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in any case, he's feeling some healthy uncertainty about this message - the tunnel was pretty unnerving last time, and that was with a big group of people, not just him and the friendly neighborhood vampire queen. Still, it didn't exactly sound like she was giving him a choice. And, well, who knows when the next time he'd get to to go the tunnel would be? So, after a minute of biting his lip and weighing the options, he calls her back. ]
...Huh? No, not really. All I need to do is change into something I don't like in case it gets dirty. [d...uh...??] I deal with them with my hands, so I don't need anything.
[ this is really happening, then... He may as well make the most of it, short notice aside. ] Well then... I suppose I am ready. Should I meet you downstairs?
[ praying that she keeps good on her promise to look after him - he has no reason to believe she won't, but Diva is Diva. ]
[And without waiting for a response on his end, she hangs up, like the polite person she is. But it doesn't take her long to change, and she comes to the lobby straight after. Whether Garry is already there or he takes a little longer than her is up to you!]
[ what a pleasant goodbye... Garry starts to say "all right," but she's already hung up, and he just gives his phone an exasperated look before pocketing it again. And he'll be just a minute or two later than she is - he dutifully leaves a voice message for Ib so that she knows where he is before going downstairs. Can't have her worrying over him, after all.
When he pops into the library, he spots her right away, offering a little wave and a semi-awkward 'hello' - and then staring at her outfit. ] Those are your junky fighting clothes? My word, Diva...
[And in turn, she just looks down at them as if she's a bit confused]
...Well, yes? I have much nicer things to wear normally. [She feels like the more people point it out, it actually does seem stranger, so she elaborates:] Um, I'm used to things that are custom made for me, usually, so this is much plainer than anything I would wear normally.
Custom-made? Good grief... [ well, she did say she was a queen... she certainly lived like a pampered princess, secrecy and all. He can only shake his head, sticking his hands in his pockets as he walks over to her. ]
Well, I suppose we might as well get going. What made you decide this all of a sudden?
[She straightens, looking quite pleased, and holds her hand out for Garry to take. It might seem strange (and it is), but she is a person that really thrives with physical contact.]
Mm, there's not much of one. I hate going there alone, and you can't go over there alone, so it makes sense right?
It makes sense, but it wouldn't hurt to give me some notice beforehand, you know! That tunnel really takes it out of me... [ and now he's had no mental preparation!! gosh.
The offer of a hand really catches him off guard, though. Come to think of it, she'd done this the other time they met too. Wasn't that a little intimate? Perhaps she doesn't know that. He's got no idea what to make of it, and looks rather awkward. ] Er... You want to hold my hand?
[ his tone's not judgmental, just unsure - and maybe a bit embarrassed. ]
[ hold his arm?! That's even worse! At the very least, that reaction confirms his suspicion that getting close wasn't her intent. Sort of. She's just an odd duck. Garry shakes his head fervently. ]
No, that's quite all right. It's just a little bit... [ misleading. But the last thing he wants to do is make her mad at him for some obscure reason before she leads him into the tunnel of death. So, after a short sigh, he takes her hand in his and just hopes that no one he knows sees them and gets the wrong idea. ] ... Nevermind. You're a strange girl.
[ he follows after her, stepping up a bit to keep pace and pushing open the doors to the apartments. ]
... I'm all for breaking old traditions, but you really don't think anything of holding a man's hand? [ this feels like dangerous territory to be treading into... ] ... And I'm not trying to suggest anything, for your information.
[ Garry blinks - then, with a little sigh, he shakes his head, turning away to look forward. ]
No reason. If you don't know, then there's no need to complicate matters more by explaining! Now, let's get to those tunnels. [ after all, if she doesn't see anything peculiar about it, he won't, either! Besides, it'd be harder for her to run off and leave him with all those tunnel beasts this way... ]
[Oh... Well this answer is okay, since her huffiness subsides, and she just shrugs a little]
You're probably just thinking about it too much, you know. I want to hold hands because I like holding hands with people. It's not really anything more than that. It's...
[She hums thoughtfully, since she knows exactly what this stems from, for once. For all the years of no contact at all, anything at all still was a comfort. But of course she can't say that.]
[ It's more of a mumbled repeat than an actual question. Apologies, Diva -- he really is thinking she's strange now. Not in a bad way - that was such an innocuous thing to say that there's no way he could hold it against her. But what kind of vampire liked holding hands with people? How could she freely admit to murdering without remorse and simultaneously tell him she liked the warm feeling of holding hands? Garry blinks at her, looking rather surprised. Still, the fact that he'll take that explanation at face value says something about how his opinion on her has changed since they met. ]
... You know, for being so old, you certainly say some childish things... But if that's really all it is, then I don't mind. [ he glances back away, rummaging around in his other pocket with his spare hand until he pulls out a box of cigarettes. ] In times like these, I can't say I don't understand that sentiment...
[She's quiet for a few moments, and it seems like she's dropped the conversation there. It's not until he's probably lit his cigarette that she speaks up again, sounding dismissive.]
...It's not childish. [But she doesn't sound mad, at least. Even though she just denied it, she knows that it totally is...] I guess if I were to explain it to you, it's just that I never really got to be around people like this before. When I hold hands with someone that I don't really like because it's what I'm supposed to do, that's a cold feeling. I've chosen you myself, so it's nice.
[ Oops. Did he go too far? When she doesn't respond, he becomes quite nervous, and is on the brink of apologizing as he brings the smoke to his lips, but she breaks the silence first, to his relief. ]
Never got to be around people? [ he looks over at her curiously. Well, maybe if she wouldn't talk so blithely about murder, that wouldn't happen... he holds his tongue on that one. ] Mmm... I suppose you are the queen, you said. Did they not let you talk with the common folk, or something like that?
