asgardmeridiem | [closed] i'll follow you until you love me

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I... guess I'm lucky on that front. [yes, let's call it that for now...]

[...but ok what is this. it's like they're playing a game—how much worse can this get?] Uh. Anything in particular, or...?

Or you were lucky, since it certainly seems like you've caught their attention now. [this is said more like a passing comment and not like the totally horrific revelation it is...

he gives the list another glance before shrugging.] There aren't any specifics listed here. I'd stick with some general things, though. Like... certain hobbies or activities, I suppose? [yes that is a question small talk is not one of the things he's good at]

I guess I don't like monsters and rude people... [yeah, he's totally just being boring and generic on purpose. HE'S STARTING TO GET REALLY CREEPED OUT NOW, SOB.]

I think weird surveys from strangers are somewhere on the list, too. [... yeah ok he couldn't resist letting that one slip.]

[wow, he falls under every single thing Hope mentioned... just shooting him an ultra flat look.]

This isn't exactly my idea of a wonderful time either, but since I'm such a generous person, I'll give you a choice. You can either deal with me asking you these questions, or you can deal with Sena or Yozora. But I'll tell you now that I'm only asking the questions, do you really want to deal with the people who wrote them? [do you really want the Friendless Loser ringleaders in your life]

[OOPS??]

... No, it's fine. Sorry, that was pretty rude of me.

[...and yeah no that's ok]

[IRONIES but yep waving a hand dismissively]

It was a reasonable reaction, I'd likely have the same one if our situations were reversed. [no his reaction would probably be ten times more bratty and twenty times more violent] It would simply be in your best interest to humor me for the moment. I'll even go easy on you, it isn't as though they would be able to discern which bits of information are true or false unless they decide to take up stalking you.

[he doesn't sound like he's joking about that last bit at all...]

[sooo much foreboding, oh my god.]

... All right. How many more questions are there?

[see he is saving them both in the end, really...

also glancing over that list again] Let's see... There are nine more items to cross off, but only two of them are questions. [looking over that address question...] One of which I'll spare you.

Is it that bad? Or... what?

You would likely find it a bit bizarre for a stranger to ask it of you, that's all. [...] It makes me wonder exactly how much social tact those two are lacking in, though. You wouldn't approach a stranger and ask where their residence is, would you? [SIGH yozora and sena...]

But they might not have intended for this to be a question to ask directly in the first place.

...

The fact that it's supposed to be asked underhandedly makes it even creepier.

Trust me, I'm well aware. The only reason you're being subjected to this at all is because I wish to avoid having to deal with their alarming antics myself.

[but after he looks over the list again he realizes that none of these are suitable questions to ask strangers sena, yozora, what are you thinking... so instead he taps on his bracelet to send a text while speaking at the same time.]

I'll spare you the other question, on second thought. I'm assuming even they have their limits when it comes to causing discomfort in the people around them, so I doubt they'll double check. Allow me to check one more thing off of my list before leaving, then. [the text reads:] "First text" is quite simple compared to "ask address", I'd say.

All right. [at least he's... considering the weirdness of this. he's then alerted by his own bracelet, after which he gives quite a questioning look to Charles.]

Do I, uh, have to reply back by text, or...?

[this is so silly... but okay, he'll take it over creepiness any day.]

[he waves his free hand, switching the feed off.]

You don't have to. The list doesn't say that an actual conversation needed to be held, and if they want more than what's written down, they need to specify it. [shrugs! this is a decision made partially because he doesn't want to drag out the suffering of some stranger he doesn't even have a bone to pick with, but mostly because he is just lazy and will go out of his way to do as little work as possible...]

A-all right.

Is... that it? Are we done? [he doesn't hold any ill will toward the other boy, of course, but he is still wondering... just what the heck this is all for. also he needs to find out who the heck Sena and Yozora are so he can ask them what the hell is this even.]

[he's had his fill of glancing over this ridiculous checklist for now, so he doesn't bother glancing over it again, instead waving his handful of papers around dismissively before cramming them all back into the file.]

For now. I can fill out most of these without aid and I'll see what I can do about anything that might crop up in the future, so I'll leave you to the rest of your shift in the meantime. Do pay mind to your surroundings now that you have those two aware of your existence, though. [just a friendly... warning.....]

All right.

... Thanks? [he's not sure if he should say that or not; the dude kind of did just come and bother him in the middle of work. but he still thinks he should say something... sob.] Will I be seeing you again?

[yes he has just hand-delivered what is possibly going to be the most awkward interaction Hope has here, but at least he was polite enough to say thanks...]

I'll be certain to give you ample warning if you do see me a second time. [no more worrying about him randomly busting into work shifts, at least! but yep he's just gonna raise the hand not carrying the folder in a parting gesture and turn to leave.] Thank you for your cooperation.

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