6/9: Ion

[randori]

[ Some time after the trial, before any of them can get too far, Natsuo seeks one of the Ions out. Has he met this one before? Both of them? The same one three times...? He hates the fact that there are two— the fact that he has to think of them as two, instead of them being their own person.

After everything he said in the trial, he isn't even sure how to approach this again. So he does it with a stiff march up to Ion, hand straight out in a handshake. ]

Hi. My name's Natsuo.

[ Can't remember if they've met before? No problem. He will just scrap everything he's learned about either of them, and start everything all over again. ]

Comments

[fragileprophet]

Okay, it's a promise.

[He holds out his hand again, but this time, to shake on a promise.]

We'll definitely eat together, no matter what.

[randori]

Yes!!

[ He takes Ion's hands in both of his, and instead of shaking on it, he raises their arms way up in the air over their heads ]

It's a promise, then!

[fragileprophet]

[Not expecting the gesture, Ion stumbles a little, but then he's just laughing more, happily, allowing his hands to be held up in the sky. He can't remember the last time he's laughed--laughed like this, without a care, at least in a single instant. It makes his cheeks flush with warmth.]

Thank you, Natsuo. I think we'll become good friends!

[randori]

[ Natsuo grins widely, letting their arms linger up there for a moment before dropping them again, not yet letting go. ]

We will! I won't stop until we're friends, so let's eat together and get along and be good friends!

[fragileprophet]

Okay! We'll do that--all of it!

[Lewd. Handholding.]