{Jareth ^ 1}

[magic_dancing]

Who: Jareth and anyone that wants to be manipulated by him meet him. :D;;
Where: Espoir
Style: Either; just if you start in one style, stick with it. :P
Status: Open

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[[you might grow to regret this]]

[hypomania]

Fran was walking peacefully down the street, just enjoying the sights. She was wearing her wide, billowing cloak today, looking as though she was swimming in the oversize garment. She had discovered that the recent cold weather was not only pretty to look at, but the chilly temperature (which wasn't very common in Japan) made her skin and pores and stitches feel all tightened up. It was a very nice feeling to have.

...Of course, if Fran was thinking of experiments or anything like that, the moment she saw the handsome man on the street stopped all that. The young surgeon stopped in her tracks for a moment, and then continued on so that as they came closer she was able to smile and wave, and give a, "Nice day, isn't it!~"

[[ooooooh dear XD]]

[magic_dancing]

Jareth turned a pleasant smile to her, though mentally he was a bit... confused. She looked human, she carried herself like a human... but what were those dreadful things on the side of her head?

"A bit chilly for my taste," he replied, before giving her a charming smile. "Though the sight of a lovely lady certainly warms my heart."

[hypomania]

Well, that got Fran started. She blushed deeply at the compliment, and it looked odd on her pale skin with the blinding white snow around them. "R-really?~ My father always told me he felt cold as a corpse when he looked at my face~! I guess beauty is in the eye of the beholder!~"

[magic_dancing]

Oh my, this was almost too easy. Jareth managed to keep his smile tame as he took Fran's hand, placing a soft kiss upon it.

"Indeed, and such a beauty," he said smoothly. "But where are my manners? My name is Jeremy, my good woman. What might yours be?"