Awww, well that's okay. That means you can have it symbolize whatever ya want if nothing or no one can say otherwise! Or you can just leave it like that, cause it's a pretty name!
[ at least that's how ramuda views it. ]
I got my name from someone else cause parents and me aren't a thing.
[ in the most literal of terms, and maybe the way he says it so, bluntly in a way that simply is the truth rather than just ramuda being ramuda, betrays him slightly here. ]
[Ramuda's bluntness doesn't startle him— quite the opposite. Lobelia finds it refreshing.]
A pretty name, hm? Then I suppose I should treat it like one... choose the meaning that suits me best and wear it proudly.
[A beat, his tone turning curious rather than prying.]
And you... then is it safe to presume you were not born in the manner most are born? You suggest you have no parents, but it doesn't sound as if they've simply passed away.
[ ramuda hums his approval, making words bend to his whims is a large part of who he is. that's half the fun of rapping!
but ahhh, he stills here in movement, breathing, even in thought. he said too much. he's been saying too much...
he hears this echo and it's fortunate that the tone is different enough. well-he has no time to dwell right now, he has to keep moving and seem natural. ]
Haha...you can presume that if you want, I guess. [ that answers it enough, doesn't it? ] The guy who named me is kinda funny, but he's definitely a shitty parent to his own kids so I lucked out in that I never have to call him dad.
[ let's talk about him instead and not about ramuda himself. ]
[He opened a can of worms without meaning to, did he? A shame for Ramuda, but Lobelia is as opportunistic as any shark. He never promised his bites would not hurt.]
Your lack of a proper answer is an answer in itself, Mon petit éclair... but it's nothing to feel ashamed of. No one chooses the circumstances of their birth.
[And no one has the right to tell Ramuda how to walk his path. Lobelia is the last man with a mind to judge him.]
You've known too many terrible men in too short a life... but that will end. Your future will be yours to shape with your own hands. Let the thought uplift you.
[ is it shame? it's something a bit more complicated. ramuda smiles up at lobelia, this one particularly pointed.
they never promised each other that they wouldn't bare their teeth at each other in only affectionate ways, did they? maybe that's part of the problem because if they had ramuda wouldn't be in as deep as he is now. ]
You like saying things to me like that, huh? [ why. ]
[ ramuda searches his eyes for something he's not going to find, any crumb or hint that lobelia isn't being earnest here. that he's just saying these things because it makes him feel better to say them, because he'd say them to anyone else.
all he finds instead is something, someone, he harmonizes with too easily. ]
No. But if you keep saying things like that, I'm really gonna believe them. [ he already mostly does. ]
That's a good thing, Éclair. Believing what I say.
[People put their faith in all sorts of things: a higher power, sciences, other people. Lobelia's gaze remains unshaken because he means everything he says.]
I would like it if you continued to believe me, évidemment... but if I must prove myself to you, then know that I will.
Why? That's a difficult question to answer, you realize.
[One grounded in feeling more than logic... making it especially difficult to explain. Lobelia sighs— not at Ramuda, but at himself. He's never been good at explaining such abstract things, but he'll try.]
We understand each other quite easily, non? Though I would not call you predictable, that sort of familiarity is comforting.
Yeah, we totes do! [ ramuda had asked for an answer, but really any would do as long as it was earnest. ramuda knows he's cute, adorable and easy to be around but he's never heard understanding come into the mix.
he's not gonna think too hard about it right now. ]
Hey, that totally means we gotta go on a non-traditional date! Whatever kinda date you'd really enjoy, instead of just dinner. But we can do dinner at the end too!
[ mmmhmm, mmmhmm! he wiggles in excitement and agreement. he really is a creature of chaos, though he's not aligned to either good or evil if left to his own whims. ]
Hmm...well, I'll try anything once! But if you're leaving up it up to me... let's do Italian! Pasta or pizza or whatever, it's all good to me ☆.
[ ramuda looks up and winks. ]
Well if you're offering I ain't gonna turn you down. [ sorry he's not that generous. ] But I could pick up the next one, I make pretty good money!
[Lobelia grins— he wouldn't let Ramuda pick up the bill the first time anyway. Lobelia by comparison doesn't have have a job, per se... but he has other means of making money. Basically, don't worry about it.]
Italian, hm? [Pizza and pasta... fine enough. Lobelia nods.] We have no such country where I come from, but the food sounds familiar enough. We'll find something without much effort.
Then it's a date! Yay!!! [ with his brand of ramuda enthusiasm, as always. but he really is looking forward to it and he seals that excitement with a kiss. ]
That makes sense that you don't have Italy with all the airships and stuff. Whaddya call the place you're from then? What's it like besides the sky thing?
[He meets the kiss halfway, laughter warm against Ramuda's mouth. A proper date... he'll simply have to make sure it's a good one.]
Broadly, my world is called the Skydom. I believe I told you that I'm from a small island in the southern skies, oui? Islands upon islands, drifting like continents of cloud.
It's quite pleasant. Antiquated in some ways, perhaps, but technology grows to suit its people. Our needs are different... that is all.
[ he's still grinning when they part and he listens, humming as he tries to imagine what it's like. ]
Antiquated? But it sounds cool! Shibuya is pretty high tech like most of Tokyo, but I've been to some areas outside of it where there are onsen, you know, hot springs and stuff!
Yeah! We def need to go to a hot spring sometime too.
[ ramuda voice: let me enjoy you more outside of your robes, plz. ]
As for where I like to spend my time... anywhere, with company! Usually that's just walking around Shibuya and meeting up with some honeys to go to a cute cafe, an arcade, the movies...oh, and some time at my studio too. I guess you can call that "me" time when I just sit down and sketch and think up new designs, but I do that when I'm out sometimes too.
