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[supraliminally]

WHAT in person
WHERE ALL OVER
WHEN day 7, evening -> night
NOTES it's just a mingle really

[ Maybe you're getting off work now, or maybe you're just heading there. Or maybe you don't even have a job? Either way, it's a nice quiet evening to be outside in Quiet Mounds. Out on the streets, there's no sound at all. No birds or crickets, no murmur of crowds, no traffic. Isn't it peaceful? ]

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[mindinthegittern]

Of course I want to meet him. What's his name...?

[ghostfromthemachine]

Mikuo Hatsune.

[mindinthegittern]

Mikuo Hatsune...

[just saying it aloud to make sure he has the pronunciation]

Should I address him by his full name?

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ shaking her head ]

Just Mikuo is probably fine. You can use his family name if you want to be more polite, but I don't think he'd necessarily expect it here.

[mindinthegittern]

Alright, good to know.

[ghostfromthemachine]

Oh— though, that does remind me.

[ hesitates for like half a second before forging ahead ]

...mm. If he mentions "Eve," that's me; that was the name I had when he knew me.

[mindinthegittern]

...I really did pick the right song.

[ghostfromthemachine]

You really, really did.

[mindinthegittern]

What's... the situation, anyway? Is he a spirit, or...?

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ shaking her head ]

He's still human, just... not dead anymore, somehow. I have no idea how, but I'm not inclined in the slightest to look that gift horse in the mouth.

[mindinthegittern]

Oh—no, absolutely, that's incredible. Does... does he remember everything?

[ghostfromthemachine]

... yes.

[mindinthegittern]

...well.

That simplifies things, but Lord and Lady. Do you want a hug?

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ well, she managed to be reasonably okay for like five whole minutes

shoving her hands up over her eyes in an attempt to stave off crying again and nods wordlessly ]

[mindinthegittern]

[just gathering her close]

It's alright to cry...

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ sorry this is your life, Medren

flopping bonelessly against him, tucking herself small and close in the way a younger child might ]

I'm really- I'm so tired of crying over this.

[mindinthegittern]

Well, you're not obligated. You're getting cuddled either way, though.

[rubbing her back a little]

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ SNIFFS ]

I'm not going to whine about that part.

[mindinthegittern]

[snugglepet]

I should hope not!