[ though malkuth herself is by far more open now than even when she first met roland, she knows. less formal. she has him to thank for a good bit... one day. maybe.
but the next stop is theirs, so she stands and pulls yesod up by his wrist with little thought just to make sure they don't get separated in the crowd that comes with them. she'll let go outside of the shuttle don't worry. ]
Right! So! We are going to a secondhand store! One man's trash is another man's treasure! Or so I've read. It's right below a record store too... though they're mostly just for display I think, since technology's really blown it out of the water. Oh, and I saw there was a place that sells some pretty glass stuff around there too, we can go by and check it out too. Maybe they'll be offering classes on blowing! Wouldn't that be fun?
[ glass blowing... that could be fun... and dangerous... but fun... what could she make with molten glass... ]
[ The contact is less foreign than it was before meeting March — at least, even outside of that infiltration mission and its requirements, March has seized Yesod's wrist to tug him along much like Malkuth does now, and so it only gives him pause because this is Malkuth's flesh-and-blood hand wrapped around his sleeve. He wonders whether his arm currently feels like a human arm to her, whether she feels more at ease today, as she might around her colleagues in the Library. He doesn't pull away, falling into step with Malkuth to exit the train. ]
...Glass blowing?
[ Malkuth's enthusiasm seems genuine, as if she's confident that everything that she has read will prove as fun as it sounds, yielding treasure in the form of fascinating objects and experiences. Colorful things.
But I guess that's how they make vases and stuff, huh? So maybe something like that for flowers... A couple of people I know really like them -- more the growing than anything though -- so it'd make for a nice gift, don't you think?
[ ...
maybe she is feel a little more comfortable, naturally, despite her best efforts to maintain a certain distance. as long as she doesn't look at the differences between his cloaking device from the appearance she knows, he really is... just the same, of course, yesod is always yesod, and malkuth is always malkuth. she can't help but be friendly and chatty. mm. maybe it isn't too bad, maybe she could... no, no. ]
[ Bubbles... Though that remark meets with a raised brow, too, Yesod's gaze is attentive, curious, resting on Malkuth. A conversation like this is rather new, after all. All of it so far has been something very different to experience, compared to their exchanges as they performed their duties.
He does remember how it felt to enjoy a friend's company — this is reminiscent of that brief time. ]
You seem to be quite creative. I would be interested in witnessing the process, and I imagine that your friends would recognize the thought in such gifts.
Not really. I usually have to look at references and others' ideas to get one of my own to build off of, and I'm not good with the abstract like Netzach is... I'm better with more structured things with lines that make sense, though I always liked to peek in when he chose to paint over sleep or drink.
[ drawn by colors, naturally. would netzach here see the fun in painting? should she offer it? it might be nothing but a chore, left untouched, but maybe he'd just try it once and find something he likes. ]
I do want to make things for people, though. It's a good reason to try new hobbies with a goal like that.
[ It seems that in the Library, Netzach's habits are largely unchanged (because their duties remain distasteful?), with the exception of his artistic hobby. What he paints, whether it indicates interests of his own that he develops in the future or something of Giovanni's reawakened — these are new questions.
And if Malkuth enjoyed visiting Netzach to watch him paint, colors taking shape across the canvas, the absence of such moments must be difficult here as well. ]
My experience would most likely be similar to yours.
[ Guided by structure, logic, practical applications. ]
Nevertheless, finding inspiration through external sources doesn't diminish the ways in which your ideas will lead to unique results.
[ yeah. it's too bad that she won't be able to peek in on him here, with the doors far too noticeable compared to the open stairwells she liked to climb, to hide behind the wall of and watch her coworkers -- her friends -- do what interested them most, trying to find the fun in it by observation. maybe she can join a book club someday...
... for want of a book, though... ]
The same goes for you, Yesod, so I'm really looking forward to see what those grippers of yours might create in the long run! If you give it a shot, I mean. You don't have to force yourself to try anything that doesn't sound interesting to you.
[ ... and like that, the most careful of social steps back so it doesn't seem like she's making him feel obliged to do something with her or suggested by her. malkuth's eyes light up, literally, as she scours the map to make sure they're still on the right track, pausing a moment to turn down an alley. ]
This looks like a shortcut, but mind your step! I'm one to talk though, huh?
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[ though malkuth herself is by far more open now than even when she first met roland, she knows. less formal. she has him to thank for a good bit... one day. maybe.
but the next stop is theirs, so she stands and pulls yesod up by his wrist with little thought just to make sure they don't get separated in the crowd that comes with them. she'll let go outside of the shuttle don't worry. ]
Right! So! We are going to a secondhand store! One man's trash is another man's treasure! Or so I've read. It's right below a record store too... though they're mostly just for display I think, since technology's really blown it out of the water. Oh, and I saw there was a place that sells some pretty glass stuff around there too, we can go by and check it out too. Maybe they'll be offering classes on blowing! Wouldn't that be fun?
[ glass blowing... that could be fun... and dangerous... but fun... what could she make with molten glass... ]
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...Glass blowing?
[ Malkuth's enthusiasm seems genuine, as if she's confident that everything that she has read will prove as fun as it sounds, yielding treasure in the form of fascinating objects and experiences. Colorful things.
It would be pleasant to be a part of that. ]
What would you like to make?
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[ colorful bubbles... ]
But I guess that's how they make vases and stuff, huh? So maybe something like that for flowers... A couple of people I know really like them -- more the growing than anything though -- so it'd make for a nice gift, don't you think?
[ ...
maybe she is feel a little more comfortable, naturally, despite her best efforts to maintain a certain distance. as long as she doesn't look at the differences between his cloaking device from the appearance she knows, he really is... just the same, of course, yesod is always yesod, and malkuth is always malkuth. she can't help but be friendly and chatty. mm. maybe it isn't too bad, maybe she could... no, no. ]
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He does remember how it felt to enjoy a friend's company — this is reminiscent of that brief time. ]
You seem to be quite creative. I would be interested in witnessing the process, and I imagine that your friends would recognize the thought in such gifts.
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[ drawn by colors, naturally. would netzach here see the fun in painting? should she offer it? it might be nothing but a chore, left untouched, but maybe he'd just try it once and find something he likes. ]
I do want to make things for people, though. It's a good reason to try new hobbies with a goal like that.
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And if Malkuth enjoyed visiting Netzach to watch him paint, colors taking shape across the canvas, the absence of such moments must be difficult here as well. ]
My experience would most likely be similar to yours.
[ Guided by structure, logic, practical applications. ]
Nevertheless, finding inspiration through external sources doesn't diminish the ways in which your ideas will lead to unique results.
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... for want of a book, though... ]
The same goes for you, Yesod, so I'm really looking forward to see what those grippers of yours might create in the long run! If you give it a shot, I mean. You don't have to force yourself to try anything that doesn't sound interesting to you.
[ ... and like that, the most careful of social steps back so it doesn't seem like she's making him feel obliged to do something with her or suggested by her. malkuth's eyes light up, literally, as she scours the map to make sure they're still on the right track, pausing a moment to turn down an alley. ]
This looks like a shortcut, but mind your step! I'm one to talk though, huh?