[Yeah, Lobelia's working theory is that half the fun of a hot springs in Ramuda's eyes is getting him out of his clothes. Fair play to him, honestly, and it's not like Lobelia minds. It'd be mutual, besides.]
Oh? You draw as well? You are a man of many talents, mon Éclair. Perhaps you could draw something for me if the mood strikes you?
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[ at least that's how ramuda views it. ]
I got my name from someone else cause parents and me aren't a thing.
[ in the most literal of terms, and maybe the way he says it so, bluntly in a way that simply is the truth rather than just ramuda being ramuda, betrays him slightly here. ]
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A pretty name, hm? Then I suppose I should treat it like one... choose the meaning that suits me best and wear it proudly.
[A beat, his tone turning curious rather than prying.]
And you... then is it safe to presume you were not born in the manner most are born? You suggest you have no parents, but it doesn't sound as if they've simply passed away.
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but ahhh, he stills here in movement, breathing, even in thought. he said too much. he's been saying too much...
he hears this echo and it's fortunate that the tone is different enough. well-he has no time to dwell right now, he has to keep moving and seem natural. ]
Haha...you can presume that if you want, I guess. [ that answers it enough, doesn't it? ] The guy who named me is kinda funny, but he's definitely a shitty parent to his own kids so I lucked out in that I never have to call him dad.
[ let's talk about him instead and not about ramuda himself. ]
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Your lack of a proper answer is an answer in itself, Mon petit éclair... but it's nothing to feel ashamed of. No one chooses the circumstances of their birth.
[And no one has the right to tell Ramuda how to walk his path. Lobelia is the last man with a mind to judge him.]
You've known too many terrible men in too short a life... but that will end. Your future will be yours to shape with your own hands. Let the thought uplift you.
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they never promised each other that they wouldn't bare their teeth at each other in only affectionate ways, did they? maybe that's part of the problem because if they had ramuda wouldn't be in as deep as he is now. ]
You like saying things to me like that, huh? [ why. ]
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[Lobelia's fingers gently frame Ramuda's jaw, keeping his eyes on his.]
Do I need a greater reason?
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all he finds instead is something, someone, he harmonizes with too easily. ]
No. But if you keep saying things like that, I'm really gonna believe them. [ he already mostly does. ]
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[People put their faith in all sorts of things: a higher power, sciences, other people. Lobelia's gaze remains unshaken because he means everything he says.]
I would like it if you continued to believe me, évidemment... but if I must prove myself to you, then know that I will.
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Hehe, okay. [ another kiss, this one deeper, for indulging him. ] But why do you like me so much? I'm flattered that you do, though.
[ truly he is. even if ramuda finds it confusing because surely other people have given lobelia affections and attention before? ]
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[One grounded in feeling more than logic... making it especially difficult to explain. Lobelia sighs— not at Ramuda, but at himself. He's never been good at explaining such abstract things, but he'll try.]
We understand each other quite easily, non? Though I would not call you predictable, that sort of familiarity is comforting.
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he's not gonna think too hard about it right now. ]
Hey, that totally means we gotta go on a non-traditional date! Whatever kinda date you'd really enjoy, instead of just dinner. But we can do dinner at the end too!
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[Easy enough when he's never been on a traditional date to begin with. Lobelia thinks... ponders real hard...]
Shall we blow up a building, then?
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[ ...he might have blown up a building before though. ]
We just gotta make sure it's not too close to where we wanna eat after ☆.
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[Please Ramuda, you'll encourage him to act up in bad ways...]
And what sort of food would you want to be treated to? I assume you would leave the bill to me.
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Hmm...well, I'll try anything once! But if you're leaving up it up to me... let's do Italian! Pasta or pizza or whatever, it's all good to me ☆.
[ ramuda looks up and winks. ]
Well if you're offering I ain't gonna turn you down. [ sorry he's not that generous. ] But I could pick up the next one, I make pretty good money!
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Italian, hm? [Pizza and pasta... fine enough. Lobelia nods.] We have no such country where I come from, but the food sounds familiar enough. We'll find something without much effort.
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Then it's a date! Yay!!! [ with his brand of ramuda enthusiasm, as always. but he really is looking forward to it and he seals that excitement with a kiss. ]
That makes sense that you don't have Italy with all the airships and stuff. Whaddya call the place you're from then? What's it like besides the sky thing?
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Broadly, my world is called the Skydom. I believe I told you that I'm from a small island in the southern skies, oui? Islands upon islands, drifting like continents of cloud.
It's quite pleasant. Antiquated in some ways, perhaps, but technology grows to suit its people. Our needs are different... that is all.
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Antiquated? But it sounds cool! Shibuya is pretty high tech like most of Tokyo, but I've been to some areas outside of it where there are onsen, you know, hot springs and stuff!
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[ ramuda voice: let me enjoy you more outside of your robes, plz. ]
As for where I like to spend my time... anywhere, with company! Usually that's just walking around Shibuya and meeting up with some honeys to go to a cute cafe, an arcade, the movies...oh, and some time at my studio too. I guess you can call that "me" time when I just sit down and sketch and think up new designs, but I do that when I'm out sometimes too.
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Oh? You draw as well? You are a man of many talents, mon Éclair. Perhaps you could draw something for me if the mood strikes you?
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[ ramuda giggles and reaches up to play with the fabric of lobelia's robes. ]
But sure! Whaddya want? You don't need to be too specific either, I'm happy to freestyle.
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Surprenez-moi. An artist should be given creative liberties, oui?
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[ the hidden pockets do not surprise him. but how impossibly deep they are does.
hello?
he might have just been coping a feel but now he's invested in an academic way. this is his wheelhouse! ]
Hey, how do your robes work? There's no way pockets do this!!!!
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