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Say cheese!

Her handshake was firm and full of confidence, and Darcy hoped the woman– Margot, wouldn’t notice his hand was almost as wet as the weather outside just seconds ago. Resisting the urge to play with his hair, Darcy exhaled, letting himself relax as he dropped his hands to his lap. Small talk, check. Introductions, check. Things were going well and the chubby man felt himself relax a little as the friendly banter deviated from himself, deciding to humour the conversation with his limited knowledge. “I don’t know much about fashion to be quite honest! I think I’ve heard her name before, but if you were to point her out I doubt I’d be able to say who it was… I watched a few episodes of America’s Next Top Model a while ago, though, but i don’t seem to be able to keep up with fashion. I think I dress more like my grandfather compared to anyone I’ve seen on the street here.”

Letting a smile grace his face, Darcy finally reached for his almost untouched coffee and slowly lifted the cup to his mouth, making sure to not tip the cup so much so that his moustache wouldn’t get wet. Darcy allowed his eyes stray from the blonde’s face to eye her camera, preparing for when the shiny lens would focus on him. “Feel free to start shooting. I’m not sure what I’m meant to be doing so, uh, don’t hesitate to tell me if I’m doing something…” Awkward, he thought “Wrong,” He stuttered, voice raising as the sentence dragged on, making the words sound more like a question more than a statement.

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The faerie was a little disappointed - both with the limpid handshake, which she discreetly wiped off on her leg, and with the lack of a name. Names were tools of power for the fae, and having something to address the human with would have given her just a little more of an advantage over him. Whatever. Margot was surprised by his remark, and laughed, shaking her head as she looked down to the camera case in her lap. “Awh, I wouldn’t say that! Like, everything comes into fashion eventually. Cardigans and leather elbow patches were like, so in last year! Besides, I wouldn’t use a little cruddy rock like this as fashion advice - like, how often does stuff come from the mainland? Basically never.” As she spoke, she slowly began to unzip the case and assemble her camera, dragging the process out for much longer than it needed to take - no harm in making him squirm, right? It wasn’t like he was gonna call her out on it, and she could always airbrush out his sweat patches later.

Having finally constructed her gargantuan camera, Margot gave the human a breezy smile, puffing away a stray wisp of hair, and pushed back her chair to stand up. “Oh, don’t worry about that, hon! We’re looking for something natural... If we published photos of people grinning and whatever, it’d come off as really fake, y’know? We’re looking for ordinary Kahi patrons, doin’ ordinary Kahi stuff - like you!” Emphasis on the ordinary, right? Hah! She’d have to be pretty hungry to stoop as low as this one - not that he smelled like the kind who fell for her easily. Moving almost silently, the leannán sí stepped around to the side of the table, sinking down into a crouch and watching as the human sipped coffee through the viewfinder, a smile beginning to form. “Have you lived on the island long, hon?”

#(( aaaaa sorry this took so long DD: margot isnt always easy ))#mamonoclosed #darcymacdowell

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Say cheese!

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As the blonde settled across the table from Darcy he straightened his back to further disguise his nerves; if he was going to be socializing today, he might as well leave a good impression. The woman sure was beautiful and that made her all the more intimidating to Darcy, she was the complete opposite of him, confident and probably not socially inept. Glancing around the cafe, Darcy scanned the sparse crowd for someone else to direct the attention to with no luck. All he could see was either empty tables or people who were deep in conversation. His unwillingness slowly trickled out of him as he admitted defeat and glared holes into the camera the woman had previously placed on the polished table, accepting that he was most likely the one that was going to model for the stranger’s photos.

“I’m not sure I’m what you’re looking for, but I guess it’s fine with me if it’s fine with you,” He lowered his eyes and shook his head to the left with an awkward smile involuntarily scrunching face in defeat. “I’ve also never really modeled before… like at all. But i guess you can tell that by just looking at me,” he tried joking, laughing dryly at his own sad attempt at breaking the ice.

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Margot kept her gaze trained sharply on her newest victim, paying attention to his expressions. Years of experience with humans, pre-empting their next moves and ensnaring them had given her a taste for amateur psychology and an unshakable penchant for people-watching. Sure, she had no intention of ever trying to pull one on this poor sweaty soul, but it was always fun to play the game, right? With a small smirk playing across her lips, she waited for him to stop trying to find a saviour and drummed her fingers lightly on the camera case. “Of course it’s fine with me! Thank you so much - you’re like, a complete lifesaver.” Boldly, she stuck her hand across the table and said, “Margot Cole, by the way. Like, didn’t think you were gonna ask, and it’s easier to have a conversation with someone you know, right?”

