[Sunny sits next to her at the edge of the pile, but doesn't dive in quite so much himself. He wants to give her space if that's what she needs. He's hardly bold even when he's on friendly terms with someone; then again, Izutsumi has never called Sunny her friend, so he doesn't assume he is.]
[In response to this, Sunny holds the console high above his head with two arms straight up. He nods, then lowers it back down, angling himself so she can see him play a level.
[He's...not the best teacher, really; doesn't say a word the entire time. But the little 8-bit platformer he's playing is simple. He jumps along, collecting coins and bopping enemies out of the way. When he gets to the end of the level, a little jingle plays. Hooray!
[He turns to glance at her, to see how she's taken it all in.]
[ izutsumi sniffs it for a moment before placing her fingers on the right buttons. she doesn't have her incredible reflexes, but she still reacts faster than a human. ]
[Sunny leans over to watch her play, not quite realizing that he has to scoot a bit. They're sitting a lot closer now. There's the smallest little smile on his face. She's doing pretty good for someone who's never played. He gives her a little thumbs up.]
[ hmm. izutsumi tilts her head up, her tail swishing as she considers her thoughts. she thinks about warped desires and playing pretend. like thistle had done. like others in the dungeon had.
but.
she doesn't know how to express that. so she tries to think of it like senshi would. ]
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[Sunny sits next to her at the edge of the pile, but doesn't dive in quite so much himself. He wants to give her space if that's what she needs. He's hardly bold even when he's on friendly terms with someone; then again, Izutsumi has never called Sunny her friend, so he doesn't assume he is.]
Watch first? Or try first?
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[He's...not the best teacher, really; doesn't say a word the entire time. But the little 8-bit platformer he's playing is simple. He jumps along, collecting coins and bopping enemies out of the way. When he gets to the end of the level, a little jingle plays. Hooray!
[He turns to glance at her, to see how she's taken it all in.]
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that's all she's got at the moment. ]
What are you doing in it?
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[He starts the next level, but it's still only Level 2. He takes it slow.]
Jump. [He demonstrates with the A button.]
Dash. [B.]
Move...[The control pad.]
Kill enemies. [Bop!] Collect...coins. [Ding!] Don't fall...
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[ she taps on the screen idly. ]
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Just pictures.
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That's . . . less interesting.
I collect coins and kill people in real life.
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[He keeps his eyes on the screen and starts the next level.]
You kill people...?
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[He finishes the level, holding the console out for her. He tilts his head a bit.]
It's just for fun.
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I guess I'll try . . .
You just press buttons?
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[ the appeal is still lost on her but pressing buttons is fun. ]
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Why?
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but.
she doesn't know how to express that. so she tries to think of it like senshi would. ]
Do you get hungry?
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So when you're not filling it with real things, the hunger never goes away.
cw: suicidal ideation
I'm...not hungry...like that.
[He doesn't want anything from life. He's given up on it.]
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1/2 cw: alter shifting
2/2
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