["not sure I care for miniatures of myself apparently being cobbled together someplace" well that's just asking for cursed merch regains
Anyway, Natsuno is definitely enjoying himself and most definitely chuckling. In fact, he snorts again when Jade makes a fuss at being shot at. He makes the model face him and shoot to see what the big deal is, but it's just a tiny pinprick.]
Don't whine.
[There's another button he's yet to try. Natsuno presses it and activates the shield.]
Whoa... that's so well made. You should throw something at it to see if it holds.
[One of these days that rappig onesie + assorted merch is going to actually arrive from sundries and Jade's unintentional cursed merch regain foreshadowing is going to come back to bite him in truly the most mortifying way possible--
But anyway!! Anyway. There's more present cursed things to be worried about, namely: the fact that Natsuno really is outright having himself a laugh over there, as the Tartarus model zips and turns about, its tiny little fonic cannon rounds tested a couple more times as if this is the most pleasantly novel thing the boy's encountered in months. ...Well, alright, so it's not actually a terribly cursed sight. Strange, though, with how rare it is to see on Natsuno's features or hear in his voice. Jade may or may not be using the handful of seconds he takes meticulously readjusting his posture in his seat, still pointedly out of ankle-shooting range, to cast Natsuno a truly speculative sort of look across the way while the latter's distracted...
Hmm, he's truly almost acting his evident age here, in all the ways that rather more carefree teenaged boys might.
...It's unfortunate, that it'd take some bizarrely powerful form of alcohol to invoke this in him nowadays.]
--I am not whining. [The objection is slightly delayed, and a bit distracted, but fortunately Natsuno's activating the tiny shield around this point, which is unsurprisingly pretty engaging in its own right. Even Jade hums in a bit of surprise about here, though; wasn't expecting it to have that feature either, honestly??] But that is surprisingly thorough, to be included as well. ...That shielding's meant to hold against exceptionally large fonic shell impacts at the least. [Honestly, he probably shouldn't be indulging things too much here. Natsuno's still drunk, and they still need to get to the bottom of how this is actually happening, but. On the other hand. ...It is still a pretty effective distraction from him immediately heading over to Rita's with a flamethrower about now. And...he's just so happily fascinated by all this. Ah well.] Let's see...
[Reaches across the desk and then kind of, idly lobs one of Natsuno's smaller horror novels at it?
The shield snaps and sizzles on impact with it--but does hold, surprisingly, which means that the book ends up bouncing off it slightly.]
[Natsuno's been staring expectantly, and the shield didn't disappoint. The book actually bounced off!]
That would've been useful against the zombies.
[He definitely has no concept of just how big the original Tartarus is, not in his state. Natsuno's thought already drift to the last feature he's yet to test, and he stumbles toward the bathroom, steering the model along - even letting out a distracted vrooooom sounds when it zips through the bathroom door.
It's supposed to move in water, right? Natsuno turns the tap on, considers and calls back to Jade:]
D'you have a water arte? It's gonna take forever until the bath gets filled.
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Anyway, Natsuno is definitely enjoying himself and most definitely chuckling. In fact, he snorts again when Jade makes a fuss at being shot at. He makes the model face him and shoot to see what the big deal is, but it's just a tiny pinprick.]
Don't whine.
[There's another button he's yet to try. Natsuno presses it and activates the shield.]
Whoa... that's so well made. You should throw something at it to see if it holds.
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But anyway!! Anyway. There's more present cursed things to be worried about, namely: the fact that Natsuno really is outright having himself a laugh over there, as the Tartarus model zips and turns about, its tiny little fonic cannon rounds tested a couple more times as if this is the most pleasantly novel thing the boy's encountered in months. ...Well, alright, so it's not actually a terribly cursed sight. Strange, though, with how rare it is to see on Natsuno's features or hear in his voice. Jade may or may not be using the handful of seconds he takes meticulously readjusting his posture in his seat, still pointedly out of ankle-shooting range, to cast Natsuno a truly speculative sort of look across the way while the latter's distracted...
Hmm, he's truly almost acting his evident age here, in all the ways that rather more carefree teenaged boys might.
...It's unfortunate, that it'd take some bizarrely powerful form of alcohol to invoke this in him nowadays.]
--I am not whining. [The objection is slightly delayed, and a bit distracted, but fortunately Natsuno's activating the tiny shield around this point, which is unsurprisingly pretty engaging in its own right. Even Jade hums in a bit of surprise about here, though; wasn't expecting it to have that feature either, honestly??] But that is surprisingly thorough, to be included as well. ...That shielding's meant to hold against exceptionally large fonic shell impacts at the least. [Honestly, he probably shouldn't be indulging things too much here. Natsuno's still drunk, and they still need to get to the bottom of how this is actually happening, but. On the other hand. ...It is still a pretty effective distraction from him immediately heading over to Rita's with a flamethrower about now. And...he's just so happily fascinated by all this. Ah well.] Let's see...
[Reaches across the desk and then kind of, idly lobs one of Natsuno's smaller horror novels at it?
The shield snaps and sizzles on impact with it--but does hold, surprisingly, which means that the book ends up bouncing off it slightly.]
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[Natsuno's been staring expectantly, and the shield didn't disappoint. The book actually bounced off!]
That would've been useful against the zombies.
[He definitely has no concept of just how big the original Tartarus is, not in his state. Natsuno's thought already drift to the last feature he's yet to test, and he stumbles toward the bathroom, steering the model along - even letting out a distracted vrooooom sounds when it zips through the bathroom door.
It's supposed to move in water, right? Natsuno turns the tap on, considers and calls back to Jade:]
D'you have a water arte? It's gonna take forever until the bath gets filled.