[Hey, Watanuki, were you enjoying some peace and quiet in the privacy of your own room??
Because there are windows in the room! And people passing by those windows! Case in point: there's currently a big pink gremlin passing by, and a-knocking, knocking on your chamber window. He's bouncing a little in place and seems quite excited? Perhaps you should let him in?
Or you could wait and see what he does next, but that might be hazardous.]
[He is, actually! You know that paper by the box to write letters to the bird witch? He's got some, along with a pen, and he's working on a letter while sitting cross-legged on his bed. A book from the library is his writing surface.
As soon as Anon knocks on the window, though, Watanuki scrambles to shove the paper under some other papers, which then get shoved under his pillow.
He's going to go over to the window next, and he throws it open to yell at Anon.]
[Anon's all pressed up against the glass already, spectating the flurry of activity with some amusement, but he obligingly jumps back a step when Watanuki shoves the window open, because the window is swift and Watanuki is loud! He scares off a few nearby seagulls or whatever.
Anon himself just gives a pleasant little wave.]
Visiting! It's way easier to tell who's home from out here.
Besides, it's a beautiful day. Are you gonna stay cooped up the whole time?
[There's absolutely nothing wrong here?? He doesn't see why Watanuki keeps freaking out??]
But I'm not a normal person, and this isn't a normal mansion, and that's not a normal door!
[So in that sense, being at the window is just average...? That seems to be his reasoning. Somehow. He props his chin on the open window and grins cheekily.]
Ah, that's good to know. So if you aren't telling me anything, then I can stay right here.
[Watanuki are you sure you want to give this permission!!
Anyway, now that you've prompted him, he's going to start shimmying his way up and attempting to scrunch through the window. He's a fairly large teenager but also surprisingly flexible and limber...?]
[He lets out a peal of laughter once he's sufficiently squashed against the windowframe, shifts and wiggles and... just sort of ends up popping out in the right direction. There he goes -- there they go -- it's time to be a big heap on Watanuki's floor!
He's still grinning despite having knocked all his elbows on the window (or Watanuki?).]
Thanks for having me!
[He calls this out perfectly politely as though he really did walk through the door.]
[At least Watanuki will probably be in good company!
Anon, meanwhile, has made himself comfortable on the floor for now and is getting a bug's-eye view of his new surroundings. He seems to get ever bolder in the face of exasperation.....]
It's probably hard to make a home in somebody else's house in a couple of days.
But I think the goats tried pretty hard! I even have a full closet.
[He just beams back. And then waves to the cockatiel.
They're just talking about fashion! Because some people and/or clans are just walking fashion disasters no matter what world or what Witch they run into.]
I usually have clothes that can change size with me... I think the clan thought of that already. They look kind of like this, actually! I haven't tested how stretchy they are here.
[He plucks at the... sack thing with the symbol that he's been wearing here and there.]
I know! It kind of sucks, because this is the first time I'm meeting this many SCPs in person, and having my powers would be the next best thing! Witches are pretty all right, but they can be sticks in the mud about these things, huh...
[Now that he's been reminded he's grumbling a little bit. But only a little.]
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Because there are windows in the room! And people passing by those windows! Case in point: there's currently a big pink gremlin passing by, and a-knocking, knocking on your chamber window. He's bouncing a little in place and seems quite excited? Perhaps you should let him in?
Or you could wait and see what he does next, but that might be hazardous.]
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As soon as Anon knocks on the window, though, Watanuki scrambles to shove the paper under some other papers, which then get shoved under his pillow.
He's going to go over to the window next, and he throws it open to yell at Anon.]
What are you doing?!
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Anon himself just gives a pleasant little wave.]
Visiting! It's way easier to tell who's home from out here.
Besides, it's a beautiful day. Are you gonna stay cooped up the whole time?
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Just come to the door and knock like a normal person!
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But I'm not a normal person, and this isn't a normal mansion, and that's not a normal door!
[So in that sense, being at the window is just average...? That seems to be his reasoning. Somehow. He props his chin on the open window and grins cheekily.]
You're just trying to get rid of me, aren't you?
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[Watanuki are you sure you want to give this permission!!
Anyway, now that you've prompted him, he's going to start shimmying his way up and attempting to scrunch through the window. He's a fairly large teenager but also surprisingly flexible and limber...?]
And I'm going to try real hard. Help me?
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[he'll grab for Anon's arm to try and help drag him in. This is his life now, it seems.]
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He's still grinning despite having knocked all his elbows on the window (or Watanuki?).]
Thanks for having me!
[He calls this out perfectly politely as though he really did walk through the door.]
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Welcome to my...I guess this isn't really a 'home'.
[He sounds so exasperated too.]
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Anon, meanwhile, has made himself comfortable on the floor for now and is getting a bug's-eye view of his new surroundings. He seems to get ever bolder in the face of exasperation.....]
It's probably hard to make a home in somebody else's house in a couple of days.
But I think the goats tried pretty hard! I even have a full closet.
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[There's a faint frown about this, because apparently everything else aside orange jumpsuits are somehow offensive to his sensibilities.]
This is the first time in a while I've had real clothes.
[His definition of real clothes is debatable but it's fine.]
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[WOW THAT'S REALLY SAD?]
Er...if you want, I know how to sew? And I can make you more clothes, if you want some variety.
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Ahaha! It's okay, I think Yuuko's actually providing a whole lot of clothes here, unless she's having you make those too.
But what kind of clothes can you make?
[You've piqued his curiosity!]
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[He doesn't need more work to do here.]
I, er...Nothing too fancy? But I know the basics of sewing, so making shirts and pants and stuff isn't too hard.
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[He doesn't seem particularly fazed by this. Is he ever fazed by anything. Eh.]
That's pretty cool, though -- it really is hard to come by good clothes. I just end up destroying anything lower quality sooner or later...
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Why do you end up destroying clothes?
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[He makes a show of checking the window.
There probably isn't a goat butler there?? But he seems amused by the thought of constant surveillance. It might be a Foundation thing.]
Well, my powers aren't exactly good for clothes. The usual ones, I mean, not whatever we've been doing here. I can be pretty much any size and shape.
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One of those yellow cockatiels is perched on a branch though, and is peering in. What u doin Anon?]
It sounds like you need stretchy clothes, if you keep changing that much.
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They're just talking about fashion! Because some people and/or clans are just walking fashion disasters no matter what world or what Witch they run into.]
I usually have clothes that can change size with me... I think the clan thought of that already. They look kind of like this, actually! I haven't tested how stretchy they are here.
[He plucks at the... sack thing with the symbol that he's been wearing here and there.]
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Meanwhile, Watanuki is inspecting the clothes.]
I think it's fair to say you won't be doing much shapeshifting here, either. So I doubt you'll have much of a chance to test it.
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[Now that he's been reminded he's grumbling a little bit. But only a little.]