Characters: Elphaba (OU), OPEN
Where: Plaza
When: After
this journal entry.
Summary: The old meet and greet. New thread for new chars, or ninja in on her meeting someone else (with permission, please).
Warnings: Wicked Witchy-ness.
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This isn't Munchkinland... )
However, here's one for you: the businessman was extra cautious these days; although he wore a pressed suit, perfect fit, special tailor with an expensive overcoat, a long, pseudo-trenchcoat with a wool lining (nevermind where he got such things) beneath this a special device was hooked up to the Arc reactor on his chest--his right wrist and palm were distinctly that of the Iron Man.
He was wearing the Repulsor ray as a singular defensive weapon.
As to why he was out this day was a mystery--for now--but he seemed to drift towards the plaza on default. Either he was on his way to somewhere else from this central hub of the city, or he was just out here to--observe or something. It didn't really matter in the end. He became distinctly distracted when he caught sight of the green woman...
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"And it just so happens," he continued with that superior line of fashion, "that I have in fact seen someone like you before. And much more hideous for that matter. You'll find you're not so unique in this place. There are plenty like you here."
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"Are you sure?" There was a hint of a smile on her lips. "Maybe you should bring your hideous friend here for comparison. I reserve judgment until I see who you're speaking of." Her voice was dry, but slightly amused. "I've noticed that there are quite a few that make me seem almost boring." Her brown eyes flickered darkly. "Ha...I might even grow jealous at this lack of attention. I'm not used to not being the topic of conversation when I enter a room." Her smile bloomed suddenly, but it was bitter and wistful.
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"Oh, boy. Now I have to decide which hideous 'friend' to show you? I think I'd rather just continue the day without tackling such a hard decision," he replied. If anything instead of truly being spiteful now he was just plain having fun. It is a mixed up world inside the mind of one Anthony E. Stark.
He tilted his head to the side almost in mimicry of her earlier gesture. "Et tu?" he asked with a more mischievous smirk of his own. "Granted, when I walk into a room--first, it's the woman who pay the most attention; second, the men are the jealous ones; and third, all of it is a most fortuitous sensation rather than something of loath and scorn." The smirk lifted slightly into a mean little smile.
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The green woman chuckled, and there was actually a hint of real humor in it. Bantering brought the life back to her. "Different than I. When I walk into a crowd it is the children that notice first - pointing and laughing, followed by the horrified parents, and then the old folks mumbling on about the curse of sin. If I'm lucky they use it as an object lesson about the punishments visited upon disobedient children..."
The brown eyes drifted, losing some clarity. "The other times aren't of consequence."
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There was practically a 360 here in his attitude towards her. "That seems kinda rude," he said, sincerely it seemed, too. "Besides the color, you don't really look like an ogre. It's not like you're that scary. Maybe ate too many vegetables..."
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"Genetics and breeding were of special interest to me, I assume you can discern why." Her smile was humorless. "But for the most part I was helping my professor, Dillamond was his name, he was a Goat. We were trying to find the difference between Animals and animals, and their relation to mankind." The brown eyes glittered. "That was, until he was murdered." Her jaws clamped shut then, for along with getting Fiyero killed, she had also never managed to avenge her friend and colleague.
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He definitely could see. That was quite obvious. And he thought it wasn't a bad reason to go into such things. At least she had a reason. Like him. He was just good at what he did. That was all.
He didn't understand all the background allusions going on here, although he could definitely tell there was something being said in between the lines, and the whole "murder" statement went a long way... but again he ignored that. He would, however, now ask about the the difference between the double words. "...What's with the 'Fish' and fish, 'Animal' and animal thing going on here?"
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