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[ On the morning of the 15th, there is a network-wide ping issued approximately twenty-three minutes after the roster is released to the public. ]

Hello.

As I'm certain you all are aware, a roster has been sent to each of our devices. Given that this is yet another item on a growing list to be examined by us all, I believe it's important for each of us to come together to discuss any possible concerns or ideas that may require teamwork.

@PALPATINE and I earlier discussed the possibility of a non-compulsory meeting to sort through these issues. We agreed it would be in our best interests.

If you're inclined, please come to the Mess Hall at 19:00 in three day's time.

[ ooc: so! this will be broken down into sub-headings as discussed on the ooc plot post and utilized as a kind of "catch-all." if you think anything needs to be added at any time, please feel free to contact me through pm, at

rasasvada, or on disco at morning star#3715. or, you know, add it yourself! i don't mind.

noticeably, this is self-directed! if you character wants to speak or make a point to everyone, feel free to do so. no one is policing how this goes or making introductory comments or whatever else. open floor, y'all. ]

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Mmm.

[Now that he's looking at his shoes, it's much easier to ignore her eyeball wings. But that's not polite, so he forces himself to resume eye contact. With her face.]

In any case, I agree with what you said before. We don't need somebody who wants power to be in control right now.

[And then he tries for a smile, tries to lighten the mood.]

Not that there's much to control right now, anyway.

[ they don't need someone at all!! but. well. they're mostly in agreement, and that's honestly good enough. venus giggles a bit at his joke, partially to be polite and partially because- well, he has a point. ]

Yeah, that's true. I guess even if someone did try to take over it'd be. Kind of sad? Like, all they'd get is a broken pool and the bar.

[ the part of the bar that hasn't already been lifted and hidden under beds. she knows how this goes!!

okay so maybe neptune suggested it. ]

[You know what, he doesn't want to know about the booze under the beds.]

Yeah, you're right. Doesn't really encourage us to put the station in working order, huh?

[Another joke. They're not even good jokes, but he's nervous and he's trying not to stare at her eyeball wings.]

I just hope most people feel the same way.

[ well, good. he's not cool enough to know!! (that's a lie. he's like twice as cool as venus, which isn't really saying much but is still something.) ]

Mm... probably not? But it sounds like enough people would try to stop them, at least. [ and then, with an almost apologetic tone: ] You can totally look at them, by the way. I don't mind.

[ sorry, hinata. she sort of likes the attention?? ]

I wasn't looking!

[He blurts it out before he can stop himself, cheeks flushing a light pink with embarrassment.]

It's just... they stand out, you know?

Haha! They totally do.

[ she doesn't sound too torn up over it, though. she quiets down, letting the other people in the town hall speak up - but she does sidle over a bit. right where hinata can't really avoid her. ]

I'm Venus. [ she hesitates for a moment before offering a hand and a smile. ] I don't think we've really met yet?

[He can't... really be surprised by her sidling up next to him. Like he said, the wings really stand out and make her hard to miss. But he is a little surprised that she came back to talk to him, after all. He's just... not used to people being friendly to him?

But he smiles, makes a conscious effort to meet her eyes, and takes her offered handshake.]

I don't think so... I'm Hajime Hinata. It's nice to meet you.

[She'll probably recognize his name from the network, though his username is reversed as hinatahajime.]

Hinata... Oh! You posted on the network earlier, right? [ she gives an excited little wave, biting her bottom lip. god, what a dork. ] I'm Venus! Um, Aphrodite on the network. I was- I talked to you about that school you like, right?

[ venus, that is almost literally the worst way to describe your conversation possible. ]

Oh!

[The chuunibyou. Who. Seems either more or less of a chuuni now that he's looking her wings in the eye(s).]

Yeah, I remember. You're the, um, Harvard student, right?

[No....]

Haha! Oh my god. No way? [ but she doesn't seem upset about the misunderstanding, at least. ] You have to be, like, crazy smart to go there? Maybe not like your school, but it's still like. Way smarter than I could ever possibly be.

[ she also kind of hates that? but at least it's not half as bad as his school. like, wow. ]

It's really nice to meet you in person.

Oh... sorry, my bad.

[She'd been so insistent on Harvard being good that he just assumed!! Wrongly, obviously.]

It's... nice to meet you in person, too. Um, I didn't know you had, uh...

[He gestures, kind of helplessly.]

Wings?

Huh? Oh! Yeah. The whole wings thing. [ don't go thinking they're fake, either. she sort of... stretches one out a little, shaking it in the bird approximation of a wave. ] Aren't they cool? I mean, I am the devil, so it- makes sense, sort of?

[ she's not the first devil to have wings. maybe the first to keep them this long, though. ]

{oooh my god it moves. it's not just a weird effect or something, it actually moves.

Hajime makes a little deflated noise.]

Yeah, you, um... said something like that when we were texting.

[Again, he kind of just... looks to the wings again.]

I didn't think it was, like... a real thing. Sorry, maybe I should have.

...what else would it be?

[ she doesn't even look. upset?? just confused. a look that's being reflected off approximately one (1) metric fuckload of eyes in her wings. ]

[They're all looking at him. He can't help but shrink back a little, even as he's trying to be cool and confident and. polite.

...There's no way to politely tell someone he thought she was joking because it just sounded too weird, right?]

W-Well, I mean... usually when people say stuff like that, they're, you know...

[Even his ahoge is wilting.]

Just making it up. Where I'm from, anyway. Um... sorry.

[ now that she notices - his movement back, the taken aback look in his eyes. she brings her wings just a little bit back, gently pressing them together behind her back. ]

Really? Huh. [ that's. so weird to imagine?? ] Back home, saying that kind of thing was a good way to get people trying to kill you. Or at least to beat the devil out of you? I guess that sort of depends on how nice they were. Either way people didn't really lie about that kind of thing.

[Shouldn't you be a little more cautious just telling strangers about this, then...?

He's keeping that thought to himself, relaxing a little once the gaze of the wings isn't quite so focused on him. He's just not used to being the center of attention, much less from some eyeball-covered wings.]

Oh... I see. I'm sorry.

[he doesn't know what else to say to that.]

Do they, um... make it difficult? To walk around here, I mean.

[Just trying to change the subject to something a little less heavy, and yet something he can still try to understand.]

[ should she? yes. does she want to? hell no. it's not like she's in any danger here - three devils is more than enough to handle whatever god could throw at them. ]

Don't be? Haha. It's not like they can do anything now. [ she switches over easily to the new topic, smiling wide and beginning to ramble. ] And actually, they make it way easier? I've always been really clumsy, you know? So I used to trip over things all the time, or bump into people, or just lose my balance. But now I have another set of arms to just... sort of stop myself with? It makes everything so much nicer. I don't know how I really walked around without these.

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