And I said let there be light

[founderinglight]

Who: Nap Grandpa Izunia and you!
Where and When: February station catchall! See individual prompts, but also catch him when and where ever. One closed prompt(o).
What: Naps, and sketching, and watching the sunset... And occasionally fucking around with magic because what else is he going to do?
Warnings: None yet beyond extremely eccentric old man doing things.

CLOSED, 22nd evening: Room #3's door

[Knocka knocka, Prompto, you've got someone buzzing your door.

... At 8pm, but honestly for a couple of Lucian night owls that's like. A perfectly reasonable hour. Like it's midafternoon for them.]

Prompto? I brought you something, if you have a minute.

[Come on kid OPEN YE DOOR.]

Roof, 24th evening; Chasing the sunset

[A wise person might have realized by now that the station must be on the east coast of whatever chunk of land it's on, because the sun rises up over the open ocean and sets back behind the cliffs and some distant mountains.

A wiser person yet might have recognized the clouds on the horizon that morning as a sign of some sort of incoming rainstorm.

Izunia is not, for all his age and experience, that person. The drizzle isn't enough to stop him from going outside for his usual sunset watch, but when it suddenly opens up -

Well, then he's left running for cover and then finally standing just inside the door, looking rather like a soaked cat and cursing under his breath.]

Magic lab, 24th night; Let the rain come down

[But perhaps being soaked is a good thing, because it leads to a spark of inspiration -

To Charm's dismay, as almost the entire Magic Lab is now, in fact, also soaked by a sudden burst of summoned water. Elemancy is a particular kind of magic that does in fact do the friendly fire thing...

And here's Izunia in the back, not even having bothered to change out of his wet clothes given what he's working with, sipping a Dr. Jalapeno and looking extremely satisfied with himself.]

Kitchen/dining area, 23rd-26th; For the love of art

[Snacks, check. Soda and/or some other kind of drink, check.

Paper? Pencils? Pens? All check, arranged in a nice little row along the table where Izunia can grab them easily. He's settled into one of the dining room tables that looks like a diner booth and

Actually from the volume of papers around him, he's been sketching for quite a while now, mostly portraits, sometimes scenes. Charcoal, usually, but there's a careful pile of ink drawings as well, set aside so they can dry without getting smeared.

There's something almost frantic in the way he does it, and notably, none of the people he's drawing are from the station.]

Anywhere that looks even mildly comfortable, any time this week

[Oh look, it's... Izunia. Asleep.

At an inappropriate time in a possibly inappropriate place. Even in places that don't have comfortable sleeping places to offer, because guess who now has a bright pink folding chair to deploy from his Armiger at will for naps.

Honestly, does he... ever sleep in his own room?]

Comments

[founderinglight]

[Hey maybe getting rained on will result in magiscience breakthrough IZUNIA...]

I admit it's been far too long since I got to see the sky, myself. Even one as dreary as this.

[foolishjustice]

At least we can still see the sunset. The skyline is so crowded where I'm from that you can't really see the horizon in most places.

[founderinglight]

That's a pity, but not uncommon in big cities, I suppose. Though city lights have their own appeal, I think I much prefer the stars.

[foolishjustice]

I've never actually seen anything else. I've lived in Tokyo my entire life...though, it has always been a dream of mine to travel. I suppose I'm getting that wish, in a way.

[founderinglight]

I travelled a bit when I was younger, but not very extensively. I think it's at least worth seeing how other people live - but of course, I imagine you already ran into that, if your Tokyo is large enough to alter the skyline.

[foolishjustice]

There is...a little diversity, but mostly the differences are between different social and economic classes. My culture has an unfortunate tendency to encourage homogeneity and complacency. We even have a saying, "the nail that sticks up gets hammered down."

The only way I'm likely to get the opportunity to see other lifestyles is to visit regions outside of the city. Well, that, or lead a popular uprising that encourages individual thought and expression. But travel seems like it would take less preparation.

[founderinglight]

...Likely, and you haven't much hope of engaging in any kind of popular uprising alone. Even if you take up the charismatic leader role, you'd need assistants, strongly motivated followers, potentially bodyguards...

[Don't mind him getting distracted by logistics.]

Insomnia at least had immigrant districts, though the general population had some tension with them. Many of them were war refugees.

[foolishjustice]

There are some areas within Tokyo that are welcoming to immigrants, but foreigners are mostly looked down upon. It's difficult to earn citizenship, as well, unless you're married to someone Japanese.

[A faint smile breaks his melancholy expression.]

I was mostly joking regarding a popular uprising. I prefer much more subtle methods of influencing society.

[founderinglight]

Oh, but you've a long life ahead of you. A change of pace will likely seem desirable at some point, and it never hurts to plan ahead.

[foolishjustice]

I never said I don't intend to try to change things. But an open rebellion is a little...overt, for my liking. Perhaps it's simply habit, but I prefer not to be obvious when I'm going against societal expectations.

[founderinglight]

I probably would have said the same some centuries ago. I find it rather refreshing to be able to do the opposite, now.

[He smiles. The rain increases its pace a bit, but he doesn't seem to mind... Yet.]

If you had the option, what would you do?