▲ “The only thing that can kill you in here is boredom, I quite assure you.” His reply was rather droll, but there were traces of amusement in the golden eyes , gleaming behind the wire frame of his glasses. The statement was far from true. There were many things in this building that were quite deadly to any manner of being.
Himself included- though he would never be one to admit it.
Ford had, in his time with Bill, come accross many artifacts of Bills own peers that now filled the belly of this condemned, little hole-in-the-wall. This was a fact that in his present state, Bill quite regretted. If he had actually used the foresight he possessed- this entire business could have all been avoided- the Failures of Weirdmageddon included.
But, alas, he had difficulty with long term planning.
“A pleasure to meet you Miss Raymond.” A nod, his black gloved hand gesturing to a nametag askey on a white apron (the dingy fabric completely clashing in style and taste with the more elegant fabrics of the golden coat beneath). “William, William Dorian Slyfer. Friends call me ‘Will’.” At least that is what the old geezers upstairs had taken to calling him.
(Not Sixer. Sixer was less on speaking terms and more on face-shooting terms).
“Originally from Portland, yet here I am~ Regretting all my life choices.”
“ I don’t get bored easily, I know how to keep myself on the up and up! ” She assures the golden hair other with a grin on her face. So self indulgent she was with her own optimism, it was the only thing to keep her sane. Even though, it made her look more insane than what she intends to pass off as normal.
Though, she likes the term ‘unquie’ better than anything for herself.
She has heard many peculiar tales of this town, being under much weirdness and even once taken over by the strangest of creatures. Though, she passes them up as silly stories and tall tales. Even though she has spot a few creatures here and there near her home, they weren’t strong enough to take over an entire town.
Maybe so, maybe not. It doesn’t seem anyone wants to go further into this whole Weirdmagedon thing anyhow.
“ Please-- Call me Sani! ” She insists, as she gives a light laugh of him addressing herself so formally. Though her eyes looked down at the man’s name tag. So, ‘William Dorian Slyfer’...? A strange name, but her own family housed some stranger names from being both mix with Native American and Indian.
“ Mind if I call you Bill? I dunno, ‘Will’ doesn’t roll off the tongue for me. ” After all, it was another name fo William anyways. Strange, but it was (at least she thinks it is).
“ I took some art courses there. They had an art institute out there, I majored in painting and art history. ”
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