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✉ ☏ ☕ CELTY STURLUSON
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//PROFILE: full
- Age (Physical): Early 20's
- Height: 174 cm (5'8.5'')
- Occupation: Vehicle Mechanic, part-time Gourmet Chef, deliverer at Thistle Do Nicely
//INVENTORY:
- initial: her bodysuit, her helmet, her cellphone
//OTHER:
Living Arrangements: Apartment
CYbuddy: N/A
//PROFILE: full
- Age (Physical): Early 20's
- Height: 174 cm (5'8.5'')
- Occupation: Vehicle Mechanic, part-time Gourmet Chef, deliverer at Thistle Do Nicely
//INVENTORY:
- initial: her bodysuit, her helmet, her cellphone
//OTHER:
Living Arrangements: Apartment
CYbuddy: N/A
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See you soon. ╰( ・ ᗜ ・ )╯
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for now, she's content to stay seated and wait for him, sending a few texts to others in the meantime. ]
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Sakamoto's patience with this place is wearing thin. He knows that the ailments of the mind are best cured by liquor and women (at least for him, even if the fix is only temporary), but tonight there is one woman in particular who holds attention.
An adrenaline rush washes over him as he passes the bar, memories of something exciting and accidental are enough to make him quicken his pace, although he stops when he sees her.]
H'ohhhh, there ya are!
[He scoots in beside her, and ducks to give her a quick kiss on the side of her helmet. It's a sweet gesture, he's trying not to be persistent after going so long without physical contact.
She is comforting, comfortable, he needs her to relax.
Is this any better than having a beer after work? Ah, well.]
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Hello. Thank you for meeting me.
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He doesn't mention how badly he's wanted to see her, how he's come to need her comapny as of late.]
I don't think you'll be needin' that.
[He gestures to the bike.]
Not where we're goin'.
[Sakamoto offers Celty his hand.]
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[ she takes it, standing up properly before setting her other hand on the motorcycle's handle. it gives a soft, horse-like snort before it turns around and heads in the opposite direction. once it disappears around the corner, she turns back to sakamoto. ]
After you.
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[He thrusts his shoulder in her direction, laughing fondly as he does.
She can take his damn arm.
She already has his heart.]
I wanted to share somethin' with ya.
[A few things. Men who smile wide, who smile often- They hide too much, despite laughing so loudly.
She has shown him what she lacks.
He should do the same for her.]
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Sure. Thank you for sharing it with me.
[ she doesn't know what it is, but the sentiment is nice enough. ]
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Sakamoto has always appreciated physical intimacy, including that of the non-sexual variety, especially that of the non-sexual variety. Her hands are the smoothest he's ever felt- Even a woman of the night has a few scars on her palms, her fingers.
He squeezes back.]
Celty~?
Have you ever been-
[In love?]
To the stars?
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[ stars are too bright for the dead, they're impossible to reach. ]
Well, [ her helmet tilts to one side briefly, shoulders lifting in a small shrug. ] I suppose now I have, living here in Cerealia.