#{main | corbin}

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❝ i have decided that i will no longer be thinking. not a single thought in this head, from this point onward. ❞ (Corbin. lmao)

Dialogue Prompts: Assorted. | Always Accepting. | @adsanare

♣ "Sometimes, waiting for you to finish a single thought is like waiting for the DVD logo to hit the corner of the screen. Could be an improvement, or you could wind up walking into another pole— we'll just have to wait and see."

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"Cor~vo!" Her voice was a song as she called out for Corbin. Considering he'd called himself "Raven", she figured this nickname was a fitting one. "You're going to freeze your tail off of you stick out here. Can't I bring you back to my house to make you a hot drink and some warm soup?"

Random Inbox Starters. | Always Accepting. | @adsanare

♣ "Corvo". That's a new one. Jarringly close to the real thing, as well. It evoked memories of his forlorn first days in the land of the rising sun— how lamentable his grasp on the Japanese language was that he resigned himself to the alias of "Raven" under the pretense of it being easier to pronounce. He blamed fear of lawful punishment over the plane accident for "clouding his judgment" back then. Used it to justify the laughably ignorant decision until it stuck like a second name.

Uneasy, pensive silence followed in the wake of her high-spirited offer. The road-worn guitar case jostled against his coat as he shrugged its strap up his shoulder, its weight feeling a tad heavier than normal until he pried himself from the start of another spiraling trip down memory lane. He could dwell on the past at any time. It wasn't every day he saw her.

"I'll never say no to soup and a hot mug with a friend. It is a little nippy out." Adjusting his coat's collar to better pad the strap, the homeless musician regarded the shorter red-head in quiet thought. "... and it's Corbin."

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"Tell me you love me or something, don't just stand there!" (She's 100% teasing Corbin lol)

Random (chaotic) dialogue starters. | Accepting. | @adsanare

♣ His thumb lingered on the untuned replacement string mid-pluck, stayed for the time being by the undeniably absurd demand by his friend. Some styles of antics never cease to leave an impact. Bella's certainly didn't. Corbin lifted his head to look her way, a single brow raised simply for the sake of theatric confusion where there was none.

"... you're ridiculous sometimes. You know that, right? I do love you— as a friend, you little goober."

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do you get the feeling we're being watched? (Corbin!!)

Prompts for Suspicious Circumstances. | Accepting. | @pluviacuratio

The drifter had a hunch something was amiss, except he'd been under the impression that it was little more than his own paranoia. However... if even a gal as easy-going as Bella was picking up on a gut feeling like that, more than likely some person was skulking about nearby... just once, he'd like to be wrong.

"I've had that feeling for a bit, yeah... not sure why anyone would tail us of all people, though. Far as I know, I don't think either of us is that important... you wanna deal with it, or shrug it off and just keep walking?"

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@pluviacuratio liked this for a starter! | Corbin.

Another handful of shelled peanuts were thrown into the fray, momentarily dissolving the murder of crows as they fled from the food. Though, just like the tide ebbs and flows, so too did they come rushing back to seize or squabble over their nuts. It was only when a familiar face poked her head into the alley's mouth that those ebony birds ceased their noise, albeit at the cost of them fleeing to the rooftops above.

"Either the odds are stacked in your favor when it comes to running into me, or you're starting to get pretty good at finding me, Bella."

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"You're actually afraid to be alone, aren't you?" Corbin

Questions/Comments to be sent anonymously. | Accepting.

"Didn't your parents teach you that saying about assuming things? Y'know, that whole ''assuming makes an ass out of you and me'' thing? Better start learning it, 'cause here's an obvious case for it."

The raven-haired man laid his book across his chest, fingers carefully holding it to preserve the page he was midway through reading.

"We're ignoring the obvious power problem for this. Same with the birds since they're my pets more than anything. I'm not afraid to be alone. As a matter of fact, I enjoy solitude more often than not. Finding a quiet corner for myself within twenty miles of Tokyo is harder than you'd think, especially with all the shops and business tucked away in damn near every alley. Harder still when you're broke like me since hotel rooms are off the table. To be scared of those moments is like being terrified of money you happened to find on the street. It sounds asanine, and it is. Think about your accusations more before you say them next time."

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❝ i’m fine ! i’m perfectly fine ! ❞ (Corbin!)

Dialogue Prompts: Assorted. | Accepting. | @pluviacuratio

"... No. You're not perfectly fine, Bella. From the moment I came down to meet you at your work 'til now, you've had that pensive look on your face."

Corbin stopped dead in his tracks, pivoting on his heels to face the liar.

"I'm no world's greatest detective. Or the best at reading situations. But it's hard to ignore that look, and harder to ignore the sense of tension hanging over you like a cloud... hell, you've always been smiling for one reason or another when we hang out. Not today. Haven't even seen a smirk yet. That's not normal for you, at least from what I've experienced spending all this time together."

Smoke bellowed from the vagabond's nose as a steady plume, fanning out wide until it became one with the surrounding air. In the brief window of time since lighting it, his cigarette had burned down by a third. So much for a casual smoke...

"It's your call if you want to spill the beans, Arabella. I'll never force you to talk. But don't bullshit me by acting like nothing's wrong."

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Continued from here. | @pluviacuratio

"Yeah, there’s always a place of worship in the shopping districts, and they’re usually smack dab in the middle of it. In the case of older towns, their churches and temples were typically among the first buildings constructed when a new settlement was established, or so a book I read once said.”

A smile parted his lips as he ruminated on the information shared. They could spend hours comparing and contrasting, and frankly, he wouldn't mind that.

"All in all, it sounds like your grandmother lives in a fairly average small town. Makes me wonder if their similar layouts are one of those universal constants around the world, or if it's a European thing that managed to endure over the centuries. The big constrast is how people get around, though I think we can chalk that up to different environments needing different methods of transportation. I don't think Italy has much of a dangerous wildlife problem."