[ the warning is less for jayce's sake than oushi's, whose experience tells him it's far better to address the elephant in the room from the start, instead of allowing it to fester into something just as unavoidable but ten times more awkward.
the freckles in question do not actually appear until jayce himself walks into view, and oushi's eyes land on him. the very sight of him is a trigger of some kind, and considering closer inspection reveals those scattered pink and red spots to be heart-shaped... and considering the context of the unique situation they're in thanks to this hotel... one can probably put the pieces together about what it is about jayce that might have prompted them.
(it's your face, jayce. your stupid, handsome face.) ]
Hey. Jayce?
[ there is, of course, no need to really ask. jayce's picture had been part of the profile, after all. rather, it's more important he announces who he is, especially considering he doubts the older man would have had enough wherewithall to glance at his own profile via his username. even someone as used to smart technology as oushi had to take some time to figure out how to navigate his way through the watch's unique settings. ]
I'm Oushi.
[ freckles aside, he does not make for a particularly distinct sight. average height, average size. dark hair and eyes a deep green you'd only be able to notice if you were up close. in a hoodie and a pair of jeans that somehow fit him just fine but also swallow him up. plain and unremarkable in every way oushi has become resigned to accept about himself, amidst the backdrop of all that is spectacular about and within the hotel and its other guests.
he half-turns towards the grand double doors that lead out towards the cloud dwelling garden, just a few feet away from where he stands. ]
jayce.
the freckles in question do not actually appear until jayce himself walks into view, and oushi's eyes land on him. the very sight of him is a trigger of some kind, and considering closer inspection reveals those scattered pink and red spots to be heart-shaped... and considering the context of the unique situation they're in thanks to this hotel... one can probably put the pieces together about what it is about jayce that might have prompted them.
(it's your face, jayce. your stupid, handsome face.) ]
Hey. Jayce?
[ there is, of course, no need to really ask. jayce's picture had been part of the profile, after all. rather, it's more important he announces who he is, especially considering he doubts the older man would have had enough wherewithall to glance at his own profile via his username. even someone as used to smart technology as oushi had to take some time to figure out how to navigate his way through the watch's unique settings. ]
I'm Oushi.
[ freckles aside, he does not make for a particularly distinct sight. average height, average size. dark hair and eyes a deep green you'd only be able to notice if you were up close. in a hoodie and a pair of jeans that somehow fit him just fine but also swallow him up. plain and unremarkable in every way oushi has become resigned to accept about himself, amidst the backdrop of all that is spectacular about and within the hotel and its other guests.
he half-turns towards the grand double doors that lead out towards the cloud dwelling garden, just a few feet away from where he stands. ]
You wanna take a look?