† Game 1 †Turn 5 †

[eidoloncast]

accidental video;

[He's waiting right outside the gate that closes his estate off from the normal street, looking out over it- everything is so festive. He supposes with time things became more extravagant and easier to decorate. He's impressed but he's not going to show it. His arms are folded across his chest as he waits.

The holidays always felt lonely. But he supposes he has no one to blame but himself for it.

Could friends really be so bad? Attachment could be, he reasons, but he doesn't know how to escape. This is his prison, now, even if there are some nice things about it. Rin should be here soon.]

Comments

[a-parting-word.livejournal.com]

...what gift would you like?

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

...I do not need anything. I will be getting you something, however, this holiday is not from your world. I do not expect you to share our customs.

[a-parting-word.livejournal.com]

With respect, there's no point in getting me anything. As you've said yourself, this doesn't... matter to me.

But it's part of the rite for someone who celebrates it to receive something, isn't it? That should settle that. It's only that I'm not entirely sure what it would be appropriate to give someone of your world and... age. Tangerines, I suppose?

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

I am fifteen years old.

[He seems a bit curt because he doesn't like being looked at as a small child.]

Anyway, it doesn't really matter to me either.

[a-parting-word.livejournal.com]

What does a young man of fifteen do, there?

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

What do you mean, exactly?

[a-parting-word.livejournal.com]

If he is not to be treated as a child, then how is a fifteen your old boy dealt with in your world? What does he do?