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who: Mikumo and you!
what: Self-promotion is fun!
when: The entire month of August
where: Around the Quarantine
warnings: Nothing really, except for Mikumo being a troll

Ever since her announcement over the Quarantine's version of social media, Mikumo has been busy with her agent. In the past few weeks, she's been taking photos and meeting as many people as she can. There have been trips to venues, a baseball field, and certain stores to throw together a wardrobe worthy of Riverview's first idol.

In the week leading up to the River festival, posters for her appearances start popping up all over the place. (Samples are here: One, two, three, four, five, and six.) Dates and times are splashed across the posters, drawing attention to her best assets artistically. Of course, she is the one responsible for where they're all placed. She has final say on these sorts of things, agent or not.

After the festival, it's more performing in the clubs at night and plastering the town with her face.

When she's not out promoting herself, she's in her apartment, singing, writing and working on dance moves. To everyone on the third through fifth floors of the communal housing buildings, she's not sorry that her voice carries. However, she does take requests, so that's something.

However, she's so determined to get out there that she's not paying attention to where she's going. On more than one occasion, she bumps into a stranger and sends her papers flying. "Oh, I'm sorry! Are you hurt?"

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Cable nods and waits for the "Boss" to point the way. "Anything else you feel like divulging about yourself?" He may as well make small talk as they move about; this wouldn't be unlike a mission really.

Not his usual beat for sure, but Cable felt fairly certain Mikumo made for good company.

Mikumo heads off in the direction she'd wanted to go before bumping into Cable. She's sure that he'll keep up. He's that type.

"Well, I'm 165cm, have red eyes, my birthday is August 17th. I began singing almost four years ago when I joined my former group. My hair is real." She turns and looks at him playfully. "But that's all public knowledge. Anything else and.... well, you'll just have to earn that."

He is that type, and so does easily keeps up with the pop idol. Cable offers a smirk to Mikumo. "So just like my first wife, then." A beat and then he adds, "The part about having to earn the rest." The first couple things Cable could tell by looking at her, but he didn't mind that she liked to keep things close to the chest.

He did too, even when he seemed to tell everything that needed to be known. "Anything or anyone that needs to be earned tends to be worth it."

"First wife? Now that sounds like a story." And, honestly, there's still a lot about herself that she just doesn't know, hasn't been allowed to experience, that unless questions are specifically asked she isn't sure what she should be trying to answer.

It's been that way for a long time. And it adds to her mystery back home, or so she's been told.

"I'm not sure about worth to you, but I happen to think that I might be worth a lot of things." Healthy sense of self-worth? Maybe, maybe not.

"The younger me wouldn't have given the time to find what your worth was to him past what you could do in a fight. Fortunately I'm older and wiser, so let's just call it a gut feeling." Cable clearly has no issue with feeding Mikumo's sense of self-worth either way; no matter which way it went for him, it could end heads up as far as he was concerned.

"As for my first wife: her name was Aliya. She was beautiful. Strong. Capable. She saved me in more than just one way back where we're from."

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"There is something to be said for an older man, I've heard. Nice to see there's some truth to that."

Of course, everyone is older than her sometimes, but that doesn't matter.

"She sounds lovely, but you know that a first wife implies there is more than one."

Cable is going to circle back to the benefits of an older man somewhere down the line; for now he focuses on the part about his first wife. "In the time that I'm from, war is pretty common." He pauses in his words, finding it strange that he would open up like this to someone else. There's something to be said about being in a place such as the Quarantine. It wasn't unlike the times Cable has found himself displaced in some sort of far off or alternate future.

That was probably why he didn't have a problem divulging this stuff to Mikumo. There was something to her that he liked--or maybe appreciated. Knowing him, it was probably both. "She was killed."

Is he now? She's okay with having that conversation. It would be a first for her.

"War is common everywhere, unfortunately." She should know, she's just survived a war with a group that kidnapped her. Messer's death is still rather raw for all of the Delta Squadron and Walküre, so she has some idea of what it's like, though not that of a partner.

"However, I am sorry to hear that she's passed away. Were you together for a long time?"

"Long enough for it to matter." The response could come off as gruff, or maybe even short--but Cable manages to make it sound like nothing more than actual fact. It was also a long, long time ago. Even without hopping around through time it felt like an entire life ago for the mutant.

"War is everywhere...and not always what you think it will or should be." He basically says this in agreement with Mikumo and adds on to the thought, "It's up to us to do what we can on all fronts."

"Any amount of time matters if you loved one another." What a stupid thing to say. She might not have any experience in romantic love, but she's seen the effects its had on all of the other members of Walküre and knows that wars have been started for love.

It's the strongest emotion for good and evil.

"So long as people are doing what they can for those who can't fight back, wars can be stopped."

"Took the words right out of my mouth. All of em. You sure you're not a mind reader?" He could try figuring it out if he had to, but the mutant is just doing a bit of joking.

Mostly.

"We have a few of those types back home." Why, even Cable himself...

"If I was, do you think I would tell you?"

He can think on that while she continues to use him for manual labor and easy company.

"I suppose stubborn do-gooders exist everywhere. Perhaps if they didn't the world, universe, what-have-you would cease to exist."

He does think on that, opting to not point out that he could just..find out himself by reading Mikumo's mind. He isn't the type to just do that unless it's an actual emergency, however, so instead he just resumes walking along with the singer.

This was simple compared to whatever else he could be doing; even then that varied depending on the mission. "You're probably right. Some of them aren't so bad."

If he reads her mind, what he would find is... troubling and would not match anything she shows on her face. There would also be holes that any normal person wouldn't have. So, it's probably best that he just... doesn't.

Unless he wants to see the mess that she really is underneath her smiles.

"Now, back to the more pressing conversation. Wives. You must have a second if you're comparing me to a first."

He isn't against seeing what lies beneath anyone's surface, but he doesn't go out of his way about it either--especially if they haven't given him permission.

It's rare for him to just do it willy-nilly unless there's a need for it greater than him or anyone else. "Yeah. Someone I met while on the run with an important child. A baby. We raised the girl together for a few years before she died in my arms." There's a pause before he continues.

"Couldn't get to her in time."

She nods solemnly, looking around at the area to make sure they've put enough of the posters up to make an impact.

"Well, what I've discovered in the last hour is that it seems to be a bit of health issue to get tangled with you. A pity, that."

"Only if you want to get married. Anything less than that seems to work out." Cable found this made things easier for the others. Maybe for everyone. Very few could deal with his whole..deal and who he was as a person.

Two, as a matter of fact. That didn't mean there weren't some who tried to be more--plenty of them tried. "You got something in mind--"

Cable looks to Mikumo. "--'Boss'?"

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