'Blues', as he had been calling himself since he showed up in this strange world, was still on the same bench he had been sitting on since he had started talking to Jinx over the system. And before the young woman could get there he had pocketed his PDA device and looked for all the world to be taking a nap.
"Nope, are you?" He asked, leaning back a bit to 'look' at Jinx when she spoke to him, although telling where he's looking is a bit hard with the shades in the way.
"I'm not dead yet," she replied with a chuckle, making her way toward the bench. At first she was slow, taking in the situation at hand. Villain paranoia told her anything and everything could be a trap or ploy against her. This was a new world that she did not entirely understand, after all. But the thing that was making her the most uncomfortable at the moment was the sun grinning down at the city below. Upon not noticing anything that looked remotely dangerous, she made her move and came around the bench
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"That's good." Was all he said as he watched her before she sat down, fully aware of her looking him over, then he turned his attention skywards. Which made it so he outwardly didn't seem to be aware of any awkwardness on Jinx's part.
Then she asked if she could touch him, and he shifted to look at her and didn't do anything to stop her from putting her hand on his shoulder. Of course with how many layers he's wearing it would be hard to tell he's not human just by touching him through his clothing, unless Jinx gave him a squeeze. That would give her some proof that he's built of much harder stuff than a human.
"Yeah... subtlety really isn't my strong suit," she told him rather straight forward, a little too enamored with the rest of him to be all too embarrassed. "Let's just say it wasn't the way I was raised." With a wink, she felt over his shoulder. He was wearing much too many layers to feel much of anything until she squeezed down on him. Rather than feeling the usual structure, it felt much stronger, so solid as compared to a usual human, especially her own birdlike shoulders. But Jinx was a bit deceptive, too; all muscles under her grey skin and lithe form.
"Plus, you said yourself that you're a thing," she joked, getting a little more forward with him. Like a cat, she was tactile, which was usually a little unnerving for some. Jinx usually did not have good intentions, and she was rather sharp. She reached out a clawed hand to his face, and without hesitation this time, pressed her fingertips against his cheekbone. His skin felt so real, but there was something just a little off. This structure of his face was hard. And he was warm
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"Nope, are you?" He asked, leaning back a bit to 'look' at Jinx when she spoke to him, although telling where he's looking is a bit hard with the shades in the way.
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Then she asked if she could touch him, and he shifted to look at her and didn't do anything to stop her from putting her hand on his shoulder. Of course with how many layers he's wearing it would be hard to tell he's not human just by touching him through his clothing, unless Jinx gave him a squeeze. That would give her some proof that he's built of much harder stuff than a human.
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"Plus, you said yourself that you're a thing," she joked, getting a little more forward with him. Like a cat, she was tactile, which was usually a little unnerving for some. Jinx usually did not have good intentions, and she was rather sharp. She reached out a clawed hand to his face, and without hesitation this time, pressed her fingertips against his cheekbone. His skin felt so real, but there was something just a little off. This structure of his face was hard. And he was warm ( ... )
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