[OPEN LOG]

[nukeoleptic]

Who: Jade + literally anyone
What: Jade bribing people into her restaurant with free things.
When: Day 355.
Where: The Highwind, in Heimdall's district.
Rating: PG-13 for language at most!

EDITED TO ADD: Also, totally feel free to threadjack and use this as a mingle log IF YOU WOULD LIKE ♥

[ It had worked once before, back in the heat of late summer in Asgard, so Jade was trying it again. She had dragged the sign out to the front of the store, right in the middle of the sidewalk, and written in huge letters:

free hot chocolate! :D
just come inside ♥

The temperature hadn't broken the sixty degree mark today - it was getting chilly fast. Both Orihime and Annabeth were gone, and the store was oddly quiet. Jade will be found keeping herself busy throughout the day with odd little chores when it's completely empty of customers - sweeping, dusting, and occasionally dozing in a booth near the door when the boredom becomes too much to bear. ]

Comments

[wasthemaster]

[...it's. Startling, really, to hear something that truthful and that honest and something that can be applied to his life at the moment and at home. Exceptions and generalizations and prejudices and changes. They all tied together, didn't they? The fact that he's openly staring at her says volumes about what he thinks on it, how he knows she's correct and how he's impressed by how it was worded.]

So I suppose the next question is how do you separate the generalizations from the exceptions?

[lethechained]

[It doesn't swell her pride (there isn't really much to swell in the first place) but she offers a small smile all the same, half for his sake and half in gratitude, that he should actually listen to the answer. She doesn't think her own two cents worth much more than the name would imply for any reason other than what she hopes is truthfulness, is the opportunity to help someone understand a little more about the world and possibly themselves.]

Experience, I'd say. Keeping your mind and your eyes open. [... Well,] Ears, too. You can't be too hasty, but you also have to be brave enough to accept the answer you get, whether you like it or not. A lot of things are like that, I think. Other than that - I suppose some people would call it intuition. Your heart may know things that your mind hasn't found out yet. [....] Not that I would suggest making all of your decisions based on your feelings, but... sometimes it helps to listen to your gut. That's how they put it, isn't it?

[wasthemaster]

I suppose that's how they put it, yes. [There's a hesitant grin back as his mind continues to quietly explode in his skull. It made complete and total sense even if he didn't want to really apply it to his life.] I'd rather base all of my decisions solely on logic and facts than feelings. [But his tone suggests that he knows he can't and that he doesn't.] But excellent answer.

When did you get to be so smart anyway?

[lethechained]

[The smile she offers back is not hesitant, but it's also patient, somehow, like she's waiting for everything to sink in. Nodding,] It'd be nice if you could. [It's not aggressive, just sympathetic. Sometimes facts are hard to come by.] Thank you.

[Gosh, a compliment. It makes her laugh once, almost shyly -- she gets a lick right on the cheek from the dog, jumps, and turns to him a moment, hurries up with the ear scratches,] I'm sorry, I've been neglecting you. [Or you know, not being as focused on him as before. Looking back up at Draco,]

It's just... something I've had to learn, that's all. [Like a lot of things are.] ... I know a thing or two about exceptions.

[wasthemaster]

I never said I couldn't. [But he acknowledges he can't and so he lets the subject drop in favor of grinning at her and his dog. Osiris makes him happy by himself, but he also likes Namine enough that he's willing to move on.]

That doesn't surprise me in the slightest. Dare I ask?

[lethechained]

[She's willing enough to let the subject drop if he is, and even more so when she'd rather just smile because of his grinning. It's nice, really, whenever she can see someone happy, even help them be and even more so when it's probably someone who could stand to smile every now and again.]

Well--

[She tilts her head slightly one way, then the other. ... Since it's him,]

I guess the easiest way to put it is... that some of the things that are true of almost anyone else in most of the worlds out there aren't true of me, or of some of the other people I've known. [Way to be vague, Naminé.] But-- after all, this place is full of exceptional people, isn't it? [By each other's standards, at least.]

[wasthemaster]

I suppose that depends on what you consider to be exceptional. I know my standards as a wizard vary from a Muggle's. I thought there wasn't much that could surprise me anymore and then I arrived here.

[lethechained]

Of course. [Here, have another little smile.] I sort of felt the same way. Or I would have, I suppose, if I'd really thought about it. I... spent a lot of time being surprised, myself. I don't think much of it seems strange to me anymore, exactly, but there's always something I at least haven't heard of.