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[archivy]

A curse day may not be the most appropriate time to ask this, but it is necessary.

I require a bodyguard. Someone who is willing and able to fulfill various functions, actually, but bodyguard is the main one. Also, I am too young to be living on my own.


[ ooc; Have at her. Anything goes, essentially. ]

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[notexactlyhuman]

[Even someone without superior senses couldn't have missed her running towards him. Or those flushed cheeks once she got to him. Nope. He saw it all but didn't comment on it.]

Midget.

[archivy]

[ The Archive manages, for a whole minute, to stay calm and impersonal and unmoved, before Ivy takes a step forward and then another one, essentially flinging herself at Kincaid; or the parts of him she can reach.

So essentially, have a little girl hugging your legs. ]

[notexactlyhuman]

[Hell, Kincaid can't not smile at that as he rubs the top of her head.]

Hey to you too.

[archivy]

[ Stepping back after a while. ]

It is almost time for dinner.

[notexactlyhuman]

Yeah? What's there to eat?

[archivy]

There is a very nice Italian restaurant. We shall go there.

[notexactlyhuman]

Works for me.

[archivy]

You are likely only here for the weekend. It is one with all the visitors.