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Aug 25, 2011 19:47

WHO: seeingeyespit and enigmaestro
WHERE: NOHoPE
WHEN: tomorrow afternoon? if that works
WARNINGS: Terezi can be a warning unto herself
SUMMARY: Terezi furthers her 1NV3ST1G4T1ON I mean investigation of Eridan by 1NT3RROG4T1NG I mean interrogating--wait I mean interviewing his moiral.
FORMAT: whatever you please.

show them all you're not the ordinary type )

terezi pyrope | seer of mind, edward nygma | riddler

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enigmaestro August 25 2011, 23:56:06 UTC
"Well hello," he said, his smile not quite reaching his eyes. His gaze was far too preoccupied to bother with sincerity -- it kept drawing to her horns. Curious, how they seemed to come in various shapes and sizes, from the very few samples he had observed. Eddie had wondered what Eridan's might look like, and if that perhaps had any weight on the boy's tendency to overcompensate.

It was a thought he couldn't help.

"Shall I get you a seat?" Normally he wouldn't offer, but Terezi was a young girl with an overeager stick. Part of Eddie feared for his own ankles.

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seeingeyespit August 26 2011, 00:06:05 UTC
"Hehehe! What a gentleman!"

That was Terezi's way of accepting his offer. She obviously couldn't notice his preoccupied gaze, but she was observing him in her own way--sniffing at him without shame, in fact, that sharp grin still in place.

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enigmaestro August 26 2011, 00:18:07 UTC
The sniffing was peculiar. With an arched brow, he grabbed the singular chair in the room, shuffling it over to Terezi. He made no comment concerning the use of nose, figuring it was something that would have to be merely speculated over. For now.

"On your right," he clarified as he set down the chair. It was close enough to his own bed that he could sit comfortable in conversation. "I rather have a few questions myself, actually, I figured this could be a little fun exchange. I'm not overly familiar with Eridan's past you see, and I would love an unbiased record."

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seeingeyespit August 26 2011, 00:24:15 UTC
"Thanks," she said as she took a seat. Immediately afterward she leaned forward, elbows on her knees and hands on her cane, clearly tickled by his suggestion.

"Fishing behind his back for information? You must not make a very good moirail!"

Her grin tempered down to a smirk as she straightened in her seat. "But I might feel like indulging you if you answer my questions thoroughly."

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