PC WITH MOLLYMAUK

[commedia]

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[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.

[commedia]

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.

[commedia]

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.

[commedia]

Strong? Ahaha, what flattery.

[But Douman reaches for the hand carefully - despite having claws and all, they carefully trace around one of the eyes with a fingertip.]

I suppose they usually could see?

[headmt]

Gods no. Can you imagine how confusing that would be?

[looks directly at envy on the mingle 2]

Could make other people not be able to see though. That was rather handy.

[commedia]

They could steal sight?

[That is handy! Douman turns the hand this way and that, to see the angles.]

I suppose it is useful to make one's opponents blind whenever you wanted.

[headmt]

[Well,]

For as much blood as I could stand to lose, I suppose.

[letting his hands be flipped back and forth.]

You're terribly friendly.