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WHAT in person YOU FOOLS
WHERE THE MALL
WHEN Day 5*

[ You were probably minding your own business, just doing normal business things like working or walking or not going to work. NORMAL THINGS.

Some of you may be drawn to a rather odd door that you can find behind the mall... I am Jack's Unique Sense of Millennial Apathy and this is fight club.

Other people might just be checking out some like. stores where you don't have to bleed to buy.

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[ this guy is just looking at surrounding neighborhood or buildings or whatever with some slight anxiety.

And reading the pamphlet in his hands with his eyes narrowed ]

... I suppose it could be worse...

Edited 2017-05-27 23:53 (UTC)

Have you just arrived?

[ still in his court robes, stained and tattered and. Definitely having seen better days.

He starts a bit at the voice, unsure. ]

Ah... yes. I apologize if I'm in the way.

[...kind of want to help this guy out]

No, not at all. Did you have any questions?

I. Um.

... I'm afraid I'm not familiar with much of anything here.

[can he maybe guide gale to a place to sit down. gently trying that]

Is there anything you'd most like to know?

[ letting him, but a bit wary. He does pull out his phone tho ]

... I'm not sure what this is?

[pretty ultra nonthreatening]

It's a device that allows communication over long distances.

[this dude is currently sitting by himself in the food court, slurping the last of a smoothie and watching people walk by

his table is strewn with a whole bunch of job applications that he's put his name on and then abandoned]

[ listen. i just got dead, okay, it's been like four hours.

tapping dubiously at the touch screen. ]

Like... a radio?

[SHRUGS] I'm not personally familiar with any of it; I'm sorry. I've been slow to learn.

[ just... puts it away. ]

I can't say I blame you...

I'll get to it eventually.

[cautious] But are you sure you aren't hungry, or...?

[how to say "you look rough" politely.] Many people seem to need a little help getting comfortable, on their first day.

I... Um. I don't think I could stomach any food, just yet. But I thank you.

[ he's. quite nauseated. unconsciously rubs a knuckle against the corner of his mouth, like trying to rub something away, but there's nothing there. ]

I don't... really know. About all of this. I'm very sorry, I know this is troublesome-- you certainly don't have to waste time on my account.

[there's some guy filling bird feeders in the park. he doesn't have any kind of uniform and there's a welcome brochure still in his back pocket, but]

[there he is]

[filling bird feeders]

Aaand a pinch of cayenne to tell the squirrels to fuck off.

It isn't at all troublesome, and I don't feel as though I'm wasting my time. There's no need to apologize.

[a slight smile, trying to put him at ease] I can offer you a stiff drink, if by any chance you could stomach that.

...Do birds not taste spice?

[also wandering through the mall with a bit more purpose. The sight of Saitama makes him pause, stopping to look. It's he trying to decide which one to apply to?]

Nope. Birds don't process capsaicin like mammals do. They'll eat red chilis like it's nothing.

[ a pause ]

... I'm not certain what you mean.

[oop. dropping his gaze casually]

To fortify your spirits, I meant. I'm mostly joking. I didn't mean to be overly familiar.

No, I-- I don't know what a "stiff drink" is...?

Ah. Alcohol.

--oh. Oh. I.

[ hesitates ]

... um. I-- if you wish. I mean.

It's nothing to do with what I wish. I only meant if you thought it would help; you might certainly rather find a place to stay first.

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