#it begins..

          GENJI SMIRKED as he found a coat like the one he had seen in that one American video that went viral just a few weeks ago. that’s what was in fashion right? A LEGIT coat from America, girls would dig it back home. rags straight from the thrift store! Even if he was late to his hotel room, he wanted to get a matching one for his brother (  hanzo would thank him later  .)    Some obnoxious shirts and that would have been it. Except he saw a girl around his age there ( her hair an interesting red, he noted ) trying out dresses. Strange,  colorful dresses...

Apparently he’d been staring because the girl looks up and catches him looking at her. Shit. Just as quickly she goes about her business. Shit. 

That wouldn’t do.  It just so happened Genji Shimada didn’t leave without making a good ( albeit unashamed ) impression. Pouting, he spends a few more minutes there, seemingly doing mindless searching before approaching. Smiling his trademark  s m i l e  he gives a wave of the hand,  one lean arm hidden behind his back through it all. 

Seeing @bendwill would have been surprising if Ásgeirr didn’t expect he could do something like this — materializing into the mortal realm had to be more difficult, or at least more tedious than traveling to another sort of abstract plane of existence. His lips pull back, baring his teeth as he stares at Miraak, trying to decide how to best approach this. If all else fails, he can just wake up.