[there's a sign that's taped to his back- he doesn't know it. "SPAM ME BITCHEZZZZ." whether you want to let him know about it or not is your choice; if you choose to do so, well. just be prepared to run.]
['Sup. Just wandering around quietly, not expecting to run into anyone, but-
Oh. Hello, Mr. Tall, Blond And Handsome. She peeks around the wall, noticing the sign. Spam? Did he want food or something? She checked her pockets, a little disheartened when she discovered she didn't have anything.
Well. Maybe she can take him to the kitchens! So she scribbles something quick on her notepad:]
Hello. Are you hungry?
[And quietly approaches him, tapping his shoulder and holding up the notepad]
[ohai. he peers down at the girl, and his eyes instantly land on her wings. well. he's never seen anyone like this in Ikebukuro before, but after meeting a headless motorcyclist with a cat helmet, this doesn't come close to phasing him.
he blinks when she starts writing on the notepad in her palm, and his brow furrows barely noticeably. Celty?
Am I hungry? well, if running into another fairy wasn't random enough--
he takes hold of the cigarette in his mouth with his thumb and index finger before he loosens his hold on it, letting it fall to the ground before is crumbles beneath his feet.]
[She shrinks a little under his scrutiny, clutching the notepad closer to herself. He's certainly intimidating, but he doesn't... seem like a bad person.
At his reply, she glances down at her feet in slight disappointment. Did she misinterpret it? Does he... even know there's a sign on his back? Well. It'd be best to tell him, right?]
[Just looooounging around and beeeeeeing cool.] Hey hotshot, you really shouldn't advertise it like that you know. Someone just might talk up the offer.
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Oh. Hello, Mr. Tall, Blond And Handsome. She peeks around the wall, noticing the sign. Spam? Did he want food or something? She checked her pockets, a little disheartened when she discovered she didn't have anything.
Well. Maybe she can take him to the kitchens! So she scribbles something quick on her notepad:]
Hello. Are you hungry?
[And quietly approaches him, tapping his shoulder and holding up the notepad]
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he blinks when she starts writing on the notepad in her palm, and his brow furrows barely noticeably. Celty?
Am I hungry? well, if running into another fairy wasn't random enough--
he takes hold of the cigarette in his mouth with his thumb and index finger before he loosens his hold on it, letting it fall to the ground before is crumbles beneath his feet.]
No.
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At his reply, she glances down at her feet in slight disappointment. Did she misinterpret it? Does he... even know there's a sign on his back? Well. It'd be best to tell him, right?]
Your back. A sign.
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[A sign?
he lifts his arm up and starts to roughly run his fingers along his upper back. he doesn't feel anything, what--]
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'The hell you talking about?
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[aaaand the fuse has been lighted.]
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