She grinned wryly at his joke, sliding the camera back across the table and into her lap as she said, “Aw, don’t put yourself down! Models get scouted on the street every day! Look at Kate Moss, huh?” God, now there was a gem she wish she’d uncovered herself. Maybe she’d look into models next time... Huh. “It’s pretty easy though - just keep going with your coffee and your - y’know, sitting here, and I’ll snap a few pics! We’re looking to show Kahi customers doing normal stuff.”

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The loud sound of skin meeting table and the slight shaking underneath his coffee startled Darcy out of his daydream. When he shifted his eyesight from his trembling coffee, he was met with a bright smile from a beautiful lady with glossy lips and a look in her eyes that said she was probably not going to go anywhere any time soon. Oh no. All he wanted a good cup of coffee, preferably only accompanied by his thoughts. Admittedly Darcy was new on the island and would benefit from making new friends and establishing a group of people he could see himself interacting with on a daily basis, minus the awkwardness he usually carried himself with around strangers. But before he could make a start on that he needed some mental preparation, and the short ten minutes of staring at his coffee and willing it to chill before he could pour it down his throat without giving him third degree burns, surely didn’t help him in any way to compose himself well enough to talk to someone new.

“H-Hello…” He quickly choked down his stutter and cleared his throat behind a curled up fist. “How can I help you?” He spoke more clearly this time, but his palms were starting to get sweaty so as he waited for a response he decided to get a break from the constant eye contact by picking the fluff off his vest and straighten his tie. Friendly banter and small talk weren’t Darcy’s favourite so he made sure to rub his sweaty palms down the front of his cream coloured vest quickly, glancing back periodically at the blonde in attempts to make things less awkward.

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Oh, good - a nervous one. The initial sparks of delight began to grow as Margot realised that he really was an easy target - anxious, human, and Irish to go with it. Lovely. With a patient smile, she flicked her hair over her shoulder and waited for him to finally spit out an awkward greeting, only just managing to stop herself from cooing aloud. Aw, how cute! Like a baby, or a sad puppy - all sweaty and stammering, and all alone too! When he finally got his question out, she let her smile grow wider and pulled out the chair opposite him to sit down, crossing one leg over the other and resting her arms on the table comfortably - a dominant posture is always key.

“Well! I’m glad you asked.” She started brightly then waited, head cocked at an angle, for him to stop wiping his - god, was he sweating? - hands and look up at her before she continued. “I work for the mayor’s office - I’m a photographer.” As if to prove this, she lifted her camera case up and set it on the table between them. “We’re looking to do a piece on the Kahi, and I need to take some photos of - y’know, like, normal islanders, drinking coffee, whatever. It would be really helpful if you’d let me take a few pictures of you, while you’re sitting here!” His hair would definitely look good - a nice contrast to the muted colours of the rainy drizzle - but she wasn’t going to shower him with compliments unless he earned them. “I swear, I wouldn’t be asking if I didn’t really need to get these done so... that’s all fine, yeah?”

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Say cheese!

Ugh, assignments were such a drag. Like, it was one thing to have to spend half her time trying to make normal island life interesting, but it was another entirely to have to... what did she have to do again? Shifting her umbrella to the other hand, Margot slid her phone from her pocket and thumbed through the texts, finding the one from the mayor’s secretary and reading it with a pout. Yawn. She had to get photos for a fucking commercial piece on the fucking Kahi. It didn’t need advertising - it’s the only place on the island! Exasperated, the faerie stepped neatly over a puddle and made her way through the drizzle to the coffee shop.

She already had an idea in mind for the photos - namely, to get them done as quickly as possible, with as few subjects as possible. Trying to coax a group into letting her take photos of them always led to shitty jokes that she was obliged to laugh at, and that would just ruin her entire day. With that in mind, Margot lingered in the doorway of the Kahi for a few minutes, glossed lips pressed together in thought as she ran her eyes over the customers for the day. There was no point in asking Rei for advice, so she braced herself for an awkward response and sailed across the room to a lone corner-sitting customer, planting her hands firmly on the table and saying brightly, “Hi! I’m here on behalf of the mayor’s office, and it’d be really great if I could take a few photos!”

#mamonoopen #(( dont mind margot shes just doing her job #gotta get money to keep the cat fed ))