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[juniorarchiver]

characters: Lavi and ~you~
location: Various parts of Solace, both possibly rebuilt and not.
time: He'll be going around all day while it's still light out, so various.
rating: Assuming around PG-PG13, depending who he runs across.
open/closed: Open, so very open.
summary: Lavi decides it's time for a little more social networking and observing.

Comments

/late forever

[notjailbait]

[brb taking a lot of steps back. WHY DID YOU EVEN--

Just staring, because you're weird and creepy and-- why yes, that is a collapsible trident she's taking out of her pockets. You, sir, might be a threat, creepy as you are.

If Lavi turns out to be a threat, Chrome is not backing down.]

Nonsense, it's never too late. o/

[juniorarchiver]

[Not creepy, he's incredibly charming lol. Though he can't deny the weird. Raises his hands up in surrender]

I'm not looking to fight anyone, yeah? Especially not a cute girl.

:>

[notjailbait]

[Chrome straightens, but she doesn't put away that trident.

And no, she doesn't make notice of the subtle flirting. She never does :|]

Then why do that?

<:

[juniorarchiver]

[Sob, he never gets the girl anyway]

Do what? Say hi?

[notjailbait]

Why do you appear just like that to say 'hi'? And to strangers?

[juniorarchiver]

So they won't be strangers anymore. Never hurts to talk to a few new people, yeah?

I'm Lavi. What's your name?

[notjailbait]

[... She's not convinced, Lavi. You're not getting a name out of her.]

[juniorarchiver]

[... Well! All right then]

May I ask what you're doing out here among the rubble? Looking for a home, collecting valuables, just thinking?

[notjailbait]

Searching for someone.

[juniorarchiver]

Would you like a little help or company finding them?

[notjailbait]

[Chrome regards him carefully. To let him come along or not? Not that she needs the company, and if he tries something, she can take care of it.]

... Fine.

[juniorarchiver]

[Giving his typical foolish grin. Time with a lovely lady, what more could he ask for?]

Who are we looking for?

[notjailbait]

[Pause. He's asked her a question, but she doesn't want to tell him that she's looking for her boss. Time to be vague about it, then.]

A boy.

[juniorarchiver]

Yeah? What's he look like? Maybe I've seen him.

[notjailbait]

Messy brown hair and brown eyes. He's short. [Her hand comes up to around chest height, since she's not that tall herself. Though, she remembers that, ten years ago, she was really the shortest out of all of them.]

[juniorarchiver]

[Nods]

Can't say I recognize the description. Where were you planning to look next?