[Ironically, Ango is probably the most successful at life management out of all of his old artist buddies... if only because he's the only one who's still alive.]
If you spin it that way, I almost sound like a role model!
[Back when Ango was a moderately famous writer, he was actually invited back to his old high school in Niigata to deliver the commencement speech... but he never bothered to show up, because he couldn't think of anything to say. Hell, he'd barely managed to graduate (he was threatened with expulsion on several occasions). Somebody like him has no business giving advice to teenagers.]
Hey, kids - don't do what I do, and you'll probably turn out okay in life!
[Wait, this unemployed artsy fart has patrons? And he always makes sure his customers are satisfied?
...He's gotta be some kind of gigolo. Oh man, Olly's living the dream... he probably has rich older women fighting over him. He may be a little scruffy and rough around the edges, but a shave and a haircut would turn him into a total hottie.]
So that's how it is. Haha, I used to work in a host club myself, but all I got out of it was a high tolerance for booze and a week-long course of antibiotics.
[Like most of Ango's jobs, that didn't last long.]
But don't worry! I stole a bunch of Stabilizers from the DU a while ago - haha, it's a long story - so I hacked the ones I had left to keep my illusions going even when I'm out of range! They'll start fading away after a while, but you oughta get a few hours of use.
[Ango seems to be one of the few Dreamers who can alter his appearance in the Dream Sphere at will, so he was a little worried that the helmet didn't come off. That would be really awkward at parties.
He grabs a mug from the shelf and pours a generous portion of hot, spiced wine.]
Nice to meet ya. I'm Dreamer Decadence, but you can just call me Ango. Haha, I feel a little self-conscious playing superhero at my age.
[Ango is currently hanging out in the Dream Sphere most nights because it's cheaper than running the kerosene heater in his tiny, poorly insulated apartment, and because it gives him a good excuse to not write the novel he's supposedly working on.]
But even the successful ones... they've got their issues, you know? At least in the Dream Sphere we can fight the bad stuff head on... out in the real world, it ain't that easy.
[A's weakness to spicy foods is actually kind of adorable... she really is sweet in every possible way~]
Oh man, I'm sorry, I'll remember that for next time!
[He's gotta invest in one of those fancy hot pot bowls that has a divider to separate the spicy broth from the mild broth.]
There's half a jar of chili crisp oil in there, but the melted matcha ice cream oughta temper the spice level... haha, now I'm giving away all of my culinary secrets!
[ It's weird, Hibiki thinks, how everyone just knows now. It's not horribly unpleasant at least, having that part of her heart bared... though maybe that's just because she'd kept it to herself for so long. Still, that just means that the best way to describe the feeling is "weird"... relief at not bottling it up, but discomfort at the newfound exposure. ]
[But by looking at him, he's gotta be in his forties or so. Ancient, as far as Dreamers go.]
Oh, well. [The Figment hesitates slightly as it reaches out to accept the wine. Neither "Dreamer Miraidon" nor "Dr. Morado" are its name, of course. Both of them were equally stolen. Still, the Dreamer name at least feels a little more distant. A little less Turo himself, and so a bit easier to go by. But...] My actual name is Turo.
[there's a pause before he smiles a little helplessly]
This is where someone should mention that it might be a bad idea to add everything together like that, but it feels like you'll go ahead with that plan no matter what anyone says... [it is just a Dream though, so maybe it won't be... too bad...] But it's nice you're setting up a shop like this for everyone! It seems like it'll be really helpful.
[Ango's Disturbance put his deepest issues out there for everyone to see, so he totally understands that weird feeling. It's not shame, exactly - even if Ango were capable of feeling such a thing, his fellow Dreamers were surprisingly supportive (well, most of them, anyway). But he'd grown so used to squashing his loneliness and grief down into to something that could be drowned in booze that it all seemed normal. Sleeping on a park bench to hide from his own mistakes? Normal. Sabotaging every relationship he ever had? Completely normal.
Having people care about him? Now that shit was weird as fuck.]
Nah, it's cool! I had crappy parents, so I get it. Listen, if you ever wanna punch a dumbass and your old man ain't available, I'm here for you!
[Ancient!? Ango's only a year away from 40, and he's still a juvenile delinquent! He pours himself a cup of wine, too.]
Turo, huh? I don't think I've seen you around the DU main office, although I admit that I usually show up to work late so I miss out on some of the socializing... but hit me up if you ever stop by!
Haha, you really think so? I'm kinda thinking of making this little pop-up shop a more permanent thing... I mean, once I figure out how to make it a more permanent thing. In theory it's all shadow magic and there's an unlimited supply of shadows, but keeping it stable long-term is pretty tricky...
[Just maintaining his little shadow creations when he's not around involved some magical experimentation that's probably frowned upon by the DU!]
But if this place takes off, think of the franchise opportunities!
Heh... well, if you swear not to tell anybody, I guess I can share the McDonalds secret recipe. It's mayo, mustard, and the blood of whatever the hell Grimace is.
[ She looks at Ango with such big, surprised eyes - but it's not a bad kind of surprise. Especially when she's practically smiling only a moment after. ]
Thank you.. [ Usually she would think cutting in line is a bad thing, but.. Ango is a responsible adult. No way that he would make her ever do something bad, right? It means she doesn't even notice the looks from others as she joins him in line, still smiling. ] I guess it's a little cold, but.. Wouldn't you be too cold without a coat, sir? I mean, the line is still pretty long..!
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