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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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he's strong, determined, with a will that she's seen in only a few people. he deserves someone who burns as brightly as he does. ]
Tatsuma, there's something I need to show you. Afterwards, I think you'll understand.
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Is there a dead body in here?
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[WHY ARE YOU GIVING HER A THUMBS' UP?!]
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but she doesn't let it deter her, hands reaching up to grip her helmet and tugging it off. ]
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Is that it?
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[He wipes a tear from his eye as he finally manages to exert some self control, having to inhale a breath of air because he's lost so much.]
That's really it! Why would I care? That you didn't have a face. I knew you weren't human from the get-go. My clientele consists almost entirely of people from outer space! You think that's the weirdest thing I've ever seen?
You not havin' a head... You won't start actin' funny, right? Like! Your personality won't change now that you've revealed that to me, right? Then, who cares.
[With solidarity:]
Your lack of a head really doesn't bother me.
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she isn't sure how to respond when he starts laughing, a little startled as she watches him grip his stomach. is he so scared that he's laughing? has he lost his mind?
so she just watches him, lets him get it out of his system, feeling like she's holding her breath for something. ]
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it brings back the ache, and a burning sensation along with it. she feels a little dizzy, the smoke rising from her neck taking on a thicker quality. carefully, she types out another message: ]
It doesn't bother you at all?
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[With his chin in his hand:]
Not one bit.
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just give her a minute to take it all in. ]
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He too remains quiet.]
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this is okay, she tells herself. he's okay.
she pulls her device in front of her, carefully types out a message and turns it around to show him. ]
Thank you.
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Thank you for the wonderful evening.
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she turns her hands in his grasp and carefully laces their fingers together. ]
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He's struck by a strange sense of yearning, something more than wanting to just touch, strong and irresistible like the pull of a planet's gravitational force. He pays it no mind, attributing the excitement to his time away from home and his typical pleasures.]
You were real sweet to me today.
[He rubs his thumb over the areas he's just kissed.]
I owe ya.
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You were very kind as well. I really appreciate it.
[ he accepted her, readily and without fear. it's more than she could have hoped for. ]
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I should probably go, huh?
This evening must've been hard on you! You seem a little tired.
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[ a part of her wonders if she's dreaming. ]
But please, don't let me keep you if you need to head back. Thank you again for spending tonight with me.
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But for now he releases her hands and gets up to walk to her side of the table. He bends over, wrapping his arms around her waist to give her a quick squeeze.]
I had fun.
[Sakamoto then does something mischievous- He plants a soft kiss on the nape of her neck, letting his lips linger for a moment before pulling away altogether. He then turns to her and waves.]
See you soon?
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when he's gone, she closes the door and leans back against it, letting herself relax completely. many things happened and she's not sure if she can process everything at the moment, opting to sleep on it instead as she makes her way to bed.
maybe things will clear up a little more in the morning. or so she hopes. ]