#nullprozent

nill usually took care of this stuff back home.  it’s beginning to hit how useless he is when it comes to these mundane chores without her.  he huffs, feeling awkward about bringing up the topic to a random stranger.  but there’s an embarrassing pile in his room that desperately needs the stains removed, and someone just happens to cross his line of sight.

❝ hey, uh━ you know how to wash blood off clothes ? ❞     he promptly asks the young man and gestures towards the crumpled jacket in his hand.

And so he does. 

The screen stills into an image, one that displays the same tree leaves and a colorful bird roosting among them━ a bird that is no longer present when he looks up to confirm.  Was it ... captured?  All wonder for this piece of technology dies out like a flame.

Altair seeks the nearest stranger and turns the phone’s screen towards them without warning, urging them to assist.  “I trapped a bird on this device━ I did not mean to.  How can I release it?”

To go where the people went always seemed to be a decent way to gauge one’s surroundings. Thus when the early hours of the morning hit and his old bones made him rise when the sun was barely over the horizon, Zhongli merely followed people out from his ward and into the other areas of the city. Some went to places to have breakfast, some took out methods of transportation that he wasn’t entirely familiar with (a board that would take one far? he might have to figure out how to obtain one himself later on), and quite a few of them trudged their way into what appeared to be a store. 

Even more surprising was the fact that the doors opened without any input. Was this perhaps the work of an elemental skill? But with no user around and the recently obtained knowledge that there was no being around to assign visions to the common folk, that seemed unlikely. Furthermore, with such precision to work with the approach of people... there had to be some type of machinery involved. Not noticing that he had spent quite some time just looking at the door, he stepped away finally to examine the wares sold in this shop. 

Food... drink... and the stray oddity. The words tea on those cylinders caught his eye and then the accompanying cans of coffee next to them also. From the photographs displayed on the containers... these were both similar hot beverages, were they not? Yet both were chilled? Grabbing a couple of cans of both, he approached the teal haired... shop keeper? Owner?

100 Questions

@nullprozent​​​ asked:  6, 7, 21, 29 and 30?

6. What was the best phase in your life?

“There was a time when I met with friends and companions often for excellent food and drink, idly in the middle of the day. There is a charm in having a fine drink along with fine food as the evening wind gently carries conversation on for hours. Ah, how long has it been since then...?” 

7. What was the worst phase in your life?

“One cannot enjoy the pleasures of life without hardships to temper the differences. Rather than focus on the negative however, it is important to find the lessons that life’s many challenges bestow on an individual. I have learned much through the passage of time and much of this is due to what one might consider negative experiences.” 

21. If you are in a bad mood, do you prefer to be left alone or have someone to cheer you up?

“Misery does enjoy company, after all. However, such a thing should be determined on a case by case basis. There are troubles that one can only muse over in solitude.” 

29. What are you most thankful for?

“Is not being alive and breathing at the moment enough to be thankful for?” 

30. Do you believe in second chances?

@nullprozent​​​  said:    "Ack! Don't feed the seagulls!"

“━━Why not?”   He asks, genuinely confused.  A large pack of seagulls gathers around Altair, each desperate to grab the chips he’s tossing their way in a flurry of wings and beaks.  Though aggressive at times, the gulls are still animals.  So, why should he not feed them?  

One even perches upon Altair’s head, giving Sou a seemingly challenging look, daring him to approach and put an end to their delight.  

@nullprozent​:     📂!     /  useless headcanons.

coco doesn’t always hold a pen right.  she was never really taught the proper way how to, but how she holds it currently doesn’t prove too detrimental--  only when she’s at it for awhile, her wrist will start to ache.  since getting to observe her fellow apprentices, she’s been able to mimic how they hold their pens, so this is improving slightly...  still, in a pinch, how she does it is the more instinctive way for her.

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