FANPORT OVERFLOW LOG

[maskormods]

WHO: ImPorts!
WHERE: Heropa's Convention Centre.
WHEN: April 14-16, from 9 AM - 12 AM every day.
WHAT: Registration is in motion alongside FanPort, the most popular imPort convention around! Come on in and see imPort-led panels, the artist's alley, cosplayers, and more! If you have any questions, or wish to amend the way we have written up your characters' panels, let us know here! The original log can be found HERE.
WARNINGS: None anticipated; please let us know if this should be changed.

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[homerunning]

[Junpei's ears proverbially perk up as he turns his head--someone else saying the name of his persona, especially someone not of SEES always gets his attention. Kind of like your own name being called. So when Junpei turns his head, Trismegistus does the same, wingears flicking up in alertness. Almost...dog-like.]

Huh?

Oh...it's you, from the Seminar thing...


[And without burning coffee on her hands, always a good sign!]

Yep, that's him, full size and full power.

[resoundingpledge]

[ No coffee. And she's . . . alert, this time, in a way she definitely wasn't before, glancing bird-quick between him and Trismegistus as they mirror each other. ]

Sumeragi. Kururu Sumeragi. It's . . . Iori-san, isn't it?

Back at the seminar . . . I didn't really get a chance to thank you.

[homerunning]

Kuru-chan...what a lovely name.

[He laughs, playing with the lip of his hat.] Please, just call me Junpei--goin' for the friendly and informal with this guy.

...


[His smile widens, taking a look back down at her hands.] Don't mention it. With everything that happened, we just gotta stick together through that stuff. No sense crying over spilled coffee, I guess you could say.

[resoundingpledge]

[ Her cheeks pink a little at the compliment, eyes dropping awkwardly. Him, Maya . . . she still wasn't really used people seeing her like that.

Her gaze follows his to her hands, and she spreads her fingers, turning her hands over. Her fingers are calloused, maybe a little dry . . . but aside from an older scar running down between her left thumb and forefinger, they're fine.

Not that there would have been any marks from such a tiny thing over two months back, but still . . . she's not shying back from him this time, either. ]

It still . . . it took a lot to do anything back then. And you didn't even think about it.

Thank you, Junpei-san.