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[She can’t help but grin at that response, leaning back against the concrete wall]
I’ve got a knack for horrible jokes if I do say so myself.
[Quirks a brow] Hermit?
Really? I'm not sure whether that would qualify as a talent, per say, but good for you.
-rolls eyes- The sun isn't kind to albino skin.
[Casually glances over, proceeding to comment]
Always the shady character are we? [Snorts]
Pfft. That was all kinds of bad. -rolls eyes-
The sun isn't a friend of mine.
-Sienna moved to get the man’s change from the till, though at his comment, she stopped, smiling and bowing her head a little.- Thank you sir. Anyway, would you like a bag for that?
You're welcome. -flashes a kind smile, actually meaning this one, he has no reason to be a jerk- Yeah, I'll take a bag, thanks.
THEGUYWHOSTOLEYOURVALUABLES SAID: -JFC FIRST A BOUTIQUE NOW A BAKERY WHY THIS, CAN HE JUST TURN AROUND AND WALK OUT-
…Would you not like anything then?
No. I think I’ll be leaving, actually.
Fine enough if you don’t care for anything here. -She shrugged lightly- Did you pop into the wrong shop? I can give you directions.
No thanks, I just wasn't paying attention. -going to leave now-
-chilling out in the shadows because there's nothing odd about that-
THEGUYWHOSTOLEYOURVALUABLES SAID: -JFC FIRST A BOUTIQUE NOW A BAKERY WHY THIS, CAN HE JUST TURN AROUND AND WALK OUT-
…Would you not like anything then?
No. I think I'll be leaving, actually.
Making Connections
She scoffed at the ‘rude’ comment. “I treat people the way they deserve to be treated,” she stated simply.
Despite that, she listened intently and took the piece of paper.
"How can this possibly benefit you? I know you rambled on about me being a contact but can you really guarantee that I’m actually going to be of any help?"
"You continue to wound me." He places a hand over heart and feigns hurt.
"There are few different reasons for why I'd help you." Daemon begins, raising a hand to count off the reasons. "For one, you're a pretty girl and it's be a shame for you to screw yourself over with your lousy pick-pocketing. Another reason is that I'm not a big fan of the gov't and helping you stay off their radar gives me a sense of satisfaction. I'd likely find some use for you eventually, and if you ever betrayed me I'd likely be able to ruin you."
-Sienna gave a small nod, setting the other one back into the suitcase and taking the requested scarf to the counter.- No problem, sir. That’ll be five dollars in total, and I’m sure she’ll like it.
-he makes his way to the counter as well, taking about his--at least he thinks it's his--wallet and pulls out a ten and holds it out to her- Here, keep the change. -he feels a little undercharged and doesn't have any fives anyway-
You really think so.
Yup. Glad to be of assistance. Have fun crossing the country.
You would fit in well in New York City.
… Okay. Do you know how much it costs to take a bus or something to New York?
Seeing as that's on the other side of the country, I'm going to say a lot.
Sorry, I was thinking out loud. You look like a friend of mine.
Also, can you tell me where I am? Someone said I was in Washington?
Lovely.
You're in Orvelle, Washington.
*He frowns at the tone of the other, rolling his eyes.* How the fuck do you think? Used my hands and feet, just like anyone else. What’re you getting at, huh?
The wall closest to where you showed up is completely flat, no windows or anything, and there's nothing to stand on in the alley. -deadpan-
*The smirk falters slightly, but he manages to hold it.* Bit dramatic, yeah? ‘Sides, if I were appearing outta nowhere, I’d use a puff of smoke. *He nods down at his clothes as his grin widens again.* Not wearing enough black to be a ninja today, though. Too bad.
Is that so? Then how did you get up here? -his voice is sickeningly sweet and he takes a step towards the other-
Oh.
You look like Gilbert—
I don't know who you're talking about.
algoderebeldia started following you
You looking for something?
daemon usually turns in the wallets he steals without meaning to because wtf does he need them for he has income
*He flashes a smirk.* Alright, fair ‘nough. Though, I ain’t leaving ‘til I know. *He leans against the edge wall, just shooting a challenging look at the other, clearly no longer seeing him as a threat.* I mean, what else am I gonna do?
-rolls eyes- I don't know, whatever the fuck you were doing before you appeared out of nowhere in a flash of light and this conversation started?
