Who: Galatea |
visionblessing & Badou |
flamingun; closed
When: A DAY. Afternoon-ish?
Where: Market
Format: Kicking it off paragraph, but either is fine with me.
What: Running into people while shopping. IT'S GOING TO BE AWESOME.
Warnings: None that I can think of. I guess potential language?
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and I'd just laugh and get away with it too )
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He was reading the tiny print of the pack in his left hand when he heard a voice off to his side. He glances over, not realizing the question was aimed at him until he saw she was looking right at him.
"Um, sure. I guess. What d'ya need?"
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"Thank you," she replied politely, bowing her head a little. "I am trying to locate hair products," Galatea continued, as if it were the most natural thing in the world for a woman dressed in a nun's attire to seek out something so frivilous. "Do you have time?"
If not, she could always lurk and aggravate him during his own shopping endeavours. A subtle revenge, but at least likely for a little entertainment.
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Back home he had a part time job in a little shop, so he's well versed where products would usually be stocked, but he's not sure if it's the same here. "I've got no where else to be. I was actually going to look for that stuff when I finished here anyways." He makes a gesture towards his hair, which is long enough to go midways down his back.
"Just give me a sec." He goes back to glancing between the packs before sighing and putting one down and pocketing the other.
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Galatea waited patiently, smoothing the cloth of her habit. "There's no rush. I am grateful for the assistance." A brief pause, and she tilted her head to the side, as if contemplating her new comrade. "Ah, forgive my rudeness. My name is Galatea."
It would be remiss, of course, not to be polite to one who had so easily complied. She suspected that any of her comrades from her own world would have taken rather more convincing.
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