voice| on the other (octopus) hand

[ohrlyeh]

[Usually Howard interacts with the network through text, since he's nervous of using any other format, but this time, his deep and weary voice can be heard.]

Um. A question out of curiosity, I-I suppose. If you've "received" a physical change through Retrospec, what was it? If you've received several, what is the worst one...?

[There's the sound of something falling off a table onto the floor. He lets out a shuddering sigh, his tone slightly exasperated.]

Yeah. [A pause.] Before I forget, I need someone who can go out and get some groceries for me. I'll pay you for it. I just don't feel like going outside for a while. I-I'm fine...really...............

[ooc: somebody's got tentacle hands now. life is fun!]

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[livingimpaired]

[ Could it be something with his eyes, again? No. What a surprise, though, to actually hear Howard record his voice and post it asking for help. It warms the heart a little, and he wonders how many will hop to assist. Many, of course. He is well-loved, even if he doesn't realize how warm the circle that surrounds him is. Hm, the circle that surrounds, huh? ]

[maidofmistakes]

I... kind of have super strength now. Is that a physical change or just a "help, I'm breaking everything I touch" change?

[beneathmoonlight]

Well, I just woke up with white hair with a black stripe in it. So that and my eyes.

I don’t mind helping you get groceries if you need it, Howard-san, but I hope you’re okay.

[livingimpaired]

[ Like a noose.

The thought is there and gone in an instant. ]

Drowned a little in the light of others, hm?
I do think I should warn others not to cause you to burn up in their sparkling sunshine.

[ohrlyeh]

Super strength? [A pause. He's actually looking over at like, most of his cabinet contents on the floor because he can't control his own hands.]

Do you, erm, accidentally break things with it?

[thesettingsun]

The ink blood is definitely the most dramatic change for me.

I'll be over in fifteen minutes.

[Maybe not with groceries, but with hugs.]

[ohrlyeh]

It's fine, Kei. [He sounds slightly annoyed.] I mean, I don't plan on seeing anyone's, uh, "sunshine" anyways. It's just groceries.

[ohrlyeh]

I know about the eyes, but...your hair?

[White hair? That's an odd color...and with his two-toned eyes...]

Like, naturally white? Not dyed?

[livingimpaired]

[ Hm. He is in a bad mood. ]

So it is.
I suppose if you say that it is fine, so I should not worry.
And yet I worry a little.

Dismissing the point of the sunny personalities of others, I mean more about are you really doing all right?

[odasaku]

No changes from me.

I’ll pick up your groceries, but can you do something in return? I picked up Sakura’s mail and it’s grown teeth. It’s locked in a spare room but I’d rather keep Akage safe...

[ohrlyeh]

I still wonder how you get along with that. I mean...does ink carry oxygen like regular blood does...?

[Howard, this isn't the time to apply LOGIC to MAGIC.]

And i-it's okay, Shuji. I'm not coming out...

[ohrlyeh]

It's...what?

[WHAT.]

Thanks. And...what do you want me to do? With the mail, I mean?

[beneathmoonlight]

Naturally white.

[He sends a picture.]

I don’t know why there’s only one stripe.

[maidofmistakes]

Yes. Uh... a lot. I kind of had to leave the house for a while because I was scared of wrecking everything in sight. At least I had a little help learning to use it, but I'm still nowhere near good or anything.

[thesettingsun]

Magic, probably. [Shuji's trying not to think too hard about it in case his body stops working in a puff of logic.]

I'm not asking you to come out, I'm coming in.

[Clearly completely different.]

[ohrlyeh]

...

[He would lie if it was anyone else, but...]

[He lets out a long, tired sigh.]

No. I'm not.

[ohrlyeh]

Oh dear. I mean, it's not half bad on you, but that seems...random, to have as a natural hair color, especially at your age.

Maybe you have two-toned hair? Like your eyes...

[odasaku]

Teeth. And some sort of sentience. It’s angry.

Not the mail. I’m trying to contact Sakura to see if it calms down or something.

Can you take care of Akage? She likes you so I couldn’t think of anyone else...sorry if it’s a bother.

[beneathmoonlight]

Maybe. It’s kind of ridiculous, but at least it’s all cosmetic.

You didn’t...get another change, did you?

[ohrlyeh]

Right. Magic...

[He shakes his head at that, though he realizes that is not going to get captured through voice.]

Shuji, please, I mean, I know you're my friend, I know you're worried, but you don't need to...see me like this.

[ohrlyeh]

Okay. Good luck with the the...mail with teeth.

["Can you take care of Akage?" Uh. WELL. He stares out at the tentacles currently flowing out of his sleeves, curled all over the floor.]

I mean...I suppose I could? Just not for too long, I'm dealing with a lot of stuff right now, but I'd be happy to have her for a bit.

[KICKS HIMSELF, WHAT ARE YOU DOING]

[thesettingsun]

Are you worried that you're going to scare me? Because you're not. That's just impossible, because I know you.

[It's Howard. He couldn't be scared of Howard.]

And I might not need to see you like this, but I do need to give you a hug.

audio.

[livingimpaired]

[ Solidarity is best in these situations. ]

I didn't think that you were, but I also don't like putting you too much on the spot when you already feel low. [ There is a half-laugh, aimed at himself. ] I'm afraid I cannot come to be at your side, and I am certain you will find yourself not wanting in groceries. [ A smile in his words. ]

But I am here. Didn't I say so? No matter what... I will accept you? [ Very subtle, Howard, asking about physical changes and not wanting to go outside. He pretends to not notice out of respect for him, but still lets him know his stance on things. ]

[odasaku]

I’m sorry for imposing. Just give me the grocery list. You don’t have to pay for it; it’s my thanks for taking care of Akage.

[ohrlyeh]

Oh, that's unfortunate. At least you got a handle on it, though.

[Maybe he can get a handle on this? It seems...unlikely.]

How much can you lift?