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[rianofski]

[He'd stayed inside all day, well aware of the curse and its unfortunate effects, but by the evening, he'd become stir crazy, and had decided that it was safe enough to venture out on a walk. After all, he wasn't affected by the curse... was he?

As it turned out, it was a poor choice. Walking by the fountain, he noticed several people, and did his best to avoid them. He wasn't feeling particularly victorious, but he also didn't know what counted as a victory. Better to keep his distance, though muttering to himself would probably draw curious people over.]

Damn. This is ridiculous. Completely ridiculous. I shouldn't have to feel uneasy simply stepping outside.

[OOC: And yes, his version of muttering is definitely loud enough that people walking by might hear it. Have at it, and make his life difficult!]

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[rianofski]

[Oh, he remembers her. And he's concerned about how this could possibly go.]

Hello.

[Keeping his distance for now.]

[justamessenger]

Remember me? From the other day! I hope so, I'm pretty memorable.

[rianofski]

I certainly do.

It would be difficult to forget someone so... enthusiastic.

[justamessenger]

Enthusiastic! That's totally what I was going for!

[Ad this is celebration enough to kiss him. Clearly. It is also done with much enthusiasm.]

[rianofski]

[He was really really not expecting that. Though maybe he should have been. After a few seconds, he pulls away, shaking his head.]

What was that for?

[justamessenger]

You remembered me! It was very exciting.

[rianofski]

Exciting enough to be worthy of that? I have a hard time believing it.

[He's still shaking his head.]

[justamessenger]

Why, didn't you like it?

[rianofski]

I might have liked it better if I'd had fair warning.

[justamessenger]

Got it. Next time I will give you a five second warning. Ten seconds? Whatever works for you.

[rianofski]

Next time? I assure you, there won't be a next time.

[Slowly edging away.]

[justamessenger]

You said you'd like if it you had fair warning. Come on, don't send a girl mixed messages here.

[rianofski]

I said I might have liked it better. I didn't say I'd like it.

[justamessenger]

I still say that was a mixed signal.

[rianofski]

How would you have preferred me to respond?

[justamessenger]

With gusto?

[rianofski]

That's unlikely, at best.

[justamessenger]

Darn! I had such high hopes.

[rianofski]

[A slight smile.]

Something tells me you're not the sort of person to give up easily, however.

[justamessenger]

Oooh, you're a good judge of character.

[rianofski]

Well, you have a very... distinctive look.

[justamessenger]

Is that a good distinctive or is that one of those euphemism thingies?

[rianofski]

[A pause.]

It could go either way. You're attractive, after all, which lends a certain distinction.

[Why yes, kissing is bad, but calling people attractive in a very manner of fact way is totally normal.]

[justamessenger]

[Lucky for him it's Dulcie. She has a skewed view of what is socially acceptable to tell people.]

Thank you! That was really sweet.

[rianofski]

I'm not sure I meant it to be "sweet", exactly, but you're welcome.

[He's never sweet. Ever.]