Post by Turushino Ronjiro on Sept 1, 2023 6:50:43 GMT -5
Turushino's response to Ume's words was infused with a casual tone, as if he was jesting in a light-hearted manner. He placed a hand over his forehead then followed with a dramatic sigh. "Ah, my apologies to the ladder enthusiasts of the world," he remarked, a soft chuckle accompanying his words. "I suppose I'll never truly understand the struggles of the vertically challenged who need these elevated aids for survival." He delivered this with an exaggerated air of empathy before breaking into a soft laugh, indicating his intention was purely playful.
"As for modern technology and cameras," Turushino continued, his tone shifting to one of more serious intent, "I'll admit that I'm not the most innovative when it comes to these newfangled contraptions. Being a man of my time, technological advancements were not a realm I was particularly well-versed in...even back then my people remained in isolation...I do recall someone with a camera came around to document my tribe when I was little, but it was a much bulkier type, very primitive compared to these. However, put something in front of me, and I'm fairly adept at deciphering its functions." His words were spoken with a quiet confidence, hinting at a skill rooted in his innate ability to analyze and understand.
He shifted his attention to Ume's skepticism about the task's potential for enjoyment, his response touched with his own perspective on the matter. "You see, my dear scientist genius friend, what might seem tedious to others, I often view as a unique learning experience." His voice held a tinge of enthusiasm, contrasting with her doubts. "There's a certain satisfaction in unraveling the complexities of mundane tasks, in finding the patterns that escape casual observation."
Turushino's lips curved into a wry smile as he addressed her concerns about his patience. "While wanderlust does tend to beckon me, I can also find solace in the rhythm of focused work." His eyes held a distant, introspective gleam, as if he were recalling moments from the distant past. "Monotony can hold its own form of meditative allure, much like the path of a wandering ronin or the steady flow of a calm river." All this talk, mostly himself talking, of his past life had got him thinking a bit.
He acknowledged her reservations about the potential damage to the equipment with a nod of understanding. "Fear not, for I'll treat your equipment with all the care it deserves," he assured her, his tone carrying sincerity. "I may be many things, but a ruffian seeking to cause wanton destruction isn't one of them." His stance remained relaxed, his hands held loosely at his sides as he observed her cart being pushed along. "So, shall we embark on this journey of camera installation and exploration of the not-so-mundane? I also promise, if it helps, to keep my mouth shut for now."
"As for modern technology and cameras," Turushino continued, his tone shifting to one of more serious intent, "I'll admit that I'm not the most innovative when it comes to these newfangled contraptions. Being a man of my time, technological advancements were not a realm I was particularly well-versed in...even back then my people remained in isolation...I do recall someone with a camera came around to document my tribe when I was little, but it was a much bulkier type, very primitive compared to these. However, put something in front of me, and I'm fairly adept at deciphering its functions." His words were spoken with a quiet confidence, hinting at a skill rooted in his innate ability to analyze and understand.
He shifted his attention to Ume's skepticism about the task's potential for enjoyment, his response touched with his own perspective on the matter. "You see, my dear scientist genius friend, what might seem tedious to others, I often view as a unique learning experience." His voice held a tinge of enthusiasm, contrasting with her doubts. "There's a certain satisfaction in unraveling the complexities of mundane tasks, in finding the patterns that escape casual observation."
Turushino's lips curved into a wry smile as he addressed her concerns about his patience. "While wanderlust does tend to beckon me, I can also find solace in the rhythm of focused work." His eyes held a distant, introspective gleam, as if he were recalling moments from the distant past. "Monotony can hold its own form of meditative allure, much like the path of a wandering ronin or the steady flow of a calm river." All this talk, mostly himself talking, of his past life had got him thinking a bit.
He acknowledged her reservations about the potential damage to the equipment with a nod of understanding. "Fear not, for I'll treat your equipment with all the care it deserves," he assured her, his tone carrying sincerity. "I may be many things, but a ruffian seeking to cause wanton destruction isn't one of them." His stance remained relaxed, his hands held loosely at his sides as he observed her cart being pushed along. "So, shall we embark on this journey of camera installation and exploration of the not-so-mundane? I also promise, if it helps, to keep my mouth shut for now."
