Meet, greet and eat

[titanianblade]

(To be perfectly honest, Cornelius didn't expect to find other persona users outside of himself and Guzma. The head of the Skull gang was a stroke of luck, but to have found so many others who can tap into that power and help fight off the shadows...it's a welcome relief.

Not to mention the large, large expansion to Cornelius' circle of friends.

So what's a rich kid to do when he's happy to have an extended circle like this? Throw down. A bunch of money to get everyone nice and fed for a day. He arranged for a catered picnic and invited his fellow persona-users and any friends they wanted to bring along. There's a bit of something for everyone, so pizzas, sandwiches, whatever, really. It's a large, open space, too, of anyone's in the mood for playing around. Just like the food, there's plenty of options there.

Cornelius would be lying if he said he wasn't thrilled to have so many people to hang out with. He just hopes they'll have fun while they're here.)

Comments

[pishirogane]

Get into the spy business? Hm, that's a possibility. And after Shadows, the potential danger might not be an issue.

[topgun_textiles]

True... but I confess to bein' selfish- ya look s-s-se--

[He paused, decided to let it go.]

Y'get this look when you're in the damn zone, y'know, and it makes my stomach jumpy. I just imagined this look when you're hunched over this huge multi-million-dollar tech lab...

...I should show ya the robotics department at the university sometime.

[pishirogane]

Hm?

[Too bad; she wanted to hear the end of his statement.]

Is that right? You know, you do similar when you're working as well. Though I should have better restraint, there are some occasions I... want to interrupt you.

... I would enjoy that.

[topgun_textiles]

Er, w-well... y'know, it's cool. It's you, so... so interrupt me if ya feel like it!

[He tugged his collar a bit. Did the cafe need to turn on their heat? Gosh. It wasn't cold enough for that just yet. Because that's what it was.]

Oh! Great, let's do it. I'll send 'em an email tonight before bed. They'll wanna show off a bit, and I figure why turn that kinda stuff down when they're proud of the work they do.

[pishirogane]

If you're alright with that.

[Funny how warm it seems suddenly.]

Alright. Well, everyone has their views on showing works in progress.

[topgun_textiles]

Ah, good point. Some projects I'm okay with personally, but others I kinda feel like... like it's gotta be done before it all comes together.

But the rumors I heard? [He whistled. A robot capable of fighting, and it'll be matched against one made in America? He couldn't believe he lived in an era where mecha battles were REAL. Ooh, but he couldn't tell her. It'll burn in his soul, this little secret, but he wanted that certain look on her face way, way more.]

You're gonna love it. You'll see.

[pishirogane]

Am I? Now you're really piquing my interest.

[Just like with the fritter at this cafe... which she would have a small bite of.]

[topgun_textiles]

Good. I'll leave ya buzzin' until then.

[A smirk, and he dug into his portion. He wished he could have more nights like this... but he found them more precious as they were. He wondered if she felt the same.]

[pishirogane]

Hm, I take this is payback for the number of times I've surprised you?

[Humming, she took another bite. It really was delicious.. If only time permitted her more opportunities with him.]

[topgun_textiles]

Heh, maybe a little. But you're seriously cute when you're all excited, and I don't wanna take the wonder away from ya.

[pishirogane]

O-Oh...

[He said the c word and it had her face color.] Well... I'm anxious to see the department if they don't mind us coming by...

[topgun_textiles]

[His smile brightened, and he pulled his phone out of his pocket.]

Makin' it happen.

[He hoped they were up and around, but he began a swift pair of texts. If they were working as hard as they say, then there was no doubt they'd have long hours at least in leisure if not doing some touch-ups before they retire for the night.]

What day ya wanna do it?

[pishirogane]

[He's too good to her. She flushed and took a sip of her tea again, shortly taking another bite of fritter.]

[Swallowing, she considered.]

Monday or Thursday would work.

[topgun_textiles]

Monday... or... Thursday...

[And sent. Ooh, if they knew what's good for 'em, they'd get off their asses and hit him up with a reply. Satisfied, he took his tea and drained it, lowering the cup to the table with a satisfying tap.]

A'right, pins n' needles time! Rgh-

[He puffed out a breath.]

Th-that tea was hotter than I anticipated...!

[pishirogane]

[She looked up at him, somewhat frowning.]

Should I get you a glass of water?

[topgun_textiles]

N-no! ...I goddit.

[He raised his hand to flag someone down and make a request for water. So much for staying smooth. He had a habit of doing something in his over confidence, and his tongue will feel that come morning.]

I usually like tea pretty piping, but just... just in sips, y'know? But Ma, even now, she just takes it down like it's nothin'!

Or maybe it's old person stubbornness, I dunno.

[pishirogane]

[Oh good. Someone was able to get him water quickly. Still, unfortunate he burned himself.]

That's true. She's had years of drinking tea... Grampa can be similar.

[topgun_textiles]

[He drank deep. So much for tasting anything for a couple of days. But it's just as well, as he'd had his fill of food for the night.]

Oh well... guess I gotta build a tolerance so when I'm up there and over the hill I can drink lava and be totally cool with it. I'll be a hit in Hawaii!

[pishirogane]

[How unfortunate. Guess she would be the only one savoring the fritter for today.]

Hmhm, I'm sure people would enjoy the show. [Though... one time performance.]

[topgun_textiles]

Yeah, but I couldn't exactly tour with it. My old ass'd hafta find some other talent. Maybe long-winded stories while I shake my cane at 'em...

Anyway. Enough about Silver Fox Kanji Tatsumi! Sheesh, that's way ahead. I mean, I gotta finish college, think about stuff like... like... y'know...!

[pishirogane]

Hm... I mean, I don't see why you couldn't just tour doing elaborate knits.

Ah, yes... we can't talk about you being an 'old man' if you don't think about settling down.

[topgun_textiles]

I mean, is there a market for it? I dunno...

[He rubbed the back of his head.]

S-settling... see...! I-I wanna do that sorta stuff! Is it weird to think about? Too early...?

[pishirogane]

I think so.

[There was a market for everything.]

Not at all. Some people think about settling down sooner... Though, perhaps it would be better to say they dream about settling down.

[topgun_textiles]

Y-yeah, that... that latter one. I'm not in much of a hurry, really. I just think about how cool it'd be. I didn't think it was possible back when Dad... y'know. I was real angry and I wasn't up for bein' around anybody.

[He lowered his chin into both hands, but smirked.]

Now it's finishing school so I can be somebody that nobody'd mind gettin' hitched to. I can still throw a punch, but now I can throw a punch and have a degree... Sexy, yeah?

[pishirogane]

[She nodded, understanding and thinking about how she'd considered similar at some points. It was... tough, reaching the point they had.]

Mmm, quite appealing yes. Stability and protection...