Heeeey, you've reached me, Magolor! Actually, you've reached my voicemail. You must be so disappointed. But don't worry, leave a message and I'm sure I'll call you back!
[ Hopefully Magolor doesn't like to sleep late, because it's not quite mid-morning when a quick, careful knock is delivered to his door. Kyoko does shuffle from side to side a bit as she waits--gently, though! No messing up the precious contents of this cake box in her arms!
Ah, should she just leave it here? Maybe she should just leave it here. ]
also busts down your inbox. this is backdated maybe? to? mystery april?? ???
[Dear Magolor, were you in the habit of texting all your friends and loved ones with inane chatter? Is there perhaps a chat history here already? Yes? No? Either way, how about this crazy concept: the tablet chiming with a text message that he didn't initiate! Whoa.]
[Magolor's sleep schedule is all over the place, especially when he doesn't have a regular job with regular hours like running a shop; sometimes he's an early riser and sometimes he's up all night and wakes up at noon. Right now he's on a streak of the former. Lucky!
He does open the door in a bathrobe, though, which looks like his usual clothing—with a hood and everything—except more bathrobey. Good morning!]
Kyoko? Morning~! I thought the kids liked to text first!
I'm just kiiiiidding! I love company, don't worry about that. Er . . .
[Okay, that's not always true. In fact, the reason he trails off is that he is realizing exactly this second that he's never once had company in Havenwell. He's plenty socially aware enough to have been on the urge of inviting her in, but, uh. Is his place in a suitable state for company? No, no it is not. Because he's been living like a gremlin since Taranza left, never once having considered someone else might want to visit him, especially not when he's been doing the Slight Depression Thing.
Oh no. He looks genuinely embarrassed for a moment before he shutters it, taking the box instead of addressing that.]
I'll be waiting outside with bated breath! I do want to see this. That's nothing I can't do!
[As above: he realizes his place is absolutely not suitable for company right now, because he lives alone and no one ever wants to visit him, not that he encourages it. Whoops. Outside, outside . . . it's not like he'd bring the motorbike in anyway! Phew!]
[That's all a Mood right there. Sorry Kai wasn't the "burst through the door at random to say hi" kind of friend. Or you're welcome? A mystery.]
Gotcha.
[Let's not keep the wizard waiting! It wouldn't be too long after that Kai came cruising up on his exceedingly quiet set of wheels, keeping an eye out for the bright spots of color that were Magolor. (He roughly knew where he thought Magolor lived, but the actual house? Didn't know which one. Until.... now!)]
[ Luckily, Kyoko has shockingly low expectations of manners for everyone besides herself. She didn't come here expecting anything in particular, except to hand over the fruits of her labor, and it doesn't occur to her that she would definitely invite Magolor in were their positions switched. So the only transgression occurring here is that she showed up out of the blue, early in the morning!
Surrendering the box easily, she clasps her hands neatly in front of her. ]
A snack! Please accept it! Even though it's just the same orange cake as before.
[ There were extra caramelized almonds on top this time though. ]
[He won't switch to video for something like this; he's not here to waste a friend's time. Sometimes. Currently!]
That depends on what it is! But the spirit is willing, let's say. Probably. Unless you're heel turning on me! And maybe even then . . . hehehe. What's up?
[THE CAKE . . . THE DELICIOUS CAKE! He holds it to himself in a moment of grateful surprise, like he might think it's going to be taken away again—then he sets it down and moves in to give her a big hug instead. Deal with it, Kyoko!]
Reallyyyyy?! For me~? It was so good last time! I've been thinking about it every day!
[He waves when he sees Kai approach; both of them are at least unmistakable, especially when a bike is involved! He has a little front yard that he waves Kai into to park and dismount, giving the bike a look over before it even comes to a stop.]
Welcome! You know, I didn't realize you had one of these. When'd you buy it? Handy~!
[ Her eyes widen in the moment before the hug happens, but oh no, how rude would it be to duck away in this scenario? And that time lost to hesitation destroys any chance she had.
She goes completely stiff, neither actively protesting nor reciprocating. She's dealing?? ]
You really didn't have to think about it that much! And it doesn't deserve this much thanks! Really!
Ha, it doesn't make a racket like my bike back home did. Get to sneak around a bit.
[Kai gave the seat a fond pat.] S'been a little while now though. Kinda just showed up at the temple one day and the priests wouldn't let me leave till I took it with me.
[ Oh Magolor, she wouldn’t ever betray you. She loves you. ]
I have a power source.... but I only need construct a container for it. A safe one! And preferably a small one. I have a design in mind already, it’s, ah, just that I believe I need your expertise.
[ And because he can literally make wormholes appear out of nowhere, she believes he’s just the person to talk to. ]
[Dealing is good enough. Dealing still means profit! He holds onto her as he tips up to look at her shocked face, quietly amused. . . . The truth is, he hasn't actually gotten as much touch lately as he was when he was going hard months back, and it turns out he'd acclimated enough to that lifestyle that now he misses it. How embarrassing?! Geez.]
Hehehe, don't get me wrong. I wasn't thinking about it for your sake or anything. I wouldn't waste my time on anything that wasn't worth it! So take the compliment, hmm?
I see . . . so, this is a new bike that mysteriously arrived, not a bike from home that mysteriously arrived?
[Interesting. He'd wondered if it might be like Shinji's cello, but that had been Shinji's personal instrument from home, as far as Magolor knows. He turns a slow circle around the bike, inspecting it.]
[They'd heel turn together, of course. But today is not that day. Or is it?! This is a very interesting request; he perks up immediately, on his side of the screen. The benefit and drawback of audio. He can react however he wants.]
Weeeeell, first of all, what—no, scratch that! First of all, of course I can do it. I doubt there's anything of that nature I couldn't figure out a mechanism for! And I doubt there's any part of this that would get me turning the work down either. But that said, there's still a lot of information I want and need here. Tell me everything~!
[ Because she won't do this over their communicators. Not that she doesn't much care for others listening in, but if they're going to chat, they can also hold hands. ]
Meet me at-- [ Blah blah blah address to some courtyard here. ]
Maybe they should pay me for it if that's what they want! . . . I guess that is kinda what you were suggesting, but you know what I mean. Anyway, keep this one away from ravines, okay? Don't make me build a full-body airbag into it.
[He finishes his circle of the bike and reaches up to pat Kai's shoulder. Yo.]
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