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“I don’t care what jokes you make, you’re just not going to get a laugh out of me with those…now are you done pushing this?”
“ Fine...getting bored anyways. ”
“Teasing jokes coming from you just sound…odd.”
“ So you’re the joke police now. Certain people can’t do certain jokes...heh. ”
“No, I don’t.” The thought of it disgusted him honestly, “I took it as a very weak attempt as a joke…”
“ Ouch. You’re Mr.Fun guy aren’t you. No teasing jokes for you. ”
“I have, I just wouldn’t consider that one to be.”
“ Wow wow, so harsh you know. Maybe you do want to kiss me though, seeing as you didn’t take it as a joke. ”
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“ Home for you is a bit far away, no? Don’t be a baby. Suck it up. You won’t get anywhere pouting over spilled milk. ”
“…Then why did you ask?”
“ Ever heard of a joke ya poker faced--. ”
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“Hm…I guess that makes sense…Alright then, you can tell me the directions to one of those pawn shops you mentioned earlier.”
Even if he was telling the truth he still wouldn’t trust this guy, if he pushes him too hard on being his escort he’ll just leave and try to lose the guy in a crowd. Possible customer or not, he doesn’t want to be put in harm’s way to get him.
“OF COURSE. IT’S TO BE EXPECTED TO HELP A LOST STRANGER, IS IT NOT?”
Pointing him in the right (yet longer way) direction, smirking a little. Oh it wasn’t his fault for pointing him in the wrong direction, now was it? It was just a simple MISTAKE. A mistake most likely made by many many others.
“IT SHOULD BE RIGHT THIS WAY! FORGIVE ME IF THAT’S THE WRONG DIRECTION THOUGH. THIS PLACE CAN GET ALL SORTS OF TWISTED IF YOU’RE NOT CAREFUL.”
“You can get arrested for just selling a few trinkets…?”
He knew he couldn’t get away with selling his normal merchandise, but he felt that he could sell a few small objects to earn a couple bucks…unless the stranger was lying to him, which he didn’t doubt.
“ WELL, OF COURSE I DOUBT YOU COULD - YET SOME COPS DON’T SEEM TO CARE WHAT YOU’RE SELLING. ONE MIGHT THINK YOU ARE DISTRIBUTING ILLEGAL GOODS OF COURSE...WOULDN’T IT BE A HASSLE TO GO THROUGH ALL OF THAT WHEN YOU CAN JUST SELL THINGS AT A PAWN SHOP? ”
ATTEMPTS. All of this was a silly attempt to get the other to trust him, even just a bit. Trust was a valuable thing...poor innocent people succumbing to another and lending their trust, their emotions to another. It was interesting.
Pawn shops? He hasn’t been to one of those in awhile…though he didn’t trust this guy much to have him be his escort there.
“Thank you, but I mean some place where I can sell them myself….Like a street corner or a park…if you give me the directions, I can get to there just fine.”
Lip twitching ever so slightly, the young man kept the smile going. Such a simple remark could not falter his intentions...he wasn’t that easy. Posture straightening, all Vil could do was shrug.
“MY MY, I DON’T KNOW ABOUT THAT. YOU MIGHT GET QUESTIONED FOR SELLING THINGS ON THE STREET. I DON’T WANT YOU TO GET PULLED IN BY THE COPS NOW.”
A decent lie, and a decent truth. A wonderful statement that meant he didn’t want his hands dirty, yet he didn’t care if the other got thrown into a cell. Especially for simple selling.
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The wider the smile, the more suspicious of him the merchant became. It wasn’t extremely noticeable, but there was an air around this person that seemed to match those who bought his wares back in Hell.
A faint aura of violence and blood lust…
He couldn’t stand those types of people, but sadly they were his best customers.
“Not lost really, just wandering around…do you know of a good place for someone to sell a few things?”
The smile faded, hand coming up to his chin to rub it while he stood there in thought. While it was a good idea to get some practice and lead him to his home...he thought he could play games for a bit, make this man trust him, lose the suspicious feelings, yes...perfect. So he jogged his memory of the nearest pawn shop and smiled once more.
“THERE ARE A FEW PAWN SHOPS NEAR THIS AREA. IF YOU'D LIKE, I CAN ESCORT YOU THERE. IT'S EASY TO GET LOST IN A CITY, SIR. ”
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