PC WITH MOLLYMAUK

[commedia]

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[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.

[commedia]

Friendly?

[That actually makes them pause, letting out a sheepish sort of noise.]

Ah, I apologize. This sort of thing just really interests me, you know...?

[headmt]

It's not a bad thing! I think most people in the world are a little too unfriendly, if you ask me.

[Don't get all shy!!]

I can tell. I won't complain. I'd never complain when someone is really interested in me, even if it's simply my . . . whatever those are. Extra eyes.

[commedia]

I see...

[NO THE CLOWN WILL BE AS SHY AS THEY WANT TO BE....uwu..........]

[They just move to grasp Molly's hand to give it a light squeeze.]

Well, I'm interested in more than just your eyes, hm.

[headmt]

[Oh. Okay. Very good development. Leaning forward, suddenly now very invested.]

What else, then? Go on.

[commedia]

The beautiful hue of your skin, to get lost in like the night sky. The clothes you wear, to draw the eye. Your horns, curved ever so right.

[Their eyes are lidded, tone quiet.]

Ah, and your lips...but I'm going too far, I think.

[headmt]

The night sky, you say?

[Oh he likes that very much. The grin they’re getting back is now much sharper at the edges, a bit devious. Reaching up to touch his own bottom lip, the gold piercing sitting right below it.]

Now you. You’re going to be big trouble.

[ . . . ]

How about you think on what you’re really interested in, and come find me in a while, yeah?

[im cucking you because this is set on day 2 and im not that strong]