Private Finished I Can Handle This

Keen · May 4, 2020

"Let me move these out of your way." He pushed the boxes into the living room. "Come in, but leave your shoes near the doorway." Pointing that out left him feeling awkward when he wasn't wearing shoes, but it was completely different. Shoes inside of a home felt weirder than paws. Also, he always made sure to wipe them on his doormat before entering.

Beyond the door was a roomy apartment that was so clean it seemed newly moved in. It was one of the more expensive ones, so the rooms were wider and the built-in furnishings were nicer.

"There's water, a lot of tea blends, coffee, lemonade, and... I think there's some apple juice left? Anyway, I got some leftover gyozas and chichi dango."

Stefan · May 4, 2020

Stefan stepped, making sure to stop on the mat as he removed his shoes and sat them to the side.

"Lemonade would be wonderful."

Icy blue eyes peered from behind mirrored sunglasses as he took in the apartment. It was bigger and more nicely furnished than his own, but Stefan was hardly in his own so he didn't mind the smaller space.

"Nice set up you got here."

Keen · May 4, 2020

"Thank you so much! Take a seat if you'd like," he replied as he went to make a cup of lemonade. "It's not all mine, actually. I roommate with my friend and her ghosts. Too bad the ghosts don't help pay the bills."

As he laughed at the idea, he moved over to Stefan to serve him his drink. "By the way, it's a little sweet. I have some ice that can dilute it if you want."

Stefan · May 4, 2020

Stefan moved over to a couch and sat down. He smiled at Konpeitō as he brought over and handed him a glass of lemonade. He took it in a hand with a smile and raised it up as if giving a cheers.

"Well we will see on that."

He took a swig and let the liquid sit on his tongue before swallowing. It was certainly sweet, but was far from bad.

"Oh no that's good. So roommate and ghosts. Never really alone huh?"

Keen · May 4, 2020

Konpeitō had no drink in his hand to raise up, so he just smiled and sat in a chair opposite the couch.

"You would think," he started off energetically, "but I basically have this whole place to myself. The ghosts don't come around that often. When they do, it's small stuff. Sooo, like you, I tend to not be here."

Konpeitō paused suddenly and an embarrassed look appeared on his face. The saturation of his colors began dimming back to normal... only to be replaced by a slightly pink tint. "Ooh, wait, are you new to the island? I must sound insane talking about ghosts."

Stefan · May 4, 2020

Stefan twisted his lips and shook his head indicating he wasn't that surprised.

"I am new but this doesn't surprise me much honestly. I'm the son of the goddess Frejya, and from the few people I've met, that's nothing special."

He took another sip of the lemonade and smiled at the taste. Stefan took notice of his changing colors and wondered if it was attached to his emotions.

"But growing up around Valkyries guiding souls between Valhalla and Fólkvangr takes the wow outta ghosts for the most part."

Keen · May 4, 2020

He should have gotten a drink. Now he was hearing all this about Stefan and had nothing to give him a moment to collect his thoughts. All he could do was widen his eyes and nod.

"Aww... I was hoping for a more scared reaction, but this is better than me being considered the crazy neighbor," he chuckled.

"I've been here for a year, and yet I'm still baffled to hear this kind of stuff." Another laugh, yet it sounded a bit more nervous as he got pinker. "Everything I know about Norse mythology is from books, some cultural classes, and people I've met. My dad was really into mythology, mostly Western."

Stefan · May 4, 2020

"Oh I've definitely had closer to that reaction a few times."

Stefan chuckled. He did pick up on the hint of nervousness in Konpeitō's laugh and how he was turning shades pinker.

"Well if you have questions on old Norse...First hand source right here."

He used his thumb to indicate back to himself as the first hand source.

"If you don't mind, what's up with the color shifting?"

Stefan asked genuinely curious. He didn't want to offend Kon if it was a subject but was trying to learn some more about the man whose apartment he was now sitting in drinking lemonade.

Keen · May 4, 2020

"I'll have to take you up on that offer!" he replied with a voice full of enthusiasm. Researching mythology wasn't a hobby he was the most passionate about, but he still had a great interest in it.

Before he could decide on his next question, Stefan pointed out his color shifting. His eyes fell from Stefan's face to his hands. The white part of his fur was the most obvious. This wasn't a subtle pink anymore. This was just pink.

The pink hue over his body flared for a moment, then he slowly returned to normal over the next couple of seconds.

"Ugh... Yeah. My shifting is more stable than you might think from this. Sometimes my emotions get the better of me though."

Stefan · May 4, 2020

So Stefan's hunch was right. It was tied to his emotions, or at least affected by them. He smiled towards Kon that he was willing to share with him.

"I gotcha. Sometimes things are just out of our control."

He brought a hand up to his sunglasses and tapped them, referencing to his ability with his eyes.

"Big reason I wear these all the time."

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