( In the middle of the shopping district is Geto Suguru, looking wildly out of place and absolutely miserable about it, loitering by an alleyway with a cigarette clenched desperately between his fingers. Because the unfortunate thing about being a semi-behaved genocidal maniac is that eventually you will have to do normal, human things and are absolutely not allowed to kill anyone about it. Holiday shopping was the worst before he decided he hated humanity. Now it's an exquisite kind of torture.

And while logically he's sure nobody would blame him for ignoring it entirely - dying on Christmas Eve wouldn't exactly fill anyone with the holiday spirit - he's loathe to actually give in to his winter blues. He has to try. That doesn't mean if he sees an equally harried Outsider he's not going to give them a wry grimace though, shrugging one shoulder. )

It almost makes you miss the Kaiju, doesn't it? They're less rude.

( There's very little point hiding in his room if the power's out, so here Geto is, slouching in his sweatpants and sweater, a blanket wrapped around his shoulders and his battered pink Nintendo DS tucked into one arm. Out here at least there's hot chocolate, and if anyone's paying very close attention they'll see him spiking his own with a tiny bottle tucked away in his pocket.

He mimes shushing, if he catches a glance, then takes his hot chocolate to the nearest chair to work on his game. Which maybe prompts a -. ) What are electric types weak to again? Ground?

( Tinny Pokémon music comes from the speakers. It's an entire thing. He's an evil cult leader, don't you know? )

( Quick and dirty top level as I'm being forced out of the house right this very second. If you want anything specific please absolutely feel free to let me know and I'll get you a starter. Or you can hit me up with something. Throw a snowball at his head, he deserves it. Once again I'm at qingya or sadgaydna on discord! )