PC WITH MOLLYMAUK

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[headmt]

[He doesn't mind this one bit? This is fine. Since they're in close, they can notice one of the peacock feathers on his neck is actually a mark in the shape of a red eye. It isn't . . . quite the texture of a tattoo. But that's probably fine and normal. All the scars seem well healed over though.

The look of concern is . . . actually cute though. Poking them right in the forehead where it's all twisted up.]

Oh, no-- Or. Rather, yes, but it was before yesterday. Doesn't seem to have left anything permanent. And these are just . . . [His face screws up as he clicks his tongue.] You know what magic is, giant who says he used to be human?

[So that's probably a yes.]

[commedia]

...Eh?

[Well, that distracts them from taking a closer look at that eye - Douman hangs their head, as if the small gesture was enough to defeat them utterly.]

Oh, don't tease, mm. [But they don't seem to mind, lifting their head again.] Ah, of course I do. I'm well versed in magic and magecraft alike.

[headmt]

Then you probably know more than I do about it.

[Patting them on the head now, if they're still leaning down.]

My blood does funny things.

[commedia]

[The patting on the head gets Douman to flush a little in the cheeks, though they make no move to stop them.]

Funny things...? And what funny things are those, exactly?

[headmt]

All sorts of things.

[ Cool. Specific! ]

Mostly useful in a fight. And it isn’t working right now, so a bit useless either way, isn’t it? Point is, I’m not hurt. Nice of you to worry though.

[commedia]

What, is bleeding on someone really that much of a viable battle strategy?

[Obviously a tease, by the way their mouth twists up to the side.]

That's good! That's good. And its quite alright. I just hardly want you passing out in the laundry room, of all places. There are better places to lose your blood.

[headmt]

Only sometimes, if I’m being honest with you.

[His mouth twists up to match - easy going. He really doesn’t seem bothered by the tease. If anything, it makes him relax a little.]

Lost plenty before, promise. Listen, I know this is rude, but I didn’t catch your name before, friend.

[commedia]

Hahaha.

[And a bit of a sheepish smile as they bow their head again.]

I do apologize! I'm the rude one, honest. The name is Ashiya Douman.

[headmt]

[Doing a little curtsey in response, because, seems like fun.]

Mollymauk Tealeaf. Molly to my friends.

[commedia]

Mollymauk it is, then, since we have yet to be friends. A pleasure to get to know you.

[They don't want to be presumptuous]!

[headmt]

Ashiya Douman. Got it.

[As they want! Molly won’t push it if they don’t want to. Some people prefer a little distance. He just sighs, looks at the shirt, and pops it back on. He’ll just live with it for now.]

So, what’s your tattoo? Just for fun.

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My tattoo?

[Douman holds up their hand - check out those blackened fingertips and sharp green-colored nails! The color matches with the green eyes on their skin.]

Here it is! And yours?

[headmt]

[Holding up his to match. A golden crown. His nails are also sharp in that way where they’re verging on claw-like, just a slightly darker purple than his skin. More knicks and cuts are on his fingers, and if Douman catches sight of the palm, there’s another of those red eyes on there.]

I rather like mine, actually. And I like your nails. Great color.

[commedia]

Thank you! And you know, I really like your...

[They gesture at the eyes.]

Well. Are those eyes?

[headmt]

[He quickly retracts his hands, crossing his arms. Tucking his hands where they aren’t so obvious.]

Just tattoos. Not my favorites.

[commedia]

...I see.

[Hm. Interesting, but Douman will be merciful and not pry.]

Well, whatever they are...I like them. Though I guess with my propensities for eyes, I'm rather biased.

[headmt]

Propensity for eyes?

[He doesn’t see any extra, apart from the tattoo, but one never knows.]

[commedia]

Mmmhmm. They're a key part of my shikigami.

[headmt]

Some sort of magic, I’m assuming?

[commedia]

Yes. They're like my created familiars. I usually use paper to make them! Ah, if only I had paper now, I could draw it up for you...

[headmt]

[Snorting a bit of a laugh.]

The last familiar I saw was a cat. Why not just do a little animal? Eyes?

[commedia]

Ahaha! You see, you see, the paper is only the base form. They can take on many shapes. I could even make one to look like you.

[headmt]

[Oh? Flattery?]

Not if you want an obedient one.

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Haha. Are you saying that one of you is already too much to deal with? Mmm. Almost sounds like a challenge...

[headmt]

One of me is too much for me to deal with mostly, I can’t imagine even someone as strong as yourself could handle it. No offense.

[cursed cursed cursed cursed

Anyway, he does uncross his arms after a moment, holding out the hand again if he wants to see the eye.]

I suppose they aren’t so bad. Like I said, bit useless right now.