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"Sooooo..."

"What's everyone up too, hm?"

"Ugh, sorry, this is probably weird. Who would even want a stranger to talk to them?" Sighs and rolls eyes.

#mardo mini #tryin 2 be friendly more like ''uh shit i bomb places how do u do the'

xkatsun

hey there i like your hair [zelos&deidara]

zealouswilder

Bumping into people in a crowded city like this was no surprise. The streets were tiny and narrow while the people were much larger than the roads could accommodate for (if they were rich). Yet Zelos proved contrary to the rule and maintained a slim figure, easily able to navigate through the horrors of this city.

So yeah, it didn’t bother him as much as it should have. What caught his attention, however, was the fact that he had been mistaken for someone else.

"Oh?" He looked the stranger up and down. Zelos snorted. "Did it really? Tell me more, blondie."

xkatsun

"Hm? The name's Deidara, if we're gonna talk, yeah. Let's be atleast on a name basis," He scrunched up his nose not in disgust but in a sort of pout and huffed. Crossing his arms once more over his chest, seems to be his usual stance nowadays.

"Well, I have a person I respect alot. A friend, I guess I can call him that now, grumpy bastard was choose-y about things, hm." He grinned a little, getting a memory in his head now. "And your hair, it's red like his. So at first glance I kinda assumed you were him but that's a huge mistake, you're a lot more outgoing then he is." Judging by his approach earlier and his laxed tone and posture. Then again looks were deceiving but he was trusting his judgement at first hand for once.

#zealouswilder

hey there i like your hair [zelos&deidara]

Again, this place is becoming rather dull to the acclaimed artist, he really saw no point in staying in such a quiet little place. Though he knew of the demons on the otherside of the wall he has not really cared to go and check them out. Sure he could just fly over it with one of his clay birds but that wouldn't last long and he wouldn't want to waste the trip on silly creatures that'll be destroyed soon. He has heard rumors of them sneaking in on occasions but those were probably remours, besides, it's not like he was afraid. Ah. Maybe being here wasn't the problem, maybe it just gave him time to think about things, think about stuff that has happened to him, just to think really.

He didn't like being alone with his thoughts because half the time they become negative and the other half is spent worrying about what he should be doing instead of what he actually wanted to do. Half of the time he spent "daydreaming" he had come to bounce into other people, accidentally shoving them out of the way or stepping on their feet by accident. This is why he didn't think to himself, getting lost in your thoughts wasnt fun since the chances of them becoming negative were very high. However, he eventually did snap out of it and he was about to walk smack-dab into the redhead and he thought of the first person that came to his mind out of the daze his mind was just in.

"Sorry, Sasori my man--" Wait, wait. He blinked a couple of times and felt his face get red with embarrassment, groaning and smacking his forehead with his palm sighing. "Sorry, sorry, hm." He let out a soft nasally grunt and pushed blonde locks behind his ear. "Your hair just reminded me of someone, sorry, again, hm."

#zealouswilder #here u go mom #lets be hair buddies

fixsario

"Yes and no." Logy folded his arms across his chest, trying to decide what to make of this fellow. (He kinda seems like a pretentious artist…) "I’m more comfortable with metallurgy to be honest. Weaponry is my specialty."

xkatsun

"A mix?" Huh, never seen that before. "Weapons like?" Because one, judging by the way he's addressing Deidara and two his speech, he was no one from where he was from. Just those two just told him he should at least try and be nice, who knows, this kid might be okay? "This is alot of questions, hm, feel free to just blow them off," Not like he cared if he did but it's nice to try and make conversation?

#fixcario

fixsario

(Clay, huh? What are the odds that he’s just a sculptor and not an alchemist? Pretty high in this city, I’m guessing.)

"I don’t think it’d be difficult to dig some up. There’d be concentrations near the shore, right?"

xkatsun

"Feh."

That clay was... untasteful to him, it made him uneasy because of it not being his special clay -- besides it was just plain. "Hmhp, yeah, I guess you're right, hm." Scratches back of his head. "It's probably really obvious that's where it'd most likely be, then, yeah?" His nasally grunts were really something huh. "Do you work with clay yourself?"

#fixcario #mini: logy

taps his chin and thinks for a moment. he needed to restock on what he currently did have right now which wasnt much. "oooi. does anyone know where i can get some clay?"

#mardo mini

im not a m'am thankyou [intro]

"This place is shitty, yeah?" He groaned out loud, his hands combing through his hair and his face becoming scrunched up. He sat under the tree and unbuttoned his cloak, his head leaned back and he sighed, feeling so pleased right now. It was nice out, sun was setting and he was feeling relaxed, a breeze rolled on by and it pleased him. He blinked however, no later then ten minutes of resting he felt a weight on the bench and his eye curiously glanced to the side from blonde locks, his face scrunched up and again he was annoyed. "Ma'm? Can you-" Hold up, hold up. He shot right up and snapped his head at the commoner, his eyebrow twitched. No, no, no, no. Not this shit again no, "Listen here, hm! Do I sound like a man? No? Okay good, check your fucking 20/20 sometime before you run around calling everyone ma'm!" "Well..you do look like a-" "A what? Just because I have blonde hair and fair skin I equal a woman?"

Now he was standing and his temper was already short. Let's see, one, he was stranded on some god forsaken land with no clue of his barrings or surroundings, two- he was settled in this shittiest part of this place and three! Three, he was already being misjudged. He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose and looked at the villager cowering away, "To blow him up or not.." He tapped his chin in thought, almost as if he was actually going to indeed blow the man up to pieces but then again why cause a commotion on your first day? He fanned it off and sighed, turning around with his arms crossed and began walking. Though as he did he ended up walking into someone and fell back, his headband falling off and his hair falling in his face, he pushed it out and sighed. "Whatever, hm, it was my fault," He looked - or attempted too at whoever bumped into him. "Do you even live around him, hm?" Well. Initiate conversation after being violently explosive ten seconds ago.