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in any case, he's feeling some healthy uncertainty about this message - the tunnel was pretty unnerving last time, and that was with a big group of people, not just him and the friendly neighborhood vampire queen. Still, it didn't exactly sound like she was giving him a choice. And, well, who knows when the next time he'd get to to go the tunnel would be? So, after a minute of biting his lip and weighing the options, he calls her back. ]
Uh... Hello, Diva? This is Garry.
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[It's worth noting that she sounds very happy that he called her back, too. Maybe she half expected him to ignore it...]
So are you ready? I'm bored today, so it's a good day to go.
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[ he doesn't know why he was expecting anything else; considering the note of resignation in his voice by the end, maybe he wasn't. ]
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[ this is really happening, then... He may as well make the most of it, short notice aside. ] Well then... I suppose I am ready. Should I meet you downstairs?
[ praying that she keeps good on her promise to look after him - he has no reason to believe she won't, but Diva is Diva. ]
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[And without waiting for a response on his end, she hangs up, like the polite person she is. But it doesn't take her long to change, and she comes to the lobby straight after. Whether Garry is already there or he takes a little longer than her is up to you!]
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When he pops into the library, he spots her right away, offering a little wave and a semi-awkward 'hello' - and then staring at her outfit. ] Those are your junky fighting clothes? My word, Diva...
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...Well, yes? I have much nicer things to wear normally. [She feels like the more people point it out, it actually does seem stranger, so she elaborates:] Um, I'm used to things that are custom made for me, usually, so this is much plainer than anything I would wear normally.
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Well, I suppose we might as well get going. What made you decide this all of a sudden?
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Mm, there's not much of one. I hate going there alone, and you can't go over there alone, so it makes sense right?
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The offer of a hand really catches him off guard, though. Come to think of it, she'd done this the other time they met too. Wasn't that a little intimate? Perhaps she doesn't know that. He's got no idea what to make of it, and looks rather awkward. ] Er... You want to hold my hand?
[ his tone's not judgmental, just unsure - and maybe a bit embarrassed. ]
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Yes...? I could hold your arm instead if you want.
I'M SORRY FOR EDITING THIS LIKE 3 HOURS LATER i was at anime club
No, that's quite all right. It's just a little bit... [ misleading. But the last thing he wants to do is make her mad at him for some obscure reason before she leads him into the tunnel of death. So, after a short sigh, he takes her hand in his and just hopes that no one he knows sees them and gets the wrong idea. ] ... Nevermind. You're a strange girl.
It's ok I have been too drunk to rp anyways...
Strange? That's not really strange.
[But she doesn't deny being strange herself...]
you crazy kids!!
... I'm all for breaking old traditions, but you really don't think anything of holding a man's hand? [ this feels like dangerous territory to be treading into... ] ... And I'm not trying to suggest anything, for your information.
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...No? Why should I?
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No reason. If you don't know, then there's no need to complicate matters more by explaining! Now, let's get to those tunnels. [ after all, if she doesn't see anything peculiar about it, he won't, either! Besides, it'd be harder for her to run off and leave him with all those tunnel beasts this way... ]
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No, I want to know. Why is that strange?
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R-really, Diva -- you're more than three times my age! You must know something about... Well, erm... [ he looks for a word. ] Relationships?
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Of course I know about them! But it's not like men really complain when I want to hold their hand. You're the strange one!
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I'm not complaining! [ well, maybe a little. ] It just -- surprised me, that's all! I never know what you're thinking.
[ maybe she just honestly likes being close to people... which is rather concerning in its own right. ]
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You're probably just thinking about it too much, you know. I want to hold hands because I like holding hands with people. It's not really anything more than that. It's...
[She hums thoughtfully, since she knows exactly what this stems from, for once. For all the years of no contact at all, anything at all still was a comfort. But of course she can't say that.]
It's warm, I guess. I like it.
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[ It's more of a mumbled repeat than an actual question. Apologies, Diva -- he really is thinking she's strange now. Not in a bad way - that was such an innocuous thing to say that there's no way he could hold it against her. But what kind of vampire liked holding hands with people? How could she freely admit to murdering without remorse and simultaneously tell him she liked the warm feeling of holding hands? Garry blinks at her, looking rather surprised. Still, the fact that he'll take that explanation at face value says something about how his opinion on her has changed since they met. ]
... You know, for being so old, you certainly say some childish things... But if that's really all it is, then I don't mind. [ he glances back away, rummaging around in his other pocket with his spare hand until he pulls out a box of cigarettes. ] In times like these, I can't say I don't understand that sentiment...
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...It's not childish. [But she doesn't sound mad, at least. Even though she just denied it, she knows that it totally is...] I guess if I were to explain it to you, it's just that I never really got to be around people like this before. When I hold hands with someone that I don't really like because it's what I'm supposed to do, that's a cold feeling. I've chosen you myself, so it's nice.
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Never got to be around people? [ he looks over at her curiously. Well, maybe if she wouldn't talk so blithely about murder, that wouldn't happen... he holds his tongue on that one. ] Mmm... I suppose you are the queen, you said. Did they not let you talk with the common folk, or something like that?
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puts a dolla in yo gstring... i mean inbox
shakes booty violently
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madamemoiselle!!!!!! wait
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nO THAT ICON IS SO CUTE stop it diva!!
bite m--oh wait
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this is cute all of the sudden wtf
i blame diva
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