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Dropped for you!

It’s soft. As though he’s holding a cloud, the robe seems to instantly trap the heat from his hands, keeping them nice and toasty -- perhaps he’ll never let it go, then. The matching slippers are just as plush, and he almost wants to change back into his pajamas so he can put it all on. It’d be a bit ridiculous for him to walk around with a robe on on top of a full suit, after all. 

As he unfolds the robe so he can view its full glory, he’s reminded of the perilous events of a couple months ago, when Halloween went horribly awry. Of how he had spent so long wrapped up in a blanket because his clothes were stained with blood and gore. Had that been why she had bought him this, so that he never had to be without some kind of coverage again? Perhaps, perhaps not, but he appreciates the thought all the same. 

character flaws meme | accepting!

😰 when my muse is stressed, how do they act out?

maximum grumpiness. if you try to talk to togami when he’s stressed and you’re not like family or otherwise extremely close to him, he’s going to snap at you, he’s going to shut you down, and he’ll probably insult you while he’s at it. having essentially no patience, he’s not good at handling stress when he’s not able to do something about it right away, and it’ll eat away at him until he can solve whatever problem it may be. luckily enough, you probably won’t encounter him when he’s like this, as he’s more likely to isolate and shut himself away in his room / office when this happens.

when it comes to actual acting out, he’s most likely to practice some fencing or play the violin to destress. anything that gets him moving will help alleviate stress, moreso than sitting around and doing nothing (or even reading, as he’ll have difficulty concentrating). other than this, actually sitting down and doing the work that he needs to do, whether it be related to the stressor or not, helps as well.

🍰 what’s my muse’s guilty pleasure?

“Thank you for coming here,” he begins in a rare display of manners, “I wanted to get your opinion on this.”

He’d never say that he wanted help, even if it was from someone as kind and understanding as Cardia -- nor would he ever admit that he was nervous, almost afraid to open the box he had found in his bedroom, neatly addressed to him. The only other time something had appeared out of thin air had been that bicycle; however, it hadn’t been wrapped or boxed, clearly just a bicycle. This, however...anything could be inside, and after the events of a few months prior, he wouldn’t trust whoever had brought him here or ruled over this place as far as he could throw them (which, with his negligible strength, would not be very far). 

In the hopes of getting a second opinion he called Cardia over, to see what she had to say...and for moral support if he did happen to open it. Not that he didn’t trust Mukuro to do the same, but if there was something embarrassing inside, well...he wouldn’t hear the end of it. Cardia, at the very least, would be kind and tactful enough to look the other way...or at least, he hoped. 

“I thought you would be covered up for a reason. Heavy clothes aren’t suitable for this environment, and such large gloves would surely be a hindrance.”

Makino speaks matter-of-factly, despite the distress twisting the other’s face. It’s strange to her that she would be so scared -- no, ashamed? perhaps both -- of this condition; really, to her it’s fascinating. She’s never seen anything like this before, and as such, she simply cannot miss out on this opportunity. After all, while the ability to burn someone just through mere touch could be quite useful in espionage, the bulky clothes required to prevent any unintentional injuries would do more harm than help. What a shame...but that doesn’t mean that she’s just going to let this go; field research is much more useful than just sitting down in front of a computer screen -- and both the laptop in her new home and her smartphone lack internet access. What a shame. 

Send ‘!!’ and I’ll write a para description of your muse from mine’s perspective. | Accepting!

After discovering that Spirale does, in fact, have a library system (and a rather extensive one at that) Togami immediately sets out to see if he can find anything out about this wretched place -- and perhaps see if they carry the classics he knows and loves. It takes a few tries to get there (partially due to no map, partially due to a terrible sense of direction) but once he arrives, he breathes a sigh of relief -- now this, this is home. Books everywhere, coupled with complete and utter silence and solitude. For a moment, he thinks he’ll never leave.

His feet carry him throughout the aisles as he gets a feel for where everything is located -- a different system than back home, but one he’ll learn quickly nonetheless. In fact, it only takes him a few minutes to find the classical literature -- he’d look for nonfiction later; for now he wants something a bit more comforting -- but smack dab in the middle of the stacks, there’s a girl. Slender and lithe, with flowing brunette curls cascading down her back; though he’d never dare say anything -- never even think it -- she’s beautiful, so much so that he has to stop for a minute. However, he curtly shakes it off; right now she’s in his way, and he’s not going to stand there forever as she stares off into space. 

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Cardia!

You’ll be housed in House 159!

You’ll retain your Horologium, but its poison effectiveness will be reduced to ¼ its normal potency.