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[ these arms fought off thousands of tons of Titan, leave me ]
LMAO okay, I'm gonna leave now and get a booth near the back, I'll have a black hat on.
[ And true to his word he does just that, ball cap drawn low as he hunches over his secured table with two waters at the ready. Maybe it would've made more sense to use the sling one of his arms is currently wrapped up in as an identifying feature but no one said he was the brightest. ]
LMAO okay, I'm gonna leave now and get a booth near the back, I'll have a black hat on.
[ And true to his word he does just that, ball cap drawn low as he hunches over his secured table with two waters at the ready. Maybe it would've made more sense to use the sling one of his arms is currently wrapped up in as an identifying feature but no one said he was the brightest. ]
( he has no idea whag he's walking into but he'll walk anyway. he's not built like his father or Jason, not a terrifying linebacker made purely of muscle. But he's big enough that th lighter clothes he's wearing to combat the heat aren't doing a hell of a lot to disguise it. He finds Noctis with ease, looking annoyed.)
Noctis.
Noctis.
[ Noctis raises his head, a dark-haired and blue-eyed man faced with... a dark-haired and blue-eyed man. Their heights are even similar, not that that's clear when he's seated, with Damian having just a bit of an inch over him. ]
Oh hey-- [ And right here, at this moment, after already starting his greeting, is where Noctis realizes he has no idea how to pronounce Hafid. ]
--man. Figured the water would help.
Oh hey-- [ And right here, at this moment, after already starting his greeting, is where Noctis realizes he has no idea how to pronounce Hafid. ]
--man. Figured the water would help.
...
[ Suddenly Noctis reaches across the table, grabbing for the other man's water which he then takes a liberal sip of before setting it back down. Even scooting it closer to him, to further make his point. ]
Ahh, yeah, maybe. Are you a serial killer?
[ Suddenly Noctis reaches across the table, grabbing for the other man's water which he then takes a liberal sip of before setting it back down. Even scooting it closer to him, to further make his point. ]
Ahh, yeah, maybe. Are you a serial killer?
So order a new one and give me that one. Geeze... Are you a germaphobe now too?
[ Some people.......... ]
And sixteen's kinda' low but whatever. I know sixteen different kinds of cake but I'm not a baker. [ This does not sound as good as he thinks it sounds. ]
[ Some people.......... ]
And sixteen's kinda' low but whatever. I know sixteen different kinds of cake but I'm not a baker. [ This does not sound as good as he thinks it sounds. ]
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