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voice call; un: #stronger-than-you（＾ω＾）

[hollow_purple]

Hey there! Hi! What's up roomie~?

[ I am so sorry for this, Zoro. ]

Looks like I've been classed as a submissive by accident or someshit, I know right? Me of all people huh! Annnnnyway exciting news for you is that we're gonna be bunking together! ~Yay~ You don't snore do'ya? And if we get actual bunks, I shotgun the top one!!

Anyway, I've not been around for the last few nights as I bumped into an old friend here, been crashing at there's- Dude you should see how the other half live here! It's sooooo unfair! But yea! I'm your roommate, the one and only Gojo Satoru~

voice call; un: swords

[swornsword]

[Zoro registers the username (a baseless claim), the terms "roomie" and "submissive" (things he never consented to), and contemplates disregarding the message (doing everyone a favor in the process). But then this stranger — Gojo, he calls himself — brings up beds and weapons in the same sentence. In the end, it's a simple choice.

Zoro serenely places the device between Wado Ichimonji's hilt and his own chest. He rests his head against the pillows.

His next words are low and languid.]


. . . I'm already sleeping on the top bunk.

[hollow_purple]

[ Listen punk, Gojo Satoru is the strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer of his time! Don’t be calling his name a baseless claim unless you’re willing to go toe-to-toe with him! However, the rest of that, sure, he’d agree! He never picked to be submissive nor did he pick to have a roommate but here they are and you’re stuck with him now, unless one of them gets a contract and moves out before the other that is. And honestly, who in their right mind would want someone like Gojo?! He’s a total liability.

For a moment then, Gojo thought he’d called the wrong number or that it had gone straight to voicemail until that unimpressed voice responded. ]

-What? Hey! No that’s not fair!! I’m not even there yet! You can’t anyway! I called shotgun, don’t you know the unspoken rule of calling shotgun my man!? Wanna fight me for it? Rock, paper, scissors? Thumb wars? Ever heard of this dumb game called Hot Hands, Slapsies, Slap Jack, red tomato, slappy-patties?

[swornsword]

[Nobody's talked to him like this since his dojo days. Zoro crosses one leg over the other, quietly assessing the voice on the other end of the line.]

How old are you.

un: m

[fightcoded]

had ur debut yet?

[ He knows the answer, but the illusion of free will is important to people. The more he can give it to people, the less they usually dislike him. ]

[swornsword]

yeah. didn't need an entry fee after all, but thank you for the info and the offer

[Saying he had the funds made getting his foot into the door easier from Zoro's end, at least.]

[fightcoded]

they waived ur entry fee?
damn
u must have a beautiful smile

[ Just kidding. He saw that finder plug. ]

[swornsword]

it was vrenille.

[fightcoded]

his partners hakkyuu
so that makes sense
hes got rbf for days

video; @diversions

[cryfrustration]

[Just as promised, Vrenille calls that evening after their chat. The rebuild of the Manor is still not complete, so he's in the basement--quite a large basement that's been subdivided into different living areas by a variety of screens and curtains so that from where he sits only part of it's visible.

He's in what counts as his "bedroom"--there are a couple of mattresses stacked on the floor, crates and boxes in place of drawers and furniture. It's relatively tidy for what it is, but it's still, in effect, a makeshift camp in something like an underground bunker, lighting functional enough to see, but garishly bright in some places and deeply shadowed in others.

Vrenille doesn't look the least bit put out by any of that though. He's dressed in comfortable inside clothes, soft and loose fitting. He looks cozy, relaxed, and he greets Zoro with an easy smile, sitting cross legged on his bed.]

Hey. Welcome to the...well, it was called 'the Manor at Forest Sauvage.' [He snorts a little.] Or 'the terrarium.' Neither suits it real well right now.

video; swords

[swornsword]

[Zoro, a picture of forced austerity, sits on the hard cot in his cell. Drab city-issued clothes, several weeks' wear etched in wrinkles and faded color, cling to his muscular frame. He's rolled up the sleeves, revealing forearms dusted with a faint sheen of sweat despite the cool temperature of the cell. A shadow of stubble darkens his jaw.

His gaze, steady and resolute, meets Vrenille's through the video screen, betraying none of the frustration or hardship of his confinement.]

Nice digs.

[He casts a dry glance around his own cell.]

Feeling at home already.

[cryfrustration]

[Compared to the last he saw him, Zoro does not look well. Hardly shocking, given the givens, and it's not even a surprise how stoic he is about it, but it's not something Vrenille likes to see. By silent agreement, he doesn't draw attention there, but he notes to himself how Zoro's chosen not to show it--the traces of reluctance that bespeak an opposition to letting it work for sympathy. He has respect for that. And for his own part he has no complaints. Sure, he's living in a basement, but the ceiling is whole, and he can come and go as he pleases.]

