WHO: gepard (def) & kaveh (fussiest) WHAT: two blond dorks meet and go on an adventure WHERE: somewhere in district 2, maybe WHEN:*vague hand gestures* sometime in july WARNINGS: possibly nsfw talks, but should be nothing wild
if his sister were here, she'd be rolling on the floor in tears from laughing. serval would've found this utterly amusing, her baby brother embarrassing himself when it's usually her who digs a hole so deep even he couldn't bail her out. at this point, gepard's very tempted to pretend this conversation has never happened.
at least, until kaveh decides to turn around and start towards the establishment in question. what happened to blond bitches sticking together, kaveh??? ]
... It's, [ what did serval call it? ] A store that offers ways to unwind.
[ ...................................... that description will bite him in the ass, he's sure of it. ]
[ offer ways to unwind, he says. kaveh, a skip and a beat away, laughs: ]
Then the place must be perfect for you, right? Come, come, don't just stand there. I won't lose my walking companion, but we're just taking a short detour.
[ into the sliding doors of what looks to be a particularly gaudy place. the faint breeze that comes from air cooling, or so he's learned since arriving, drifts over him in a small, frigid eddy. kaveh allows himself to settle as he peers around the entranceway of the store, and then, feeling emboldened, steps forward to pick at what looks to be a particularly feathery scarf. he's seen this before, he thinks - on the cover of books from fontaine. never figured out what they're called, but kaveh supposes there must be all sorts who use this sort of thing to unwind.
on the other side, a rack covered with what appears to be sets of leashes. for dogs? kaveh considers this as he waits for his companion to catch up. ]
... I suppose there must've been animals here at some point. Dogs? Cats? Not that there'll be much use for this sort of thing now, I suppose.
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if his sister were here, she'd be rolling on the floor in tears from laughing. serval would've found this utterly amusing, her baby brother embarrassing himself when it's usually her who digs a hole so deep even he couldn't bail her out. at this point, gepard's very tempted to pretend this conversation has never happened.
at least, until kaveh decides to turn around and start towards the establishment in question. what happened to blond bitches sticking together, kaveh??? ]
... It's, [ what did serval call it? ] A store that offers ways to unwind.
[ ...................................... that description will bite him in the ass, he's sure of it. ]
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Then the place must be perfect for you, right? Come, come, don't just stand there. I won't lose my walking companion, but we're just taking a short detour.
[ into the sliding doors of what looks to be a particularly gaudy place. the faint breeze that comes from air cooling, or so he's learned since arriving, drifts over him in a small, frigid eddy. kaveh allows himself to settle as he peers around the entranceway of the store, and then, feeling emboldened, steps forward to pick at what looks to be a particularly feathery scarf. he's seen this before, he thinks - on the cover of books from fontaine. never figured out what they're called, but kaveh supposes there must be all sorts who use this sort of thing to unwind.
on the other side, a rack covered with what appears to be sets of leashes. for dogs? kaveh considers this as he waits for his companion to catch up. ]
... I suppose there must've been animals here at some point. Dogs? Cats? Not that there'll be much use for this sort of thing now, I suppose.