[META PRP] Have We Met? (Elidae/Stryke)

[leon_a_darkangel]

You seem familiar...no? Hm.

 

[leon_a_darkangel]

As Forger Specie, he could slip in with a blood hue that closely matched his own...and would perhaps make a difference in the mission he had been tasked with. He had several trolls he needed to keep an eye on, as well as gathering as many resources and information as possible. It was a lot to take in, especially on the heels of escaping the sirens..it was a tall order to fill. Determined to prove himself, Stryke pushed onwards. This disguise worked out better than Nozdor Runner...he had entered during the Space Race disaster as Forger. It was a bit like having his foot in the door.

At least partially. It remained to be seen if he could fly under the radar undetected.

As he made his way over to conveyor 8, a familiar troll caught his attention. It was her fluffy dark hair, coupled with the prominent polka dot bows. Slowly, he came to a halt as he stared at her. For a brief moment, he wished he had been dressed as the unassuming redblood..if just to have an excuse to chat with Elidae as if he knew her. As it was he would have to at least act as if he had only met her in passing...which he supposed wasn't entirely untrue either. He'd seen her at her booth during bloodfest and gotten a few bits of candy from her.

The other yellowblood was usually always cheerful and outgoing. His brows knit together slightly debating if he wanted to stop and chat. He'd seen her with Kursha..which made her dangerous. Glancing around, he decided one more troll to add to 'Forger's' network couldn't hurt.

Wearing a smile, he adjusted the yellow hat of his disguise as he approached her. His own style clashed with what his disguise self would wear. Right down to the fake coin symbol he'd designed. It made everything convincing. "Oh hello there...sorry to bother you, Miss. Um. Did you know if I'm heading the right way for the space volunteers?" He smiled shyly, greeting her with a nod of his head as he stopped just far enough away to be polite.

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[blackbird cake]

Hearing unfamiliar voices addressing her still gave Elidae Bonbon a startle. She turned with a friendly, toothy smile, eyebrows raised as if delighted. Oh? An unfamiliar face as well. A civilian, she realized, dressed in normal attire. She supposed that complimented their question that included 'space volunteer'.

"Oh!! Oh my gosh, yeah! Yeah, it's like- waaay over there!" Elidae moved to shift their shoulders and sidle up to them so they were facing the same direction. Pointing in a general direction that probably wasn't very helpful, especially because of the heavy foot traffic, Elidae pursed her lips and squinted. "Hmm! Ya know what- I just walk you over there if you'd like?" She leaned away and clapped her hands. It was in that moment.......... her eyes narrowed just slightly. Were... they unfamiliar?


leon_a_darkangel