#muse: tenzing wangchuck * ic

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     unprompted starter for @valkyrrhic, from tenzing !

     "You must be the someone special that Kogami mentioned." While Kogami mentioned that there'd be someone new coming to live with them, Tenzing is a smart girl that can put two and two together. He'd once told her some whiles ago that this special someone reminded him of her, and now that she's finally got to see for herself ... she can see the resemblance -- just a bit. But where were her manners? "I'm Tenzing! Kogami is my guardian." She doesn't know how to feel about saying adopted father yet...

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     “Uh-huh…” Tenzing’s faint disdain gives way to disbelief. A bad smell exchanged for bad lungs seems like an extremely unbalanced trade-off. When he moves, Tenzing takes a couple step back to watch — his new position by the window admittedly does help, and its a good thing there’s not a draft to make the entire thing useless; she’d really much rather him not smoke at all. “A little better,” she says with a nod. “Where I come from, they have all kinds of bans on cigarettes. What would you do in that situation?”

"The smell's a small price to pay, kid." For what? He wouldn't delve too far into the 'what' and 'why' of it. Not that she'd understand. With that, he merely presses his weight onto the balls of his toes, lifting himself up from the chair, and moving closer to the window, sitting with it in reverse. "There." he presents it, spreading both arms out as if to make a point. How's that?" Barely any change at all, but it was the thought that counted, right?

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        He's not nearly as scary as Kogami described him being. She wordlessly sizes him up, thinking, he does look like he gets into plenty of trouble... she's insulted that Kogami thinks she could be so easily influenced by such a misfit! "Are you always smoking?"

unprompted starter from tenzing to @withgutsandglory (+sasayama!)

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    “He’d do something like that, wouldn’t he?”

The Kogami Tenzing met had also saved her, but perhaps with fewer poetic words than the promise that Takehiko spoke of. If Tenzing didn’t know any better, she’d have read ‘special’ as romantic. But Kogami didn’t tell her that much, and if he or the Takehiko lady meant for it to be a surprise, she won’t try to ruin it… for now. She maintains an easy, friendly smile as she places her hands at her hips.

    “I’m turning fifteen this year,” she says. “So you two must have known each other for a long time…” She gestures to the walls with an arm.. “Do you want me to show you around the house? He’s probably busy if it’s just you here - but I don’t mind, and you’d never guess how big it actually is from the outside! I think I know where you’re going to be staying, and I think he was too shy to tell me he wanted me to be your guide.”

gold eyes fall upon the girl who meets her as she crosses the doorway / comes to pause in front of one who brings her a sense of surprise. ( special someone... ) a warmth lifts to her cheeks, candlelike glow coming to life beneath her skin. she imagines kogami would describe the one she looks at now to be very much the same, but there's a sense of importance which swells within her.

a sense of softness... pride. a sense of love.

"tenzing..." she repeats the name quietly / a feel for the pronunciation settles as her tongue forms the syllables. "it's good to meet you. my name is takehiko. i met shinya when i wasn't... a whole lot older than you, i don't figure." head tilts slightly, obviously that she's guessing the girl's age. "he saved me," the statement is offered clearly, perhaps only a slight drop in volume, "he promised to show me the sun again."

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     "Do you smoke all the time?" Tenzing repeats with a little more certainty. Bothering her doesn't even speak on half of it; whatever brand (which is the same as Kogami's…) he's got has stunk up the whole space, and she's not afraid to let it be known. "It stinks." So, yes. It does bother her. A lot. She doesn't think she really has to tell him about how bad it is for him. "So why do you keep smoking, even if it stinks?"

His eyelashes raise, gaze averting towards the voice and eyes that weighed heavy on him. "What's that?" He heard her, but the mere address from the kid caught him off guard. Sasayama chuckles, turning to look over his shoulder. "Is it bothering you?" he seems somewhat disinterested, as if merely curious and not concerned. Despite his apathy, Sasayama had been conscious enough to avoid blowing the smoke towards the kids direction – even with his back faced to her.

// @fuyumine