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[butwithadance]

Highly effeminate man in dark armor, adorned with silver accents and flows of pink silk, walking through the Nexus. Nothing all that great to see here. Move along, folks.

Thankfully he'd appeared in a more secluded part of the Nexus on his arrival, and had a chance to talk to some of the 'natives' a bit to find out just where he is, be warned

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[prettydieyoung]

((Ranmaru, you've just been Orochi-fied. Stop whining.))

He stops. He stares. He is stunned.

"Y-you!" That's not necessarily a good exclaimation, either.

[butwithadance]

Oh? What's this? He recognizes that voice...no, wait for it, he wants to try and guess before he turns around and--

Screw it. He turns around. Well, more like twirls around on his heel.

He is amused now. "It seems beauty is attracted to beauty, is it not?"

[prettydieyoung]

"I am not like you! Do not presume to know me!" Hand is now on nodachi!

((I just had to use that line. It just works.))

[butwithadance]

((And you have me giggling now. I hate you. <3))

"Stay your hand, Ranmaru. I'm not looking for a fight."

[novembersghost]

"In ways most people would call babaric." She laughs.

[butwithadance]

He looks her over, gives a small sniff of what could be disdain or could be 'couldn't care less'. "Even something barbaric can be beautiful."

[novembersghost]

She raises a brow. Another of those sorts? She's really love to teach him a lesson. But contents herself with a smile. "True. Though I thought the term one man's meat is another man's poison applied more in this case."

[butwithadance]

"Interesting term." He really sounds like he doesn't find it interesting at all, though.