Denny's

[thesearesocks]

It's late. Like, 3 AM late. You're hungry as fuck, but nothing is open.





Except Denny's.

RULES

1. Post to the meme.
2. Find somebody to eat with. Figure out why the hell you'd do this to yourself.
3. I don't think they have the Hobbit menu anymore, fuck. Maybe you should ask the waiter or something.

Comments

it DO be like that

[overtid]

[ Despite not infrequent accusations of having no sense of humor, Nanami can recognize a joke. And he certainly knows when he's being messed with, as the prime accuser delights in giving him (and everyone in his vicinity) a hard time. At least here, it's nearly a shared joke. Nearly, because of course, Nanami refrains from having a sense of humor.

Again his brow quirks, eyebrows lifting more distinctly above his sunglasses. ]

I doubt we've known each other long enough for you to accurately categorize "guys like me". Rather, I don't want to know why our short acquaintance has lead you to believe I'm the kind of man who would get into a petty quarrel and toss my opponent into a dumpster.

[ Deadpanned for a subject altogether less important, and considerably more silly, than Levi's combat experience. ODM straps mean nothing to Nanami, and describing them vaguely as earning weird looks and giving the impression of some kind of deviance isn't helpful. His mental image is muddled, even as he tries to connect leather straps to an elevating device — grapplehooks, ziplines? Machinery of some kind that required fuel, but must be portable —

Even if he had a better imagination, Nanami suspects it would be useless trying to picture it without a better visual or actual demonstration. He stops trying. ]

That would be inconvenient at best, a pain in the ass at neutral, and a disaster at worst.

[ It seems as though they both agree it should be prevented. But what Nanami thinks won't matter, if the higher ups learn of this avenue, if there is the possibility that Levi's kids could hold their own against cursed spirits, could exorcise them. They may be short-staffed, but the last thing Nanami wants is more kids getting caught up in this shit. It isn't his call, but hell, for all his adherence to regulation, he'd kept the secret of Itadori's survival when entrusted with his safekeeping. ]

Further, most cursed spirits aren't large enough to warrant aerodynamic combat.

[n0regr3ts]

[levi was adamant about not being the one to mess around smiling, but okay, nanami. the fact that this guy has even less tolerance for nonsense than levi himself is mildly funny for some reason. it's so strong that it got the ultimate pessimist to faintly crack a smirk for a fraction of a second. and that alone is a special feat.]

You protest pretty hard there, but okay. Fruit stands or bakery windows then. That classier for you?

[somehow he gets the feeling that's even more sacred, but either way nothing is meant by it really. he can see the guy's brain going into overdrive just by the hard line his mouth tends to set. being unable to see his eye doesn't change much of that.]

It's a mechanism that fits around the waist and thighs. Two blades attached to cables in each hand and each blade handle has the accelerator. One squeeze and the mechanism deploys wires we use to hook into our surroundings when we move. The full body harness just helps distribute the weight is all. And the blades aren't much good for cutting anything other than the titans themselves.

[he raises an eyebrow. not as big as titans huh?]

Not for nothing, but I'll say that's probably a good thing. The little one was ugly enough. Pretty sure they'd only get worse if they grew.

[overtid]

[ That smirk, however ephemeral and fractional, doesn't go unnoticed. Little though they know one another, Nanami has the idea that, even without the idiosyncratic circumstances, it isn't a frequent expression for the man. He doesn't feel any particular sense of accomplishment, instead taking another drink, which just happens to hide or otherwise occupy his mouth.

Unfortunately, that's the last of the glass, which he sets down closer to the edge of the table. ]

If you think it's classy to throw someone through a bakery window, then I don't want to know what you think is trashy.

[ A bakery is, indeed, even more sacred. Not enough for him to speak with any severity against what is still an obvious joke.

As for the description of the ODM straps, it's not bad. He doesn't have a clear picture yet, because it remains so strange a concept that even with the loose pieces assembled, the whole eludes, but ideally, he won't need to know more or to get a look at them. Just as, ideally, Levi won't be troubled again by cursed spirits. ]

Some do.

[ Get worse when larger. ]

Titans — between your conversation, the design of those ODM straps, and the name itself, I assume they're behemoths.

[ And if unrelated to cursed spirits, then what the hell were they? More importantly, where the hell were they? ]

[n0regr3ts]

[don't worry, nanami. your secret's safe. levi definitely didn't notice that thing you did with your mouth there and he didn't just do the exact same thing. and since he hates talking to most people, it's not like it'll ever come up in conversation. polite or otherwise.]

Don't really like seeing tea shops get vandalized, but shit happens.

[so it's a half-truth...and more like a whole truth. he's pretty particular about that and only that in terms of what he holds sacred, so...moving on.

he still winces slightly at the idea of that disgusting squirmy bastard they fought getting any bigger.]

Yeah...the biggest we got on record is about sixty meters. Give or take since the steam it puts out melts everything including its own body.

[he fidgets only slightly thinking about it. who carries the colossal now and who could've had it doesn't matter anymore. no regrets.]

Still not as bad as the mindless ones that grab and eat whomever runs the slowest.

[overtid]

[ Clearly, men such as them have mouths that lack the requisite muscle structure to produce that sort of curvature (but sufficient structure for its inverse). Biological, genetic. Whether an evolutionary advantage or disadvantage remains to be seen. ...in fact, it doesn't rise to such an absurd level of denial, but as as matter of course, his principle of managing himself and any feeling results contributes to his general lack of expression.

But shit happens, even to tea shops cafes. He won't argue with that kind of fundamental truth — except that, of course, he'd never choose to be the vandal.

Sixty meters disrupts the placidity of his countenance, though much of the change is in his eyes, wide behind shaded lenses and the thick, blocking frames. Much, but not all, because his brow also furrows, lining, creasing. Steam output doesn't make sense to him yet, except that if it melts the body, that might suggest that the body isn't able to sustain that size — or that might be a result of injury or death, a defense mechanism that it couldn't defend against.

Mindless monsters eating the hapless and less capable, however, is standard enough for curses. ]

We haven't recorded anything close to that big. If the biggest on record is sixty meters, what's the average? Here, mindless creatures that feed reflexively on humans are more common and far outnumber those with forethought. Are yours also the majority?

[n0regr3ts]

[managing emotions is never a bad policy. being hard to read can only help when dealing with people - soldiers, civilians, or otherwise. and in worse times, forcing the emotion down deep where it can't hurt anyone or get in the way is often the only way to survive the ordeal. feeling too much can cause someone to make mistakes. or overlook something. and levi knows he's guilty of both. something tells him this nanami's been through similar things, so he's willing to go with biological advancement. not that he'd get decent marks in any science class with his third grade reading level and ten word vocabulary.

noting the concern in the other man's facial muscles, he just shrugs. that news generally tends to upset people. or it used to. he vaguely remembers a time where nobody knew about the colossal titan and fuck, those passed for better times.]

Pretty much. The regular titans can range from about two to fifteen meters with a couple exceptions once in a while. They're big. Stupid. Easy to take out so long as there ain't more than one. It's the goddamn abnormals you gotta worry about. You got curses that show any kind of intelligence?