(These people are out of their minds!) For as little understanding as Pizzelle had of... particular branches of the law, he was sure no civilians were allowed to waltz into a military base with no opposition. Much less with authorization for something so trivial. (Why couldn't they do this themselves?!) As trivial as three boxes of doughnuts and cupcakes could be. (AND WHY DID I AGREE?!)
That should have been a normal delivery. He should have made it to the gates and let the guard handle the rest. But, oh boy, guess Rosette had forgotten to let him know that he was getting involving in something very, very important.
(The mess hall... The mess hall...) He was supposed to find the mess hall and help set up. Then, he could leave and pretend he had never been there.
Every hallway and crossroad was properly signed, so getting lost was not in his list of hypotheticals. Not yet, that is. Regardless, in spite of being in temporary possession of a card that allowed him to be there, he could not help but being on edge. All those people could easily snap him into two like a stick. His thoughts were eating him alive.
Suddenly, when turning a corner— " Oh boy- m-my apologies, ma'am! " —he bumped onto someone. It was hard to prevent such a thing when he couldn't see past what he was carrying. It was a good thing he didn't drop anything in the process.
@sergeantcybug • here i am, still in one piece. • Prompt.
" Ah! " Having heard the parlor's doors' bells ring, Pizzelle had stepped out of the back only to see— " Ms. Calhoun, w-what a surprise! " —a familiar face. A face he wasn't expecting to see again, even. (Is that... how she greets people while off-the-clock?) Much less at his own place of work. And on a weekend.
From the sergeant's eyes, Pizzelle must have looked... slightly off. As if something's missing. " Too bad it's just me today. " But it must have made sense when he dove behind the counter with a dry laugh, re-emerging by the cash register. " I-I'm sure Rosette would've been thrilled to meet you. " He hadn't been wearing that old tattered apron of his before, hands now smoothening it over his sweater vest.
If he had to guess, Tamora had remembered that their offer was still up. After all, no act of kindness comes with an expiration date.
And so— " So what... is it going to be today?" —he had no issue cutting to the case, pulling a notepad from under the countertop. " A-as long as it's not for another surprise party. " Cue a titter. For once, his smile wasn't forced. " A joke— i-it's a joke. "
HAMMY'S POSTING. "what kind of gal had pizzelle so thoroughly wrapped around her finger". Oh, girl, if only you knew!! 😭 Yeah, that's it, that's how I'd describe their relationship as well, he's heeeead over heels for that girl.
⚠ [[ for sergeantcybug. this is what he gets for being short /silly
💀 — [ being plucked off his feet was unexpected, yet such a glaring possibility that he was doomed to endure. he struggles, but physical strength isn't his strong suit, especially compared to a six - foot tall sergeant who kicks the shit out of aliens ( or whatever she does. ) ]
“ -- HEY!! COME ON NOW..! This -- this is lowww brow! Where's the sport, where's the dignity? ”
HAMMY'S POSTING. Hehe, apologized for holding this ask hostage for an entire week, but of COURSE I'll indulge you on this!! After all, these two are so similar it's painful (for them, not for us, I personally think it's hilarious).
Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse
Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other
HAMMY'S POSTING. Okay, here's a fun fact about my thought process back when I was planning to write you that very first starter: out of reflex, maybe, my first thought was like "okay but it'd be really, REEEEALLY funny if Tamora shot a Cotton Witch's flossy head off as a greeting to Pizzy". No idea why that'd ever be my first choice for a first meeting scenario, but it comes back to my mind once in a while.
Alas, kiiiiiinda difficult to set up anything in the Spire itself with no lore or even a crumb of context, so a majorly-grounded crossover verse it is. It's why I chose those options, ngl, I didn't know how else to call it. No vidya stuff involved.
Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship
Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protector - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other
HAMMY'S POSTING. Yeah so, like, we already got through the whole first meeting thing?? So no point in putting that one in?? But, y'know, we've already delved into what could come next between these two in DMs: they'd keep things pretty cordial at first, mostly acquainted, actually get along, they're in the same area so they can come across each other and play catchup once in a while, keep it distance... AND THEN more characters get into the mix.
I think it'd be really funny for Tamora and Pizzelle to have this running gag going on where the main reason they keep ending up in the same place, interacting, is because of a third party's involvement. After all, the surprise part is how they first met; and Rosette's offer's the context behind our second thread as well. They might as well be set up, again and again, to meet up and slowly get to know each other that way. Through the most awkward of exchanges sometimes. They don't have much of a choice on the matter, but they can handle it just fine.
Now, here's my silly idea that could push this running gag to the limit: what if Rosette and Felix knew each other already? Like, somehow, in the last decade, they met at some point and hit it off. Maybe he started his handyman gig in NY and she called him to fix stuff at her apartment once or twice. It'd be really, REALLY FUNNY, if this came up in the present time somehow, like they actually remained on friendly terms in spite of living states apart (maybe they exchange mail once every blue moon, who knows), blissfully unaware of... well, who their partners are and what are they up to LMAO.
Some cool ideas could come up from all the similarities these two have, ngl, the possibilities are almost endless. Also, Idk, maybe Tamora will finally learn about the Highway Pastry Bandit, I think I'm going to reference it in our second thread, teehee.
I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other
HAMMY'S POSTING. I'm not good at choosing genres, my God, Idk why I keep trying to fill in this part!! 😭 I'm all for the threads where good ol' character development happens, tho'.
Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!
[[ for sergeantcybug. the question marks are because if she's funny/silly and nice/sweet entirely depends on your sense of humor and if she likes you lol ]]
ooc ; AW WAIIIT this is cute 😭 i love that "supports his schemes" isn't crossed so it'd be like a " AHT AHT, WHAT DO YOU HAVE IN YOUR MOUTH, DROP IT " type dynamic
[[ for sergeantcybug. tamora's dislike of bugs might be the biggest deal breaker, unfortunately ]]
⸺ ♔. ❝ Actually I understand , my daughter hates centipedes && ...while it's hard to remember a time now when I hated bugs too ... I'm sure that there perhaps was such a time . Talking about them just keeps me close to someone I lost but I understand that you wouldn't find the same solace in them - but we should stick to the allocated NPCs during target practise just to be on the safe side . ❞
He's very aware that she could break him if she wanted . She's indisputably beautiful . He's honestly surprised that she doesn't find him buggy . He's been told he looks like one after all . It's his eyes . Even in a past life .
❝ Your company reminds me a lot of my life before all of this .❞ Memoirs in militia . / @sergeantcybug ཐིཋྀ ₊
