#nlghtcall

if someone was going to tell zora that they would be hanging out with driver like this... they might have found it plausible, possible. but not necessarily a guarantee.

they were too prone to respecting space. and he seemed to be someone who wanted space from other people for reasons ... no one could get out of him. who was zora to believe that they could?

and yet, here they were right now..

zora can't help the slow little sigh that they let out as they are casually, very casually making themself comfortable on driver's lap. thy almost seem a little bit bewildered that they are doing this so readily, so easily. but hey, weirder things happen to them on a day to day basis.

they just hope that he don't mind the constant buzz that they radiate too much. after all, it's not like there's too much space now between them.

they are carefully resting their hands on his shoulders, tilting their head as they are observing, studying him in a way.

"you know.. are you sure you want me here? i'm certainly not going to do anything you don't want me to.

i'm just.. guess i'm a little surprised that you're willing to let me to be this close. "

"I... I like spending time with you honestly. Although I do worry about you, the moments that we do end up having together mean a lot. And it's clear that you have a durability, and a caring nature to you that I can appreciate. Even in the midst of everything, you still can be quite sweet and I do like that a lot.

[x]

although zora had offered to ride with him on this occasion just to give him some company, they weren't sure if he was willing to take them up on it. they had almost expected a refusal.

but seeing the opened passenger side door, zora supposed he accepts the offer and so they make their way inside the seat.

[x]

zora hadn't been sure that he would come with them to go bowling. it had been a while since they partook and .. although they had been decent enough at it before, it was always a little bit of an adventure getting back in the rhythm of it.

especially with someone watching them while they did so.

after actually managing to hit a good amount of pins and end their turn they went back to driver, almost wanting to invite him for at least one round. one turn.

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⚚・・・・・ONE COULD TRIP FOR THIS, OR STAND STILL FOR IT TOO; IT REALLY DOESN'T MATTER. KOSIAX regards him without a twist in her brow. There are facts that she states that maybe be incoherent to human beings who are stuck working a Nine to Five and paying Bills in made-up numbers. KOSIAX cannot respect the hustle, but really, who is the demon of war to talk when she gets paid in existence and her rental is a frozen apartment complex named: LIMBO. It's funny, actually. She brings news to this man, stepping from around his vehicle, seemingly out of nowhere. With her hands in the pockets of her trench coat, the diplomat speaks flatly. She says that he should probably leave within the hour because there will be an explosion or some kind, a divine intervention, actually. She says: "Angels are going to descend here with spears longer than your nose, you might want to leave now" as if it is supposed to mean something to him.

KOSIAX sighs. Right, sometimes speaking to humans about 'hysteria' isn't quite right. She considers summoning a gun and pointing it squarely at his face, but she has not received clearance just yet to confront mortals this way. Fuck, this is a thorn in her side.

"Just leave," the demon sighs. "I tried to give it to you straight, but if you want this coded, you are NOT going to be hurt if you parallel park somewhere else. Far. Far away."

[x]

why exactly was zora feeling so ... open in the first place? they probably would have to answer for that later, especially with the sight of him scrunching up his nose in response.

it has them lightly pushing their lips to the side, almost awkwardly thinking about the action taken.

"ah. nothing.. i guess. sorry, sorry, it won't happen again."