M-mmn... y-yeah, I think so. [She rubs at her head as she pushes up to her knees, unable to see the other person but hearing her voice just fine.] Did they really change our rooms again?
[Cause that is definitely not Raven up in that hammock.
Right?
...
Maybe she better make sure?????
Sorry, Izumo, someone's peeking her head over the edge of your hammock because she is really, really short.
[ she'll look over at hikaru as she peeks at her but doesn't do much moving. ]
Did you really doubt that from my voice?
[ did raven have some ability to change his voice to sound like girl?? men could have a range in their voice but she doubted him being able to do something like this. ]
So, roommates for the week. If it looks this drastically different then I can only imagine what it looks like to the north.
Only a little. [She doesn't seem fazed by the comment, content to move away with just a mild flicker of disappointment and tired regret when she's still close enough.
That regret escalates to full on guilt for a brief moment at the topic change.]
You mean where the space station was, right?
...
Do you think there's gonna be boats, or something? Or maybe a beach? That's where people like to use these kinds of things, right?
[She is going to work on throwing her bedding and all her discarded plushies back onto her hammock. Big dog, a fish with plastic pieces pinned onto it, and a little plushie of a blond dude with a green cape and a weird headband.]
Probably. [ she replies lazily. ] It looks like we're in a boat right now, doesn't it? I couldn't make head's or tails of last week, but this is pretty easy.
[ there's a carefree and listless feeling that lingers around izumo. she should get up and out of her hammock but she just. doesn't feel like it. maybe in a bit. ]
[It's unfamiliar, to have such a laid-back feeling resonate.]
Mmn... Maybe. Last week reminded me of something, but I... I don't really remember what it was. Definitely not spaceships, though.
[She'll blow her bangs out of her face as she hops back into her hammock, sitting in it backwards to be opposite her roommate.]
You're... Izumo-chan, right? [It's sincere and curious, genuinely delighted, and there's a twinge of something sad when she recognizes the face as the girl who looked so broken at the execution.] We haven't gotten to meet yet, I don't think.
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[Cause that is definitely not Raven up in that hammock.
Right?
...
Maybe she better make sure?????
Sorry, Izumo, someone's peeking her head over the edge of your hammock because she is really, really short.
Hello.]
Oh, good, okay. You really aren't Raven-san.
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Did you really doubt that from my voice?
[ did raven have some ability to change his voice to sound like girl?? men could have a range in their voice but she doubted him being able to do something like this. ]
So, roommates for the week. If it looks this drastically different then I can only imagine what it looks like to the north.
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That regret escalates to full on guilt for a brief moment at the topic change.]
You mean where the space station was, right?
...
Do you think there's gonna be boats, or something? Or maybe a beach? That's where people like to use these kinds of things, right?
[She is going to work on throwing her bedding and all her discarded plushies back onto her hammock. Big dog, a fish with plastic pieces pinned onto it, and a little plushie of a blond dude with a green cape and a weird headband.]
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[ there's a carefree and listless feeling that lingers around izumo. she should get up and out of her hammock but she just. doesn't feel like it. maybe in a bit. ]
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Mmn... Maybe. Last week reminded me of something, but I... I don't really remember what it was. Definitely not spaceships, though.
[She'll blow her bangs out of her face as she hops back into her hammock, sitting in it backwards to be opposite her roommate.]
You're... Izumo-chan, right? [It's sincere and curious, genuinely delighted, and there's a twinge of something sad when she recognizes the face as the girl who looked so broken at the execution.] We haven't gotten to meet yet, I don't think.
I'm Hikaru. Shidou Hikaru.