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[ Somewhere around town-- at the bookstore, the Tomoe-Kaname Bakery, attached to posts and notice boards --you find a small white notecard. On it is printed a little message and some numbers in ornate lettering. If you look closely, it reads the following: ]

Rohan Kishibe, Mangaka & Visual Artist
Owner Pro Tempore of Ebony Threads Tailor Shop
Highly Experienced.
Commissions & Advertising For Hire
Pay Negotiable.
Contact At: 512.66.730.91 for inquiries
Castle Lüvchaque - Directly North of Bavan per appointment ONLY.

(( feel free to use this as an action-based prompt too. any random interactions will MOST LIKELY take place in the form of walk-ins at the tailor shop unless it's pre-planned. just drop a starter in here! ))

Comments

[starmark]

oh my god

it wasn't

but you did it for me anyway

i can't believe it

you finished a pun for me when i wasn't even making one

[manuscripture]

Shit.

I didn't mean it.

I swear.

[starmark]

you can't take it back now

accept it

we make a great team

you come up with shitty lines even when i don't think of them myself

[manuscripture]

We make something but I don't think a 'team' is the right word.

I can't believe I did that.

Don't tell anybody.

[starmark]

this is so great

sidewinding you up

ha ha ha

[manuscripture]

It doesn't even apply currently!

I hate this. I hate you. I hate everything.

[starmark]

i like this. i like you.

a lot

[manuscripture]

Prove it.

[starmark]

you want me to prove my feelings for you

seriously

like this is a shoujo manga or something

[manuscripture]

What no.

You need to get your sarcasm detection recalibrated.

[ were u being sarcastic tho rohan ]

[starmark]

i'll get out my new guitar and play you a serenade

[manuscripture]

A serenade with an electric guitar?

That's impossible but I'm not getting a choice, am I?

[starmark]

who do you think i am

"impossible"

you think i can't come up with a song that's worthy of your beauty and shit??

[manuscripture]

[ holy shit ]

Consider it a challenge, if you dare.

[starmark]

[And of course, Jotaro is never one to back down from a challenge, so after a while Rohan might pick up the sound of an amp turning on and an electric guitar tuning up —

And what follows is a flagrant anachronism, but ask the narration if it cares that much, because this is just damn funny, so.]

[manuscripture]

[ OH COME ON. HE SURE CAN HEAR IT. ]

JOTARO!!!!

[ LUCKILY with legs and not falling down the stairs he is going to find the offending gargoyle and UNPLUG HIS AMP like he's literally a mom. ]

That was bad and you should feel bad.

[starmark]

You're the one who dared me. Don't make dares you don't want to see me follow through on.

[You know why gargoyles are the hardest rockers? Because they spend half of all of their days stoned as stones.]

[manuscripture]

You play so many other songs way better. Not this cliche monstrosity.

[ HUFFPUFF ]

So you love me, huh?

[ Gonna back him into that camp for reVENGE ]

[starmark]

...Uh.

[HE SAID, INTELLIGENTLY, VAGUELY ALARMED AND HAVING EGREGIOUSLY MISCALCULATED ON THAT ONE.]

I.

[So much for being a gargoyle, now he's just a wendigo in the headlights.]

Um.

[manuscripture]

[ GOTCHA, BARBECUTIE.

He's going to smugly cross his arms like he EXPECTS AN ANSWER IMMEDIATELY RIGHT NOW. ]

Well?

[starmark]

[HOW LONG CAN HE STALL

OR POSSIBLY CAN HE SWALLOW HIS TONGUE

ANYTHING TO SAVE HIM FROM THE CRUCIBLE THAT IS THIS QUESTION]

I.

[SAVE HIM]

...D-Do you?

[manuscripture]

[ NO DON'T TURN THIS BACK AROUND ON HIM. ]

I asked you first.

[ HEY ROHAN MITSUHIDE GAVE ME AN ELECTRIC GUITAR AND AN AMP THAT'S ALL THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE. ]

[starmark]

Well, are you going to be pissed about what I say?

[AT LEAST GIVE HIM SOME SLACK HERE]

Or are you just asking for the sake of asking?

[manuscripture]

[ OKAY FINE HAVE SOME SLACK. ]

I won't be pissed.

Just.

Answer?

[starmark]

I...

[Suddenly he's looking anywhere else, voice thick like his throat just went tight.]

...I don't know. I don't really have a word for what I think...this...is. Except...that it's good. That I wouldn't want to lose it. I...don't know about all the shit people write down as lyrics in all of those songs. They're just words, just songs.

What it feels like when I play them for you, though...that's something. It's not something I feel about anyone else.