[Open] 002. Daily Life

[fortunyx]

Who: Ryoji Mochizuki and you!
When: Throughout July
Where: The Sorcerous Quill, Small Stall, Sew and Tell, The Street
What: Just typical Ryoji Shenanigans
Warnings: None

A. Snow Zombies!

[Actually, no. It isn't a snow zombie. But it's probably understandable that you would think so. You are probably on your merry way elsewhere or maybe you're helping clean the streets of snow. But sooner or later, you would feel a hand come out of nowhere weakly take hold of your leg. The owner of that hand is none other than Ryoji Mochizuki, buried deep in the snow. He looks at you, his skin pale and the white of the snow clinging to his black hair doesn't make things any better.

He is shivering, struggling to say something.]

S-S-S-S-So...rry...

[He may be feeling like death but that is no excuse for not apologizing to someone.]

B. The Perfect Model

Oh! I think they'd be perfect for it.

[And someone is pointing right at you. The harpy boy goes over to you before he gently takes you by the shoulders, leading you back towards the lady that he had been talking to earlier. He gives you a bright smile and a supportive thumbs up. Just what has this boy dragged you into? Probably not something good.]

The perfect model is right here! They have the face for it, you know?

[He may or may not have just pulled you into a quick modelling gig. Nothing too serious but...whoops?]

C. Business is Business

[Ryoji sits at a stall that he agreed to run because he has "a pretty face". He's honored to take the reigns on this but he doesn't understand how a pretty face relates to selling...weaponry. But Ryoji is going to certainly try his best to use his money maker to sell these things. He puts a smile on his face as he holds up a simple axe.]

We have axes here! Really nice axes!

[Well, he thinks they are nice axes. He isn't too sure about that. But they have some unique carvings on them so that must mean they are good quality, right? Right.]

D. Scribe Work

[Ryoji believes he's good at writing which is why he accepted this request. Also, he is borderline broke. That also contributed to it. But it seems that his mind his elsewhere since everything he writes down always seems to lead off into something not relating to the spell work that they wanted him to write down. He lays his head down on the desk provided to him and lets out a small groan.]

It's hopeless...

Comments

B.

[fordeath]

[ on the contrary, ryoji, you've met the singular man in all of geardagas that is perhaps too vain to really deserve such attention.

amadeus, though briefly surprised, soaks up the compliment like a sponge – his expression lighting right up at the prospect. ] Oh! You think so? [ he even lets him drag him around, and all of his sharp, angled features seem to gleam. ] You know, I've been told so before, but I never really took it to heart.

[fortunyx]

Oh, you should have! I'm sure you'd make tons of money from it. No one would ever be able to get enough!

[Well, Ryoji likes giving compliments. The Caster Servant is about to get tons of it.]

I spotted you immediately and just knew a camera would love you! I'm sure the person in charge will be able to find the perfect outfit for you to model. If you wouldn't mind that, of course?

[He gives Amadeus a small smile, hoping to get a yes.]

[fordeath]

[ well, there are compliments and then there are compliments — and while neither really seem to take the delightful humor out of him, amadeus receives those layers of them as though ryoji were simply teasing him. ]

Ahahaha, you have a masterful way of procuring favors, my good sir. [ he leans in to give the boy a quick nudge to the shoulder. ] Who could say no to that? As it happens, I have time!