Futureverse

[oneblackcat]

PSL with Athena. AKA That Game With Insane Amounts of Worldbuilding.

More here later, yada yada yada.

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[plight_of_the_navigator]

Nami doesn't say it, but she'd rather write a song about Akaya finding a happy relationship. She already has what she needs.

"The latest drama is that DiMaggio and Armani are having a feud over an interview in Fashion Beat where DiMaggio dissed Armani's latest line of suits as making the men look girdled."

The sounds of zippers and buckles being fastened come from Nami's side of the curtain. After another minute or two, she steps back out in a midriff top and tight black pants. The top was made of a ribbed armor-like material, almost black but with a metallic purple glint under the light and studded around the hems. The same material formed the belt, a couple of criss-crossing hoops sewn to the thighs, and a headband-like ornament atop her head.

"Hokuto's would have cerise as the undercolor, and Zatanna's got blue. We could get you something matching in green to go with your eyes," she offers with a grin. Hey, he might say he's got his outfit, but that doesn't mean no mind-changing is possible.

[crimsonmoon]

"Pfft! Who cares about that kinda thing?" Seriously. Even musician drama is quite stupid in Akaya's opinion. Just make the kind of music (or clothes, whatever) that you want.

He leans back and takes a scrutinizing look at Nami's outfit. She's got a nice body and knows how to make it look good.

"Not bad. I like this whole armor thing you have going on right there." He gestures.

"I'm gonna stick to my own thing, though. You know me. Gotta be the center of attention."

[plight_of_the_navigator]

Nami can only shrug to Akaya's question. She keeps up, enjoys gabbing about it with Hokuto, but can't call it a serious investment of her emotional energy.

At Akaya's remark on his taste for attention, Nami grins and sets a hand on her hip. "Just don't do it in a bad way. We still have to complement each other. I'm gonna put in the order for Z's and Hokuto's of this."

[crimsonmoon]

"Hn."

Akaya, do it in a bad way? Oh hell no. He rises to his feet, sliding his phone into his back pocket.

"When have I ever did anything in a bad way?" He grins.

[plight_of_the_navigator]

"You shouldn't be standing up if you really want an answer," Nami quips back with a wink. Hey, you set yourself up that blatantly, you shouldn't be surprised to get a rib!

[crimsonmoon]

Oh hey, now.

"I can take it."

You wanna dish on him? Go for it. Challenge accepted.

[plight_of_the_navigator]

Nami sticks her tongue out, pokes his forehead with her forefinger, and goes back behind the curtain to change back into her street clothes without elaboration.