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 Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2016 12:25 pm
Smiling softly, Faamy shrugged. "Thanks. It was as long time ago. At least, it feels like it was long ago. We don't do so bad, though." Her mind started to drift toward those darker thoughts. It was long ago, relatively, but she still missed him... The talk of the clothing pulled her back with surprise, blinking at the large man curiously. She wasn't quite sure how to react. After a moment, she chuckled lightly. "Why would I change what I enjoy to fit what someone else prefers?" Grin growing, she patted her plump figure. "I like who I am, and I'm gonna find someone who feels the same." Pursing her lips, she shook her head lightly. "Though, they are just clothes. Doesn't hurt to play with colors from time to time. Maybe I'll like it, too~"
Looking over the wild hairstyle of Hargitt, she couldn't help smiling. "What kind of guy do you want, with them sticks pokin' outta your hair?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2016 12:42 pm
Hargitt raised his brow, and gave a little shake of his head, "You misheard. I wasn't suggesting changing your appearance, just that you might look nice in a different color." She certainly was comfortable in her own skin, which wasn't anything to shirk at. It made talking to her a little easier; those that primped and preened, fussing over little details, tended to exhaust him.
Most might have reached up to touch their hair on reflex, but Hargitt had long sense killed the response. "If I were looking it would be for an honest man with a good work ethic." At this point in his life he wasn't anywhere near desperate enough to start the search for a partner. It would likely only complicate his life, and Hargitt was comfortable where he was.
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2016 12:54 pm
Cocking her head, Faamy gave Hargitt an appreciative smile. "Good to hear. Got enough people tellin' me to change. I'll be sure to keep violet in mind."
If? So not actively looking. Interesting. "Well, that'll be a lucky man who catches your eye, I'm sure," she said with a little wink. Unable to help looking the buff man over again, she gave a heavy sigh. "Very lucky..." Sticking out her lip in a playful pout, she looked up at the sky. "Hey. If your gonna be here for the day, stop by the inn 'round the sunset. I'll be performin' tonight. Probably won't find a man there, but it'd be nice to see you again." She grinned over to Hargitt. "Maybe I'll even talk the ol' barkeep out of a free drink for you."
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2016 7:50 am
Hargitt knew he would never get used to those once overs. They made him feel as if he were being watched by a hungry predator who found him particularly juicy. It was mildly flattering, mildly, but mostly unnerving.
"I'll keep that in mind." He wasn't going to make a promise to her, not when his Uncle could very well break it out of spite. A night of music and relaxation sounded nice, and Hargitt wasn't about to turn away a free drink.
This time when he looked back to the peeping girls he noticed them talking to someone; his uncle, Yuuria. The older man didn't look pleased, and as he walked away he motioned for Hargitt to do the same.
The archer slipped his arrows back into their quiver, strapped his dagger to his thigh and stood, one hand reaching out to grasp his bow. "I should be going now."
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2016 11:57 am
The vague agreement to her offer brought up a warm smile, and she stretched her arms over her head contently. She wouldn't hold her breath, but she did hope to see him there tonight. Gay or not, he seemed like someone who would make a good friend...
Her brow knit slightly as Hargitt started packing things up. Aww... "I s'pose you're right. Syssa's clothes won't sew themselves together." Slipping down off the rock, she looked back up at Hargitt and smiled. "Thanks for the chat, Hargitt. It was nice meeting you. Hope to see you at the inn tonight." She looked down at the basket and huffed softly before bending to pick it back up. She'd have to get at least a couple pieces done before tonight...
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