[ upon hearing the voice, eizen instinctively raises a hand to his ear. he's never had to communicate this way before, and he finds it rather strange; however, the experience isn't an unwelcome one. ]
[ nisaka startles temporarily. he hadn't been sure what to expect on the other end, but the deep voice of a man is still a surprise despite how plain it feels in comparison to what it could have been. ]
Nisaka. I'm part of Qri's coven. [ which seems... redundant. he doesn't imagine those outside of the coven had this ability. smh.
That's unfortunate. [ for whoever he got, that is. as it is, it's not really any of nisaka's business. literally all eizen has to do here is accept something. ]
I received you for mine. Please let me know when you're available, or where you would like me to drop your gift off.
[ there's only one thing eizen wants, and he's pretty sure that nisaka can't give it to him. still, he supposes that it wouldn't hurt to at least meet the person on the opposite end of the telepathic link.
it'd be beneficial for the other party, too. giving comes with rewards, after all. ]
[ he's quietly relieved the man isn't making this any more difficult for him. nisaka had been nervous about it on the simple fact that blind gifting can be pretty nerve-wracking to begin with. but that's not even counting the fact that this is way out of his wheelhouse in the first place. this kind of effort... socializing... urgh. ]
My shift ends in twenty minutes. Would you be alright to meet at the apartment lobby in thirty?
Thirty is plenty. I'll be there. Look for a man in a black coat.
[ never mind that most of his attire is black. the coat is what tends to grab passersby's attention.
fortunately, he's not too far away. the last thing he wants is to be tardy. eizen returns to the lobby within twenty minutes, where he settles onto a comfortable seat with his legs crossed. ]
[ at around the thirty-minute mark, the doors to the lobby opens to reveal a young boy pulling off a multi-patterned quilted apron. he's a little out of breath, clearly having rushed there a bit. when his eyes land on eizen, he pauses, looking mildly startled...
mentally, nisaka is thankful he opted for the gray fabric in the end.
[ eizen passes the time watching the people who come and go through the doors, his attention drawn to the diversity of the population. once he catches sight of a youth with a peculiar reaction, he straightens his back and uncrosses his legs.
anyway, nisaka comes to a stop a few paces in front of the older man. he nods his head in affirmation, and doesn't waste time pulling something out of his bag...
it's hard to miss the band-aids when the grey pouch is in nisaka's grasp. he only chooses not to say anything about them as he pushes onto his feet to accept the gift. ]
Heh. For not knowing anything, you've done a good job at guessing. I'm a man of the sea, see.
[ with his gloves on, he can't quite discern the quality of the material—but in these such cases, the sentiment is what matters, isn't it? ]
I don't know how yet, but I'll find an use for it.
[ except nisaka has no idea what to do. he just wanders on over to one of the terminals eizen had directed, but he hesitated in front of it, expression blank. ]
[ following suit, he crosses his arms and nods his head when asked. he doesn't know the exact process, but he imagines that the instructions must be intuitive enough for anyone to get it right. ]
[ nisaka's head tips at the keypad, and slowly he starts punching in his name, his gift, and eizen as the recipient. once finished, he presses enter and waits...
it makes a strange sound after, and a CONGRATULATIONS flashes up, indicating his incentives earned.
after a moment, he turns back to eizen. ]
Thanks for telling me. I guess I wasn't really paying attention.
[ as expected, the process is simple and painless. still, it's surprising how different the technology of this world is from that of his own. ]
Let that serve as a lesson for the future. It wasn't anything of importance, but the next time might be different. You can't be too careful in foreign territory.
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It is. Who's talking?
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Nisaka. I'm part of Qri's coven. [ which seems... redundant. he doesn't imagine those outside of the coven had this ability. smh.
anyway, might as well get down to it. ]
Do you know anything about Secret Santa?
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Is this about that government-issued list? If so, I'm not participating.
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I received you for mine. Please let me know when you're available, or where you would like me to drop your gift off.
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it'd be beneficial for the other party, too. giving comes with rewards, after all. ]
. . . I'll meet you. Anytime is fine.
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My shift ends in twenty minutes. Would you be alright to meet at the apartment lobby in thirty?
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[ never mind that most of his attire is black. the coat is what tends to grab passersby's attention.
fortunately, he's not too far away. the last thing he wants is to be tardy. eizen returns to the lobby within twenty minutes, where he settles onto a comfortable seat with his legs crossed. ]
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mentally, nisaka is thankful he opted for the gray fabric in the end.
he approaches him on slower steps. ]
Eizen?
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what a colorful apron. ]
You must be Nisaka.
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anyway, nisaka comes to a stop a few paces in front of the older man. he nods his head in affirmation, and doesn't waste time pulling something out of his bag...
it appears to be a handmade grey fish pouch.
(eizen might notice a few band-aids on his fingers.) ]
I didn't really know anything about you, so I went with something a little generic. I hope you can find some use for it anyway.
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it's hard to miss the band-aids when the grey pouch is in nisaka's grasp. he only chooses not to say anything about them as he pushes onto his feet to accept the gift. ]
Heh. For not knowing anything, you've done a good job at guessing. I'm a man of the sea, see.
[ with his gloves on, he can't quite discern the quality of the material—but in these such cases, the sentiment is what matters, isn't it? ]
I don't know how yet, but I'll find an use for it.
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Oh.
[ in case you couldn't tell, that little sound is his surprise. ]
I'm glad it worked out...
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with a nod, eizen pockets the pouch. then he points his chin in the direction of the keypad. ]
Don't forget to report that you handed off your gift. It'd be unfortunate if your efforts were to go unnoticed.
[ those battle scars on his fingers ought to be recognized . . . or something like that. ]
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Report...?
[ seems he missed that part of this gifting's purpose. ]
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A free week of stay in Shehui, and 500 credits for each gift that's given. Make the report, and those are your rewards.
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I didn't realize they pushed incentives that much.
[ hm hmm. ]
They must really want this coven to bond.
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[ eizen just hates being told what to do. ]
Though I doubt the government's meant to know about the coven. The very nature of our presence goes against what the locals believe in.
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Well hopefully whoever I tell is the right person.
[ he. he might be a little too lazy to really check for sure. ]
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[ seeing as the means is right there, farther along the lobby. ]
i'm so sorry for the wait!!
[ except nisaka has no idea what to do. he just wanders on over to one of the terminals eizen had directed, but he hesitated in front of it, expression blank. ]
So I just...?
no worries!
<3
it makes a strange sound after, and a CONGRATULATIONS flashes up, indicating his incentives earned.
after a moment, he turns back to eizen. ]
Thanks for telling me. I guess I wasn't really paying attention.
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Let that serve as a lesson for the future. It wasn't anything of importance, but the next time might be different. You can't be too careful in foreign territory.