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day 21 morning, this man has no chill

[crimeson]

did you wanna learn about quartz

how moe

[alienation]

[ How do I say yes teach me about your unlimited energy supplies, actually teach me about anything because I am a huge nerd at heart, without sounding too weird. ]

Good morning. That did sound interesting. Do you have something in mind?

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[crimeson]

[just say it it's cute]

I just got my Master Quartz, I can show you what I can do with it.

Re: how moe

[crimeson]

oops morning

[alienation]

[ This has such show and tell vibes. He's here for it. ]

Shall we meet somewhere?

[crimeson]

sure. you pick.

[alienation]

The library will do.

[crimeson]

you got it. meet you there.

[alienation]

[ It doesn't take him long to get there! Most of the time spent was just getting his suit back on really. So, a few minutes later, he's sitting on the steps to the library, helmet on. ]

[crimeson]

[randy turns up not long after, not carrying anything cumbersome or anything!]

Yo.

[alienation]

"Yo"... is this a greeting where you're from?

[crimeson]

A casual one.

[offering him a hand up.]

My quartz is fire, so we might wanna find somewhere indoors without books.

[alienation]

[ For a half second he considers telling him vrepit sa before slamming a door on that impulse. Almost literally. He's closing the faceplate to his helmet for the moment. ]

Wherever you believe is suitable will work just fine. Lead the way.

[crimeson]

[YOU GOOD????]

Hmmmm. The diner is probably fireproof enough.

[BACK TO WHERE WE MET.]

[alienation]

[ I'M GREAT THANKS!! ]

...it must be so exciting.

[ FIREPROOF? Anyway. He's on the way there already. ]

[crimeson]

Ehhh, I still need to level the quartz so it can only do Fire Bolt and Forte in terms of arts. I'll get more eventually.

[alienation]

You know, if you had told me nothing further, you could have just showed off and I'd be none the wiser.

[crimeson]

Oh, when I wanna show off it won't be with Arts.

[alienation]

I've little idea of what that is supposed to mean. But the way you say it is exciting nonetheless.

[crimeson]

I'm more of a physical kinda guy.

[into the diner we go.]

[alienation]

[ Staying away from the evil milkshake machine (for now). ]

"Arts" does make me think something along the lines of painting, writing, those sorts of hobbies.

[crimeson]

Hmm. Makes sense! It's not like that at all.

[pulling what almost looks like another cell phone out of his pocket, and he looks to be concentrating.]

[alienation]

[ He's going to go manspread in a chair and watch from nearby. ]

[crimeson]

Forte!

[well

hope he doesn't spook when he's briefly wreathed in fiery particle effects. they're only pleasantly warm, though, and leave him feeling stronger.]

[alienation]

[ why does nobody warn me about anything. ]

What is... this...?