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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! ))

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[thefuckingbeam]

You got me. I came to see you.

[Eddie's grin never wavers, and he waggles a finger.]

Right. And I didn't get you anything. I made you something. That's completely different.

[manuscripture]

That's still getting me something. That's cheating.

[ He wiggles his fingers, letting the light catch on it and shine with whatever varnish it has been done up with making it look smooth as butter. ]

The girls made me a sweater. You're not the only one who skirted around my rules. What am I going to do with all of you?

[thefuckingbeam]

How is that cheating? It's a technicality. That's completely different.

[He grins, waggling his eyebrows, watching Rohan dangle his gift from his fingers.]

Guess you'll just have to suck it up, buttercup.

[manuscripture]

[ He keeps it dangling expectantly. ]

Are you going to stand there or do the honors like a good boyfriend?

[thefuckingbeam]

[Eddie's eyebrows hitch upwards. Normally they've be lost in his hair, but—he's combed it.]

You wanna—?

[aw hell yeah

He takes the chain from Rohan's fingers and comes up behind him as best he can considering the tail, so he can clasp the necklace around Rohan's neck.]

[manuscripture]

Duh.

[ Eddie, you silly rabbit. Rohan wiggles his shoulders and preens at his collar with his fingers while Eddie does his thing. They wander over the pendant fondly. ]

It's beautiful, Eddie. I love it.

[thefuckingbeam]

[He snorts, but fits the clasp together, and on impulse leans in to brush a kiss against the back of Rohan's neck. His skin is nice and cool against Eddie's hot-blooded lips.]

Yeah? I'm glad. I just...wanted something that'd make you think of me.

[manuscripture]

[ When was the last time he said that something was 'beautiful' in the sentimental way? It freaks him out for the moment Eddie kisses at his neck. ]

Like I don't do that enough? You command a heavy amount of my attention as it is. [ The pendant sits right above where his key does when it settles in. ]

... There is a Fog tonight, Eddie.

[thefuckingbeam]

I'd apologize, but...I'm not sorry.

[He comes around Rohan's other side and raises an eyebrow at the naga.]

Yeah? Should I be on the lookout for some Halloween tricks?

[manuscripture]

I don't want you to apologize.

[ He's so fond of Eddie that it's disgusting.

With a sweep of his tail, he coils about Eddie's feet, catching him up in his cape. ]

Maybe. I knew that She was going to be up to something today. With the new arrivals, I am unsure of what exactly that will be.

[thefuckingbeam]

Then I won't.

[They're both pretty disgusting. It's just the nature of their relationship.

He lets Rohan pull him in close, his ears flicking with obvious interest.]

Well, I'll keep an eye out. [His arms slip around Rohan's middle.] Hopefully I don't sprout any more stupid-looking body parts.

[manuscripture]

[ Rohan chuckles and reaches up to touch at Eddie's ears. ]

Like your antlers? You still don't like them?

[thefuckingbeam]

[Eddie shrugs one shoulder, his ears automatically flipping forward toward the hand giving them pets.]

I hate them less. They're growing on me.

[They're at least getting pointy now, no longer pathetic little nubs.]

[manuscripture]

They are growing on you, yes. Astute observation.

[ Because if he didn't have the opportunity to be a smartass what would the point even be? ]

Just be careful. Halloween is one of those days for Her. It may not negatively impact me but I never know for everyone else.

[ worry??? he's not worried shut up. ]

[thefuckingbeam]

That was the joke, sweetheart.

[Save these two idiots from each other, please.

He waggles his eyebrows at Rohan.]

I'll be plenty careful. Are you...are you concerned? Is that what's happening here?