vatheon | (no subject)

Who:

unnoticeable
When: during gilbert's arrival.
Where: canada's apartment.
Style: starting in third, but feel free to switch to [brackets] if you'd like. i don't mind either at all.
Status: closed.

"S- sorry. Orwell doesn't ring a bell. Is he a new writer?" He did sound interested in it, however, as the subject sounded possibly intriguing. On the other hand, it was also something that he could look into later on his own. In the meantime, he was offering him that towel finally. "Right now, I live in Yutopil apartments near Nostalgia Nook. It's quite a nice building, really. We can go there now, if you'd like."

With a friendly enough smile, he waited for a moment or two before starting back in the direction he came from. "The starfish is actually a communcations device around here. It's like a..." There was a slight pause as he looked for the proper word he was trying to find. "Cell phone, I believe. You can talk to people over it like using a regular phone, send them text messages, or even video chat. As a default, however, the thing broadcasts across the network as a whole so everyone can pretty much see whatever it is that you're doing. Of course, you can also hold private conversations over it." He hoped it was a simple enough explanation but sometimes he did have a habit of accidentally making things more complicated than they should be.

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At least he was nice enough to not pretend to drop him. He could always save that for later, anyway. "You're not even going to try them on?" Not that he was complaining but shoes were something he figured one generally wanted to try on. Had he known Gilbert was just planning to grab, he probably could have done that and saved him the effort of moving. Then again it was probably best that Gilbert chose or there was no telling what he'd end up with.

Gilbert never tried his shoes, relying mostly on gut instinct or luck to get comfortable shoes. He usually got the right shoes for him on the right go anyway, because he was awesome. "Nah, that takes time and work. Clothes!" he said excitedly, beginning to nudge Canada towards the clothes rack.

Shaking his head slightly, he simply offered a smile at that. There would be no room for complaints later. "Shall we just grab the first decent clothes we see tht fit as well?" Taking the cue, he was already heading over towards the clothing.

"Obviously, so long as they're too big if they don't fit properly," Gilbert said with a wise tone, "baggy clothing is soooo comfortable, y'know? Toasty warm and stuff."

"You know... as much as I would have hated to admit it before, you're right in that aspect." He was a bit guilty of owning some oversized sweatshirts that he liked to wear from time to time when he wasn't remembering to be proper. Though he did have to admit that he was a bit spoiled, too, with jeans and what not as well. "There's really nothing more enjoyable than snuggling down into an oversized sweatshirt and taking a nap."

"I know, right?" Gilbert said happily, grinning at Canada for understanding the comforts of a baggy sweater and a lazy afternoon. His brother always snapped at him for lounging about in too big clothing - so uptight. Where did Gilbert go wrong with him? "And thick sock slippers!"

Lazy afternoons are good afternoons. And can be stretched into good days. They were even better when pancakes were turned into dinner. So Gilbert at least didn't have to worry about Canada yelling at him for lounging around in too-big clothes or anything like that. "Of course. The kitchen is good for sliding around in, too, so it's good to have slipper socks." Which was always a plus. "We'll get you an extra set."

Gilbert grinned, slapping Canada companionably on the back. "You know the good things in life," he praised. "We will be the bestest of friends, make no mistake! So let's get all of our comfy clothes, go home, eat pancakes, and sleep for a billion years! I'll worry about the kidnapping and weirdoes later."

There was a soft whine for just a moment before he finally ended up chuckling. "I think you just may be right." A smile accompanied his words as he gave Gilbert a thumbs up. "In fact, that sounds like a great plan right now, too." Pancakes, naps, and being comfortable - that's what the world needed. If everyone had those, then he was pretty sure there would be a world-wide peace. That's what the world really needed.

"We're still stopping at the candy shop." That was still important.

"Yeah, I know. Can't have a relaxing day without gorging ourselves on an actual mountain of chocolate, after all!" Gilbert snorted, finishing in grabbing some clothes for himself. Hm, lots of baggy sweaters, some shirts and trousers...yup, he was done.

"I'm glad you understand." His tone was slightly teasing. He'd complain later about Gilbert's lack of trying on clothing since it was something that could wait. There were more important things at hand. Like Canada dragging Gilbert towards the door so they could head to the next store. They wouldn't be too long, really. Just long enough to look around and pick up a few things.