(closed) rivers in the deseeeeeeeeeert

[forethinking]

Who: renren & closed threads!
What: aftermaths of the event, hanging out with the phantom thieves and getting a cute gift! more will be added, probably, i am like that
Where: his apartment, hblanc, and perhaps a few others.
When: 3 days post event onwards.
Content Warnings: as per usual, beware of persona 5 royal spoilers in here!

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@turing

[forethinking]

(The calm after the storm. Ren’s by himself in his apartment, just trying to organize things better now that it’s been a while. If anyone were to look too closely, they’d find many contrasting items that just don’t belong in the field of flowers that make up his room. Molotov cocktails in boxes stored under the bed, a drawer full of lockpicks of different sizes and uses, along with several smokescreens in case they need it. A large dagger, hanging from a hook on the wall. It’s fine, though, as for the sea of colors and floral fragrancies surely come in first view and tend to distract from everything else.

He’s finally done for now though, watering the last of the pots before pouring himself some coffee into an opaque black mug, which is when he hears the knocks on the door. Without much thought, Ren opens it to find nothing at first glance. At least he’s smart enough to look down… And oh! Turing. The boy kneels to greet them from a more comfortable viewpoint.)

Hey, Turing.

[begetblue]

[ Ahhh, the fact that so many people were willing to bend over or kneel closer to their level really did take the sting out of being one of the shortest, if not the shortest being in the void. Turing smiled. ]

Hello, Ren!

[ Despite everything about all of the nightmares and sometimes traumatic memories being recounted recently, Turing at least looked chipper on the outside. ...Uh, very chipper, actually. They were holding a small canvas as well, but only the back of it was showing for a very specific reason. Showing your art was different from actually making the art, and the former was a skill that they were still learning. ]

May I come in?

[forethinking]

(He thinks this every time he sees Turing, but they're SO adorable that's impossible not to shower them with compliments, a smile showing on Ren's lips as he opens the door wider and stands up to give them space to come in.)

Of course.

[begetblue]

Thank you.

[ Turing walked inside, and they might have been thrown off by the big ass knife hanging on the wall, if the flowers hadn't drawn their attention first. They had no toes to stand on the tips of, but that did not prevent them from trying to look in the slightest. If only they had access to the mesh! They wanted to know the scientific names for these flowers!! ]

These flowers are lovely! Where did they come from?

[forethinking]

(Tiny robot!! Freaking adorable. Ren can tell they'd like to look at the flowers more closely, so he kneels again, offering Turing to climb to his shoulder.

They're very light and Ren remembers from the last time he's done this.)

Mostly the church and around the Void.

[begetblue]

[ Turing hesitated. Climbing up on Ren's shoulder would be a bit awkward while they were holding a canvas. The obvious answer was to put it down of course, but it would have to be right side up to avoid any possible smudging of the oil paints. That...was a bit nerve-wracking in its own right.

Finally, they set the painting down on the table and climbed up. The painting was abstract instead of depicting a particular place or thing; painting that way was like taking their own thoughts and feelings and spilling them onto the canvas itself. The painting was mostly black, but that darkness was broken by bright streaks of red and blue and purple, as if they were shining stars falling from the sky. ]

Really? I haven't gone to the church before, but I would say seeing the flowers is a more than worthy reason.