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Scratching the back of his head he nodded a bit and perked up at her questioning, lips parting just slightly to reveal a gentle grin. “Ah well, sadly I’m unemployed. I mean, I got plenty of money for the most part since I don’t ever really need to use it, so I just sort of hang around and… freak out strangers like yourself and occasionally get into service work.”

"Mhm, how nice and normal." She said with a soft chuckle, shifting her face to rest in her hand. "Though, hate to tell ya, but you're doing a pretty crap job of freaking me out- if that's what you'd like to call it." Flitting her gaze across his features, she pursed her lips in thought before they broke into a bit smile at her conclusion. "You're pretty average looking actually, buddy. Probably doesn't help with the normalish vibe m'getting. Not like average is bad or anythin', nothin' wrong with average. Just ain't very good at freaking people out, that's all I'm sayin. Though I dun think I'd fancy running around with blue skin and a unicorn horn sticking out of my head, anyway."

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Where was he? Oh dear, she was going to be in very big trouble if she didn’t find him. She swears she only looked away for thirty seconds! Sheesh, miniature black bears were such a handful; she had no idea how his owner put up with him. Remaining low, Giselle moved swiftly through the crowd, eyes practically glued to the sidewalk in an attempt to find the tiny bear who was probably wreaking havoc on some unsuspecting person. Too intent on tracking the animal down, she didn’t realize she’d knocked somebody over until they were already on the ground.

"Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to—are you okay?”

A little taken a back by what seemed to be a genuine apology and a check on her well being, Tala ruffled her absentmindedly in thought before responding. "Yeah, yeah m'totally fine." She answered with a bob of her head, before hesitantly debating whether or not just to walk away. Not exactly in one of the greatest moods to begin with, she wasn't quite sure if she felt like dealing with someone who seemed a bit too chock full of energy for her own good. Cursing internally, she decided to stay and be polite as Tala's better nature seemed to have gotten the better of her. "...How about you? Are you alright and all that stuff?"

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He shrugged his shoulders and carded fingers through his hair a moment. “So long as I don’t end up on your hit list.” He teased lightly and laughed a bit. “Just you know, I’m pretty strongly against violence and I’m trying not to be rude, no offense of course, I mean it’s your job I’ve got no right to say it’s wrong or right.”

"You are allowed to have an opinion you now, so no offense taken. Probably wouldn't have been my first choice of career path, any how." Sighing softly and shaking her head, she was eager to change the subject to something that didn't exactly focus on her. She didn't exactly want to deal with the memories of how she got into such a nasty business, in the first place. "So what do you do then, bud?" Tala asked, her face shifting back to the smile from early.

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A bit preoccupied with whatever business and nonsense was on her mind, Tala hardly noticed where she was going, until she had managed to maneuver herself into a crowd of people and bump into a good few of them. Mumbling apologies as she pushed through the swarm, she only became awoken from her thoughts when she ended up getting pushed down on the ground, herself. "Maybe try to watch where you're going, buddy." She grumbled, as she stood up and began to brush herself off.

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”The… planets?” Those words hadn’t been spoken past merely a whisper, but he was certain that he hadn’t misheard the young woman or anything. She had said she roamed the planets, something that couldn’t be easily dismissed.

"My name is Tintin." His tone had dropped to almost a business-like sort by default as his thoughts were now elsewhere rather than focusing on the conversation at hand. It was something he was somewhat prone to doing, his thoughts latching onto something of interest and running away with it, providing very little space for much else.

"I beg your pardon — did you say you roamed the planets?”

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Intending to reply with her own name, she was sort of bemused that out of everything she had said, the young man had chosen that sentence to focus on. To her, there didn't seem to be anything odd or unusual about the phrase and it seemed like something she brought up in casual conversation quite often (if only to boast a little.)

"Yup. You heard correctly. Not all of them 'course. It would take a couple lightyears if I wanted to invest all my time going to every single known galaxy. But I've traveled my fair share of them." Tala said proudly, puffing out her chest a little. Not seeing why there was any more reason to linger on the subject, she opened her mouth to introduce her self, though a question ended up spilling out instead. "Mind if I ask why that's so curious to you, mister?"

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"Oh." He grimaced a little at the thought but gave a shrug. "Wow." The vampire swallowed thickly and looked down a bit in momentary thought, all things considered, she looked as innocent as a child but… "Good pay, then, yeah?"

"More or less, yeah." She said with a bob of her head. Furrowing her brow a little, she leant forward and examined the other's face curiously. Tala was trying to read his expression, but it was rather a waste of effort since she was pretty crap at that sort of thing anyway. "You know I'm not gunna just randomly shoot you or anythin', right?"

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”Er…” The young man blinked, hesitant; they were both lost? Though this young woman held a demeanor of confidence and a rather particular vernacular full of slang, he knew her words to be honest. He then offered a sympathetic look. “I apologize that I will be no help to you… I am just as clueless as you say.”

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"Ah well, that's just my luck then." She said with a sigh, making a seemingly pointless gesture of waving her hands around before letting them drop to her sides. "Still, thanks for bein' nice and all. S'not always that you find a polite person when you're roaming the planets." With an odd sort of determination, mostly likely borne out of the will to talk more, she stuck her hand out to shake and smiled earnestly. "Have you got a name, fellow lost stranger?"

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headcanon: 1. Tala has a bad habit of speaking in slang, or chopping letters off the ends of words during casual conversation. At first it was an intentional move, as she chose to go out of her way to upset her father and embarrass him around his rather stuffy co-workers. As Tala began to use it more frequently- it subsequently stuck. Despite that, if she finds her self in a situation where she has to really process what she's about to say or impress a possible employer, her speech pattern regains the prim and proper quality which she used to detest so much.

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"Um- hey there, somethin' I can do for you, bud? The name's Tala, by the way."

"What like… ‘oops we killed a guy, can you clean up the mess?’ sort of deal and the likes or…?" He almost laughed, but it was a distinct possibility and that probably wasn’t the best way to talk about it, but hell, Christian was actually a little intrigued, a worried, non-violent wimp, but intrigued nonetheless.

Tala laughed at that. "If only it was that easy. S'more like...'hey I hate a guy, why don't you make sure they stay gone and clean up the mess.' Everyone's too bloody scared that they'll take the blame- see? Their fear gets me a job." She shrugged nonchalantly, pretty oblivious to the way that it might put someone out to learn that you kill people for a living.

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"You're not lost are ya, bud? See- I haven't got the foggiest idea of where I'm goin', but the last thing I need is directions from someone who's just as clueless as I am. "

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"Fair enough…alright, Tala, nice to meet you. I’m the Doctor."