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pazifica replied to your post: “The lobster man really should spring for a pinup...
Wait, do you mean a pre-nup? As in, pre-nuptual agreement? Or… those adult pictures you put in calendars?
“Yeah that’s the word I was looking for, pre-nup. He needs a pre-nup.”
pazifica replied to your post “✿ = buying them flowers”
Oh, well... since you asked me to dinner, I thought you would like a nice present!
A more honest smile now, maybe it wasn’t right to always be so immediately suspicious of people. It was a new land after all . . . Surely people were different here.
“Thank you then.” Right, if she was going to judge other people harshly she should try to improve herself at least. “Sorry, I’m still getting used to things here. Anytime you need some company feel free to stop by ♥.”
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He’s standing on a street corner, rubbing his chin. This place was wonderful, but it was no place for khakis and a thick shirt. He needed something lighter. He thinks about that nice red and white shirt he had for that boat trip with Jotaro. Then he thinks about that captain who stole the boat. That was not a good boating trip.
He’s a little spaced out, not noticing another man shadily standing beside him. Then, Joseph feels a hand brush into his pocket. Turning, he hears the man running away with his wallet.
“Oh no you don’t!”
Purple thorny vines spring from his hand, wrapping around the man’s leg in an instant and dragging him back towards Joseph. In shock, the wallet is dropped, and Joseph lets the man go. Bending down, he holds his back.
“I’m getting too old for this.”
And just like that, his new world had changed again...
A little over 24 hours had passed since the miraculous shift in landscape, transforming the city from a monster-ridden hell hole into a picturesque, diverse wonderland.
Ever the suspicious one however, Gyro didn’t trust it for a moment. Not the spotless streets, or the cute shops, or the beautiful cherry blossom trees---no. Not a damn thing here was going to change his mind that this place was suspect as shit.
The real problem was though, that...so far, nothing, not one thing appeared out of place. No strange illusions to peel back, no more of that floating girl in the sky, nothing. It was as if the city of Spirale has always been this way, as if this were just another lazy, luxurious day in a timely march of many before it.
There was no other way to cut it; the whole place seemed perfect.
After prowling the streets the night before, Gyro had finally visited his “new home,” a nice apartment in the Golden Ward to drop off his things and finally freshen up. Its just temporary, he tells himself, refusing to sink into the comfortable bed just yet; time to continue his “investigation” despite his slowly growing exhaustion. Its Cotes Ward Gyro finds himself in now, under the good suggestion of more than a handful of passersby. It was spoken of pretty enthusiastically in the pamphlet he’d found [neatly nestled on his pillow, as if placed there almost lovingly---gross] as well.
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“Lake of the Koi...this must be it,” the cowboy grunts to himself, shoving the pamphlet in his belt pouch as the water’s edge comes into view. It was then that he realizes with a start that he’s not alone, spotting what appears to be a young blonde girl in a school uniform a little ways away from him.
pazifica replied to your post: “Ah shit, m’gonna need a job sometime soon, huh?” ...
Middle… school…???
“Yeah...? You got a problem with that?”
A party in the midst of, because and perhaps in defiance of destruction is something Lupin can admire and sink himself into. What better place to start his "web" than this.
He's extremely social when it comes down to it, so mingling, even along the wild crowd is something that comes to him smooth and natural. So, when he sees her it doesn't seem like the injuries on the girl phase him much even though he feels a familiar unease.
"You party like I do! Impressive." he comments with a wink(actually impressed, not leery at all), pointing a (likely looted) beer bottle at her wounds. "Did you get that from ah..." He gestures to some of the destruction, with his bottle again.
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His encounters with the young woman happened to be more and more recurring. To Zenigata, this meant one of two things. Either she could prove to be a worthy informant on the side to his benefit, or she could be linked to the criminals he’s been seeking after. He prefers to ask around and try to find as much information as possible, but in a city like this it seemed impossible.
As far as he could count there were only a handful of criminal records, a small speck compared to the countless halls in alphabetical order he could remember digging through for any kind of lead. Starting from square one was jarring for a man with so many years of experience.
Still, upon meeting Paz on the street, Zenigata was quick to give a formal nod in greeting, only to pull out his new badge and flash it briefly. A formality, if anything. He didn’t like waving around his power, but sometimes it had to be a necessity.
“Miss. If I may have a word with you? It’s nothing terrible, I assure you.”
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“Oi, blondie. What’cha doin’ over there?”
Usually Jin would keep to himself and not bother interacting with others, but maybe it was the fact the other was blonde. A nice shade, actually. The hairstyle reminded him much like his best friend, and now he was actually staring.
