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emjay · 07-01-2022, 03:54 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

She had no reason to not believe Rhett knew what he was talking about, particularly when he had such a confident tone and was
even taking the initiative to find them a table. "How hospitable of them," she mused while taking a couple of hurried steps to fall in stride with him. She was, of course, meaning the ghosts that clearly ran this establishment.

Mitsuki was curious as to why he always felt such a need to speak so loudly. Perhaps he was a little hard of hearing and therefore he did not realize the volume with which he spoke. She did not mind so much - it always made it easy to find him in a crowd now that she could not rely solely on his hair color as a distinguisher.

"What makes you think that?" she asked as she slipped into the seat beside him and watched a granddaddy longlegs lank its way across the table.

"Yeah, I guess," Rhett shrugged, not realizing Mitsuki was talking about ghosts. He was speaking more to the overall hospitality here, which he knew nothing of, having never visited the place. "I suppose we'll find out soon enough." Hopefully the waitstaff was mannerly, but somehow he doubted it by the looks of the place.

"Huh?" He drew his attention away from the spider on the table back to his tablemate. "Oh I dunno. Don't you think so?" He looked around the place. "It's shady-looking and there are a lot of shadows. Good places to hide. Criminals don't like to get caught, so.." This was Rhett logic. Where else would criminals eat?

07-01-2022, 03:54 AM	#20 (permalink)
emjay DMAC & DERP Pygmy Puff Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: working Posts: 18,079 Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoenix Marchbanks Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Wiley Whittebrook Hufflepuff Second Year x12 x5	Unforgivably Cursed \| adultescent Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie She had no reason to not believe Rhett knew what he was talking about, particularly when he had such a confident tone and was even taking the initiative to find them a table. "How hospitable of them," she mused while taking a couple of hurried steps to fall in stride with him. She was, of course, meaning the ghosts that clearly ran this establishment. Mitsuki was curious as to why he always felt such a need to speak so loudly. Perhaps he was a little hard of hearing and therefore he did not realize the volume with which he spoke. She did not mind so much - it always made it easy to find him in a crowd now that she could not rely solely on his hair color as a distinguisher. "What makes you think that?" she asked as she slipped into the seat beside him and watched a granddaddy longlegs lank its way across the table. "Yeah, I guess," Rhett shrugged, not realizing Mitsuki was talking about ghosts. He was speaking more to the overall hospitality here, which he knew nothing of, having never visited the place. "I suppose we'll find out soon enough." Hopefully the waitstaff was mannerly, but somehow he doubted it by the looks of the place. "Huh?" He drew his attention away from the spider on the table back to his tablemate. "Oh I dunno. Don't you think so?" He looked around the place. "It's shady-looking and there are a lot of shadows. Good places to hide. Criminals don't like to get caught, so.." This was Rhett logic. Where else would criminals eat? __________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________ ended like a moth in flames______________________ ______________________don't you worry I'll be fine _________________________________________________you were good for the plot line