[A true blessing. Within moments, the door is opened and he's standing there looking a little frazzled.]
I'm still alive, but oh my god, do I want this guy gone. Come in, come in.
[Stepping aside to usher him in! Considering they haven't really talked much since Nikkari was first dragged into Retrospec Hell™, he might finally find the state of Kashuu's entire... everything to be a little weird. The whole red eyed, sword-carrying thing that NPCs seem to find so normal.
Also, his friendly black kitten is here to say hello, stepping over to wind around Nikkari's legs in cheerful greeting.]
[AH YES, his funky eyes... He's gotten so used to them by this point that he forgets they're Not Normal sometimes.]
Mm... Not always, but maybe, kind of? Depends on what you think about where these memories are coming from. [A little shrug.] They've been like this since around February, though.
[That near look of sadness makes him feel a little-- guilty, somehow. He also finds it humorous in the bleakest way that Nikkari's saying this about something that now barely even registers to him, especially considering he'd reacted five times more dramatically when he'd woken up with red eyes the first time.]
Well... It's not like anyone can help it, you know? The rest of us probably missed a bunch of weird stuff before we were dragged onto the network, too. It's not really a big deal anyway. Changing eye colors is pretty tame stuff around here.
[This from the nerd who bulk ordered brown contact lenses from Korea in an attempt to reclaim some sense of normalcy. Damn, February feels like 1000 years ago.]
That doesn't exactly make me hopeful for the future, you know. Nervous, if anything.
[but they didn't come here to stand on the porch and discuss the weirdness.]
Let me get your ghost - and then fair's fair, you tell me about some of the weirdness that's happened to you. I know some of the big things, but not what happened to each person.
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I'm still alive, but oh my god, do I want this guy gone. Come in, come in.
[Stepping aside to usher him in! Considering they haven't really talked much since Nikkari was first dragged into Retrospec Hell™, he might finally find the state of Kashuu's entire... everything to be a little weird. The whole red eyed, sword-carrying thing that NPCs seem to find so normal.
Also, his friendly black kitten is here to say hello, stepping over to wind around Nikkari's legs in cheerful greeting.]
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...Have your eyes always been that color?
[and is that ghost closer than he thought? sure, he always could sense an odd vibe, but this is different.]
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Mm... Not always, but maybe, kind of? Depends on what you think about where these memories are coming from. [A little shrug.] They've been like this since around February, though.
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[and for a moment he looks almost sad about this.]
I knew I was missing a lot, but I didn't know I missed someone messing with your body.
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Well... It's not like anyone can help it, you know? The rest of us probably missed a bunch of weird stuff before we were dragged onto the network, too. It's not really a big deal anyway. Changing eye colors is pretty tame stuff around here.
[This from the nerd who bulk ordered brown contact lenses from Korea in an attempt to reclaim some sense of normalcy. Damn, February feels like 1000 years ago.]
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[but they didn't come here to stand on the porch and discuss the weirdness.]
Let me get your ghost - and then fair's fair, you tell me about some of the weirdness that's happened to you. I know some of the big things, but not what happened to each person.
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But at that, he'll step aside and gesture for Nikkari to come inside.]
Fine, fine. Info for ghost-hunting, huh? It's like a real business now.
[But his tone is mostly teasing. Either way, the ghost is definitely still chilling out near his dress form...]