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[ohthehumanities]

DUONET ID: Artchitect

"You've reached Kaveh! Leave a message and I'll call you back in a--HEY, DON'T TOUCH THAT I JUST GOT IT IN THE RIGHT SP--"

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[the way that buzen has been given a camera when he barely knows how to use it. he's fiddling with it, this way and that, and looks up when he sees a familiar face - sort of. it's a distant kind of familiar and yet one that invites him to be friendly regardless.

these memories sure are fickle thing. he raises his hand in a wave]

Kaveh-san! Ah... I'm Buzen! [he points at himself, as if it's appropriate to introduce yourself to your ex..... weird. anyway.]

Say, do you still care a lot about beauty and aesthetics and stuff?

[ohthehumanities]

[The way I went to look at your AU plotting post and lost my shit all over again

ANYWAY. IT'S BEEN... weird, to say the least. He hasn't been here long, so perhaps it's unfair to judge the adjustment period preemptively--but while Kaveh wouldn't consider himself bad at dealing with sudden, extreme changes, it's usually a skill he applies to his work and little else. Something of this magnitude will take a little time to get a handle on, especially considering the only person he truly "knows" here is Lumine, and he's only met her once.

But it's... fine. It's fine, because what Kaveh is very good at is deflection--projecting the image of someone who has it all together, especially if it means keeping someone else from worrying. And fortunately, even though it's disorienting to have another set of memories in his head, the ones related to Buzen are nice. The sort of nice that he would be afraid of examining too closely, if not for the fact that they come with nothing more than fond nostalgia, which makes them safe.

That means that, when he looks up from his tablet (how did he figure out how to use that so fast?? damn sumerus), he looks surprised, but settles with relative ease.]

Ah--yes, of course. I, er, remember you? That is--well, you understand. [Smooth, Kaveh. But he smiles, putting a hand on his hip.] What a question! Of course I do. I am an architect, after all. [You're STEM, Kaveh, get over it] Why do you ask?