Late December / January Catch-all

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Who: Dante, along with open prompts
When: Last days of Wilting, leading into the new season (subject to being updated with new threads very soon)
Where: Castle Grounds (Briefly), Menthward, Marelys
What: A general catch-all for random prompts
Anything Else: No warnings at the moment!

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[saudadist]

[ That quip actually got her to smirk a little. She rose slowly to her feet and shuffled toward the edge of the roof to glance over the side of it. ]

It's not hard.

[ And over the edge she went!

But should he peek over the side, she'd be standing perfectly fine on the ground below. Not a scratch or broken bone or even a hair out of place. ]

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[She'd see him, hand over his mouth, feigning shock when she went over the edge--

To which he landed beside her far less quietly a moment later, his boots letting echo a heavy 'thud' in an alley built for acoustics. Maybe he was just heavier?]

Mine's probably easier. [He'd grinned, spinning around and circling her as if he simply needed to move and get energy out of his system... and because he didn't want anything to go too well:] Hey, wanna hold my arm while we walk? Who knows what kinda neighborhood we're in?

[saudadist]

[ She's not sure why she's disappointed his reaction is so lackluster. His landing was pretty good though! Even if she'd have loved to see him hit something on the way down.

The pinkette eyes his arm, turns her gaze up toward his face, then down to his arm again. The guy's taller than she realized...and circling her like a vulture. ]

It doesn't seem that bad. Show me where this crepe store is, already.

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[A low chuckle slipped from him the moment he felt an opinion form in her mind. It must have been something rude--something she was simply too polite to say out loud.]

Sure, sure, you got it. Just be sure to follow close.

[With a little hop, he'd made his way to a stairwell nearby that cut into a lower part of the isle, seemingly unaware of himself. If she thought he was a fool and not simply playing the part, it would have made his day.]

[saudadist]

[ She watches him with her head tipped low, tilted, and a puzzled look on her face. Someone this carefree...how does he exist? Ignoring the chill barely kept away by her single jacket covering, she follows along with goosebumps on her legs and her face sullen. ]

The crepes better be warm.

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[That girl was a coil, tightly wound and ready to spring the moment she didn't like something--not that he could blame her.

He liked talking to people even when they didn't trust or like him. He'd just shuffled along, pulling aside an overhanging canvas blanket leaning off of a stall so she could pass by and enter the market with him, smirking in defiance to the tight-lipped look she'd worn.]

Ladies first. See the stall at the end--the lady with the green hat?

[saudadist]

[ The market was a bit warmer than she expected. No doubt it was thanks to the vendors making food in abundance. Still, she didn't immediately move toward the woman he described. Instead, she gave Dante another glance as a thought occurred to her. ]

Do you even have any money?

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[With a grin, he held up a little satchel for her to see, coins jingling inside with an appreciable, weighty sound in his hand.

The way he was smiling, he almost gave the impression that it was not legally obtained... even if it was.]

Sounds like enough for a buncha crepes to me.