➣ . Daughter...

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➣ . Daughter...
putting hello kitty stickers on dante's head...
welll....! they aren't complaining... they'll go ahead and peel off a pompompurin from their sticker sheet to gently place against her forehead. < There.... now we match, whaddya think? >
[ @roadstyx ]: "you… you tricked me." >:T
raising his good hand defensively, he gestures towards charon as if he were, in fact, tricking (for example) a younger cousin: hey, hey, settle down. "it wasn't a trick. a magic trick, maybe." in reality, just a stupid prank, the kind of thing you learn how to do as a child and entertain yourself with every few months ...and that's about all the explaining gregor feels qualified to do for today.
the problem is, it's just a little difficult to leave it there when she's making that face. is it silly that he feels... almost guilty?
with a cursory glance over the shoulder, gregor clenches his eyes shut and sighs. "here, how about this? want me to teach you something better?"
《 Starter Call 》 : @roadstyx
➣ . It's later in the morning than when he would typically appear when Vergilius finally exited the Backrooms and stepped foot into the main bus area of Mephistopheles. The short trek to his seat at the very front, quick and rigid. There was tension in his body, but he forced away the stiffness from his shoulders as he looked over towards Charon and gave her a small smile in greeting.
" Good morning, Charon. How was your sleep ? " his voice, gentle as it always was. when it was just the two of them. Words roughened just a touch around the edges by lingering sleep ( or lack thereof ), but that... alongside the distant look in his red eyes, as though he were staring beyond her, at another her... would all be long gone before the Sinners could arrive, as per usual on days like these, " I was thinking about going out today during the manager's daily Luxcavation expedition. The Sinners' performance as of late have been good enough to warrant a reward. Is there anything you would like as well ? "
poke poke
oh!
they turn their head to look down at her... a small head tilt to indicate she has their full attention now! < charon! hiya! > tick tock, tick!