[ it’s exciting, in a strange way. it’s an adventure, a break from the usual. with everyone in good hands and Megumi returned to fill Yuji’s heart back up, it’s easier now to just leave the tracker ring behind on the desk of their shared room and go. a small pack of necessities and they’re off, just like that.
it’s thrilling. he doesn’t even mind the heat on this side of the world. it’s like stepping back in time, leaving behind the dark to wander back into the morning light without a care in the world. ]
That one over there, shaped like a triangle.
[ the one he’s pointing at seems to be the Luxor, shining beetle-black. ]
[ He's never been in America, never felt any desire to go to that country. Its people roaming the streets of Tokyo were enough to keep Nanami's attention on the shores closer to home.
Coming to this city, this future iteration of it, seems to reinforce whatever unfavourable opinion he's had about 'America'.
Hidden behind his glasses, Choso's choice does get a slight side-eye from Nanami. After the recent missions, he would have picked one of the other atrocities, but perhaps it's the aesthetics that have drawn the half-human's eye, and not the connotations.
A soft sigh, a little pat on the head, and they're headed toward that shiny black thing. Them, being who they are, have no trouble getting the suite Choso wants, all paid with their hard earned kryptos, be it from missions or whatever side hustles they engage in.
Once in the room, Nanami takes a moment to take in the view. A city in the middle of the desert. The hubris... ]
[ had the Luxor been constructed of sandstone and erected in a desert as old as time, Choso may have had different feelings on the matter, but here in this garish city of iniquity, it just happens to be the shiniest place around. naturally, the shape of the rooms must be examined. things like this are what Choso has saved up for, frivolous cat expenditures aside.
he isn’t disappointed. when they get to the room, he spends the first few minutes surveying Everything in sight, from the bed to the desk to the angle of the wall and ceiling, all with an open-mouthed awe usually best found on the most countriest of bumpkins.
with a deadly seriousness, Choso eventually turns to stare at Nanami, halfway clambered up onto the tiled rim of what looks like a jacuzzi tub. ]
We can take baths right here. This is luxury, Nanamin.
[ He lets the cute little goth bumpkin take everything in, watches Choso observe and examine the room with a seriousness that is at odds with the nature of this place, but. Somehow it's cute. From what he's learned about Itadori's brother, the very essence is that this is a new soul, one that didn't get enough time to fully explore and enjoy it the way it deserves.
Snapping a quick picture of Choso conquering the jacuzzi, Nanami clears his throat to prevent the laugh from escaping, and approaches the other man. ]
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it’s thrilling. he doesn’t even mind the heat on this side of the world. it’s like stepping back in time, leaving behind the dark to wander back into the morning light without a care in the world. ]
That one over there, shaped like a triangle.
[ the one he’s pointing at seems to be the Luxor, shining beetle-black. ]
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Coming to this city, this future iteration of it, seems to reinforce whatever unfavourable opinion he's had about 'America'.
Hidden behind his glasses, Choso's choice does get a slight side-eye from Nanami. After the recent missions, he would have picked one of the other atrocities, but perhaps it's the aesthetics that have drawn the half-human's eye, and not the connotations.
A soft sigh, a little pat on the head, and they're headed toward that shiny black thing. Them, being who they are, have no trouble getting the suite Choso wants, all paid with their hard earned kryptos, be it from missions or whatever side hustles they engage in.
Once in the room, Nanami takes a moment to take in the view. A city in the middle of the desert. The hubris... ]
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he isn’t disappointed. when they get to the room, he spends the first few minutes surveying Everything in sight, from the bed to the desk to the angle of the wall and ceiling, all with an open-mouthed awe usually best found on the most countriest of bumpkins.
with a deadly seriousness, Choso eventually turns to stare at Nanami, halfway clambered up onto the tiled rim of what looks like a jacuzzi tub. ]
We can take baths right here. This is luxury, Nanamin.
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Snapping a quick picture of Choso conquering the jacuzzi, Nanami clears his throat to prevent the laugh from escaping, and approaches the other man. ]
You want to try it now?