I've had way worse.

But on my word, it'll get better--it's actually looking good above ground. Be ready to move in soon.

Me, Hakkyuu, Kim, we all live here. I'm hoping you'll join us--city expects you'll join us half time at least. But you'll have your own room, your own space. And we're not bad guys to live with, I think. Kim's very civilised. [Himself and Hakkyuu? Eh, debatable.]

[swornsword]

Sounds livelier than this concrete box.

[He appreciates Vrenille's silence on the less-than-hospitable nature of his current accommodations. Even if he'd offered a pitying word or two, Zoro would have shrugged it off with his usual nonchalance. Years of going it alone, a skill forged well before he'd left his village, built a wall of self-reliance. His captain and crew back home, that was different – a flicker of warmth still burns in that corner of his heart. Here, though, it's largely been every man for himself, as familiar and unyielding as the bars keeping him enclosed.

Vrenille's offer was definitely a stark contrast to Zoro's usual mercenary deals. Somehow, this feels more like... purpose. A shared fight to survive the best they can. Something the warrior in him understands. Plus, the guy doesn't seem to treat his contract partners like disposable assets or playthings.

Zoro lets his gaze linger on Vrenille's relaxed clothes.]

...Didn't realize room and board was part of the deal. Does the city expect me to join you for half of quota, too?

un: me

[rubbermancan]

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un: swords

[swornsword]

[...what the hell just happened to his eyes.]



who sent you this.

[rubbermancan]

som girl
itssupposed to get my choclate
ifI send it to 12 people

[swornsword]

so, if you send it to 24 people, do you get two chocolates.
seems like too much work for too little reward.

text; un: makeitpink

[legellely]

Hello! Have you enjoyed any manmosas lately or has Luffy been hogging them? Anyway, I'm doing some research and I'd really appreciate if you could answer some questions. Don't worry. I'm not going to sell it off to some questionable group or anything.

Address:
Age:
What are your hobbies and interests?
What is your favorite color?
Do you drink alcohol?

Thanks and super hot Finder pic! xoxo Elle

text, un: sword

[swornsword]

luffy usually handles the orange juice. I take care of the rest.

sure:

Name: Roronoa Zoro
Address: here
Age: 21
What are your hobbies and interests? drinking and training
What is your favorite color? green
Do you drink alcohol? is water wet

thanks. not sure how they got it, but at least someone was entertained.

🎁 text. un: YourSecretSanta 🎄

[sheening]

Thank you for signing up for our Secret Santa! Please let me know if you require any assistance at all. Here is the information for your gift recipient.

Yours,
Daphne Basset

Name: Colin Bridgerton
Address: Dominant Housing, 014-A
Age: 23
What are your hobbies and interests? Pursuit befitting a gentleman. I enjoy a good whisky as much as I enjoy a good book.
What is your favorite color? Blue
Do you drink alcohol? Yes
Is there a note you would like to leave for your Secret Santa? Merry Christmas!
If there is anything else you would like to share, please do so here. Anthony would also include an additional note that states "My brother has had a bit of a rough beginning to his time here. He is kind and sentimental and would benefit from a bit of holiday cheer. -A"

OOC
Character Journal: graphicpining
Character Inbox Link: link

Secret Santa Delivery

[inaurare]

[a rather hefty package appears on Zoro's doorstep on the morning of Christmas Eve - one that might perhaps have been difficult to lug around, but thankfully two floors on the elevator isn't much of a hardship. Despite its weight, it has been wrapped with care. Tied up with a bow, even, and a gift tag with flourishing handwriting-]

With the warmest wishes for Midwinter, and for the year to come.
From your Secret Santa

[...Linneus sadly did not know whether or not names should be revealed at the end. Oops?

Inside is a sturdy green-leather drinks chest and, in absence of guidance on Zoro's preferred drink (or a price limit), Linneus has included a selection of three - a whiskey, a brandy, and a rum - in the hopes of assuring a very merry Christmas indeed. In addition to the bar tools, sipping glasses, and jigger included in the side wings, there is a small recess in the top lid holding a hip flask for good measure.]

((with apologies for the OOC delay <3))

text ✁ un: the other dean

[impersonal]

How'd it go with your sword search?

text, un: sword

[swornsword]

found one.
previous owner wasn't using it properly.

[impersonal]

You nicked it off someone or took it outright?

[swornsword]

I won it fair and square.