Characters: Scales/Novak [
lizardoverdose] and Argent/Christopher[
twoninths]
Date/Time: BACKDATED to November 1st, middle of the day.
Location: Argent's place at Section 4.
Rating: PG-13 (Scales' mouth?)
Summary: One concerned lizardman seeks out some help.
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big hearts? )
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Well, before they'd been stolen and never returned. That was another important thing to do, get new boots.
"Hi," he said, attempting to look as harmless as possible which was normally pretty difficult. "I'm Scales, and I'm looking for Throne. You're Argent, right? I was told that you would know where he is or at least have up-to-date information on him?"
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Still, it would not do to get hung up on questions of evolutionary possibility and what not when Scales obviously did exist, given that he was here and standing in the doorway and asking questions. So with a little nod, not in answer to the questions precisely, Argent shuffled back, pulling the door wider so that Scales could come in.
"I'm not certain I can provide you with satisfactory answers to any of those questions, Mr. Scales, except that yes, I am Argent." He smiled brightly and waved a hand in the direction of the living room. "Do come in, however, and I shall try my best. Can I get you anything to eat or drink?"
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On the bad side, though, Argent hadn't really answered his question outright which generally leant closer to 'no, I don't know' rather than 'well, he's eating dinner.' He stepped inside, taking in the distinct lack of cleaning going on here - definitely lived in by a kid like Argent with at least a minor disdain for cleaning.
"Just Scales is good," he said, nodding his head in thanks. "Just water, please and thank you." He went towards the living and sat, cocking his head at the confused-looking kitty.
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