[ bracelet anon is sitting at Mr Ayne's dining table. it is 2 in the morning, to ensure they arent interrupted. ]
Good Evening. Well, technically morning.
[ while it has taken its form as The Scavenger, its claws havent built up yet. appearances, yknow? ]
- bracelet anon
@ask-bracelet-anon
* Mr. Ayne is still up at this hour? Of course he is, he's a teacher. He spends all his free time grading tests and papers while simultaneously never getting it done on time. You know, teacher things. I digress. He had come into his kitchen to grab a cup of coffee to keep him awake to keep working. Too dumbfounded to come up with a reasonable response to this, he just stares at the stranger sitting at his table.
"...Good evening?"









