genessia | Catchall Catchup (Various)

Alchemical Aptitude (Trunks, maybe Bulma?)
[True to his word, Soma managed to show up at the Capsule Corp building in Nova the day after his conversation with Trunks. He's wearing his usual attire - long white coat, jeans, boots, and black turtleneck - but doesn't seem to be wearing a sword, for once. Not that that means anything, necessarily, but it's generally considered to be bad manners to go armed to a friendly meeting.

He's carrying a folder with a stack of what looks like loose printouts as well as a smaller pamphlet that looks to be handwritten.]

My Demons (Dante)
[Dante's invitation to demonstrate his capabilities put Soma in something of a tight spot. On the one hand, he was pretty sure the hunter would agree that he had all the control he needed to work with them on Attleton turf. On the other, his methods were... decidedly not normal, and might be a bit off-putting. Hopefully Dante won't object TOO violently when he finds out he's playing host to a soul eater.]

Uptown Downtime (Open)
[It's the weekend, and Soma has a whole entire day to goof off. What better way to do that than spend time shopping around, talking to friends, and generally trying to seize a few hours of normalcy from a world that's been dedicating itself to making his life as abnormal as possible? About the only place he won't be spotted is probably Attleton. Feel free to chat up the dhampir!]

Threaded | Flat

[Since it is the weekend, Anastasia is somewhere cozy with plenty of room with all her Pokémon. The weekend also means bath time!

She was still setting up a collapsible kiddy pool when she spotted Soma strolling nearby. She waves and calls out to get his attention.]

Soma! Good morning~!

[The building entry area is clean and sparse for now, with a potted plant or two for décor and a comfy couch for guests. There's a front desk, with some boxes over it and something being installed on it besides the computer system.

Trunks looks up at the footsteps, from behind the desk. Part of that whole 'helping his mom' thing, in terms of being free labor. Not that he minds at all. Soma is given a wave and directed to the couch to sit.]

Give me a minute okay?

[Then back under the desk, and there's a faint whirr of a monitor activating along with some more subtle beeps indicating active connections. It's not more than a minute or two, before Trunks lets himself out from behind the desk. Normal black combat pants and boots, with a black shirt and his blue Capsule Corp jacket over it.]

Sorry about that. Wasn't sure what time to expect you.

So~mah!

[Satou does not have this particular day off, but she’s doing rounds about Everglade as a precaution. Though she knows she can’t stay long, she does wave Soma down when she spots him.]

Goo~ood afternoon! Whatcha up to? Haven’t see you out in a while!

[Sand Gym, 8:20 PM. Another day, another successful capoeira class. Marc's feeling almost as good as new after a long rejuvenating shower. All that's missing is a good dinner. He slings his gym bag over his shoulder and turns to Soma, holding an ice-cold bottle of water to his forehead.]

So here's the thing: I've got coupons for this Thai place a block away. They expire tomorrow and I'd feel weird using them up all by myself. Wanna come with?

[He downs said water in a single gulp and tosses it into the trash bin without really looking.]

I'll make it worth your while, promise.

[As Soma arrives, Dante is at his desk, practically buried under paperwork, though there is an open bottle of whiskey within arm's reach. When he glanced up at the arrival he let out a sigh of relief. Any excuse to get away from it.]

C'mon in. I take it you're Soma?

[Pardon him a moment while he drains the rest of the bottle.]

Uptown Downtime

Alchemical Aptitude

Uptown Downtown

Uptown Downtime

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