaves the book behind. ]

Kitchen's probably... [ The only place where there should reasonably be a lot of cake. So there should be more cake than anywhere else in this house; is that even still possible?? Juza follows her with a completely different hope, but finds himself chaperoning Mamori's expedition. ]

You got a clue what else we're lookin' for?

[ Imagine how disappointing it’d be if there was actually no cake in the kitchen. That’s probably not the case given how, uh, effective the spell’s been shown to be thus far, but it’s not impossible…?

Only one way to find out! And that’s by investigating the kitchen properly. As with the other rooms they’ve searched, everything appears normal at first glance.

But before she starts her search anew, or tries to open the fridge, ] I’m not sure. The request was rather vague… [ As she’s saying this, she’s shaking her head and pulling out her phone with a gloved, frosting-covered hand to read the listing one more time. ] It just says there’s “some items”.

a man's gotta be quiet with slicked-back hair (catch-all)

April

CameCon / open

B) I'm sorry I meant to come here earlier in the month!

grocery shopping / currysseur

my darling!

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MANKAI Flashback...? / revile

Ausgust

🛡 QUEST: Cake or Fake?

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