call me out v. 13.0

[misheard]

Call out one of the characters from my muselist with a starter, a prompt, a general 'hey can we do something with these characters' comment, a smoke signal, etc., and I'll get back to you with some kind of RP thread!

Old CR, new CR, assumed CR, canonmates, AU, crossover, whatever, it's all good.

Comments

[aphrodissonance]

You're an author, though, aren't you? I'm sure you've written things worthy of being bragged about.

[thesettingsun]

Of course - you should read them when you get a chance - but I'm sure you've done plenty worth bragging about too.

[aphrodissonance]

[ nodding earnestly—of course she'll read them once she's finished her undignified comfort reading binge—but her eartufts flatten out to the sides. ]

Not yet. I'm still in university.

... Unless you want to count navigating noble politics while being an easy target, which upon thought I think I will.

[thesettingsun]

That sounds plenty hazardous.

[He has a hard enough time navigating literature circles' politics, much less nobility with assassinations and responsibilities and stuff.]

[aphrodissonance]

[ dry ]

It's... certainly something. Human girls can be terrible enough to their own; I'm lucky to be in a position where none of them want to get caught trying to outright bully me.

[thesettingsun]

I'd love to be in that position. Can you give me any tips?

[chuuya picks on him all the time... please...]

[aphrodissonance]

[ wincing ]

None that are easily applicable. My protection has more to do with my circumstances than my own behavior.

...I have found that not rising to attempts to get a reaction helps, though.

[thesettingsun]

That... might be difficult for me, but I'll try...

[He's an extremely reactive person.]

[aphrodissonance]

[ fight hard, Dazai. ]

It does take work. Good luck. ...In the meantime, if there's anything you'd like to vent about, I don't mind listening, since you've let me go on long enough.

[thesettingsun]

No, I couldn't do that, I want you to like me.

[and him venting usually makes people not like him... a whiny baby.]

[aphrodissonance]

[ the pleased fluff returns as both of her ears perk, and she stretches her neck towards him. ]

I do so far, and it takes a lot for me to dislike a person. But I won't pry.

[thesettingsun]

You're much nicer than most of my coworkers.

[aphrodissonance]

[ sorry Dazai did you want a really dumb muffled-to-the-point-of-near-inaudibility short trill ]

That's sweet of you to say. Are they the ones— ah. I'm sorry, I just said I wouldn't pry...

[thesettingsun]

Some of them. Most of them are just unsympathetic.

[To be fair, Dazai is getting bullied by a midget poet. First world problems.]

[aphrodissonance]

Ah... I see. That's unfortunate...

[thesettingsun]

It's fine, I'm used to being underappreciated.

[clearly they just don't understand his genius]

[aphrodissonance]

That's also unfortunate?

[thesettingsun]

[Opens his mouth. Closes it.]

...I'm pretty sure anything I say will make things seem worse?

[aphrodissonance]

[ half-mantles her wings and gives them a sharp shake to resettle the feathers before she primly tucks them back against her sides. ]

...I could repeat myself, but there's a line between joking about and beating a dead horse. Regardless— so far I am appreciating you very much, even if that may count for much coming from a stranger.

[thesettingsun]

[It means quite a bit, judging by the way he reddens and then perks up a little bit.]

I don't think there's anyone who doesn't like compliments from a beautiful woman.

[aphrodissonance]

[ she perks up right back, her eartufts pricking as she leans forward again to peer at him. that's obvious flattery, of course, but... ]

Perhaps as many as those who don't like compliments from charming men?

[thesettingsun]

[Bouncing a little on the balls of his feet now. He got praised, he got praised-]

So nobody at all!

[aphrodissonance]

I may know someone, but I think his problem is more that none of those who pay him compliments are people he considers beautiful or charming...

[ ...cute. she keeps watching him, intrigued— and then tilts her head and keeps going, so that she's looking at him nearly upside-down like an owl. ]

But I'll admit, I wasn't expecting you to put me in the former category.

[thesettingsun]

You're pretty in not-dragon terms, which means that you're pretty. I don't make the rules.

[aphrodissonance]

[ righting herself ]

There are different types of pretty. Not that I'm disagreeing with you; I'm just understandably not to most people's tastes in women.

[ pausing, before she adds, joking: ]

It's the lack of thumbs, mostly.