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[ ERROR_422: UNPROCESSED_ENTITY ] His stare is nothing than weary apathy, hues the oddest dim of gray that make no effort to divulge his initial confusion, the cock of his head that he should offer, the befuddled query of you don’t know what a buck means? Yet he affords his victim-to-be turned company the chance to elude such disbelief, and in turn saves himself the trouble of any actual shift that should stir him from the impassive state in which he, proverbially, slumbers. He surmises that the fellow is probably foreign, and thus the fault lies not with him, but with Nathaniel, and subtly, he accommodates, in turn he says, softly, coaxing, if not bleakly.

“——— Money,               do you want some money?”

When words such as this come into a conversation, when they come from a guy wearing a black hoodie, there’s bound to be trouble afoot; rest assured, there is, but it is not in the onerous presence of some clear baggy  of methamphetamines or a paraphernalia of the crooked or illegal type. No exactly. He pulls one hand free from the confines of his jacket, fingers unfurling slowly and calmly as he presents to the other what it is, a simple, white check.

                              “———— I’ll pay you to hold something for me. If its more money you want, then  I’ll give it to you as well. No questions to ask, really, if you have them” ( and here he merely shrugs though in the fore run he hopes to staunch any unnecessary prying, ) “consider this a matter of business, yes?”

"I don't really need any money..."

Whenever bargained with money, there's always a reason to become hesitant. Nin is usually all for helping people, after all, therein lies a chance for more interaction, a chance to spend more time with humans (which is his goal), but with this certain stranger, Nin can't help but pause for a moment. Where as it's probably wise to decline, unknown to who the stranger even is and what dangers he could potentially be getting himself into -- instead does Nin offer up a rather cheesy grin, shaking his head.     "--Ah! You're silly, I can hold anything for you free of charge." The whole concept of business is foreign to the android, the only business he knew of was past war prevention and guarding certain areas, holding a white check was something so minuscule in comparison. Still, he takes it, holding it at first as if it were some sort of dirty old rag -- twisting and turning..     "Is this what you want me to hold? Is it something special?" Even if he were to pry, it's not like Nin really cared, he always let his curiosity get the better of him if it meant to learn new things, however, such an approach to gaining new information has landed him in the deep end with quite a few people in the past. "I'll consider it as more of a favor, I don't want to do business anymore." He'd then hold the white check securely, "--no need for such talk of nonsense, eh?"

friendly reminder that you can always turn an ask/meme into a thread !! (✿◠‿◠)

            daijitsu. I’ve honestly never expected to reach such a big mark on a roleplay blog, and I honestly don’t exactly know what I’ve done to accumulate even half of that number, but I guess here I am ––– sitting here, trying to figure out exactly what to type without: a) sounding narcissistic; b) writing something that’ll never be read because nobody pays attention to walls of texts. But yeah, basically what the graphic I made in photoshop for minutes bc I’m not good with graphics says. Thank you!

Buuut. Not done yet––––– I haven’t made a bias list since god knows how long, so. Yeah. Bear in mind that, while all of the blogs whom I follow are fucking important, adding ~600 blogs one by one will steal away whatever soul remains inside my body, so I’ll just add the people who I’ve befriended and if you are still reading this, I’m genuinely surprised because I normally skip these bursts of sentiments. So, ya.

felinisms | androidisms | wontiid | inkuakuma | promeritum | rapusodosu | corruptionofheart | eaviateur | rymors | fortispuer.

aerosolise | arielshepard | atfhault | busui | darkkou | deftsledge | empressium | erasethiscurse | etesiis | exudingstars | ferociter | fracione | fractixns | horosuru | hramn | jasutisu | kannonai | keyblxde | kouxn | kunshu | kxrat | masochisticsadist | n-o-x-c-r-i-s-t-a-u-x | queeroic | regaliis | reso—nate | rexgladius | rexmoriens | singlasses | sollertis | stewxrd | svikinnar | tiliris | venatorx | warxdog | xformosus | xmigiwa | xseishin.

i need to stop just gazing longingly at some of my mutuals and actually rp with them

 :【♀: ᴅᴜᴛʏ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ＬＯＶＥ】:    

                                          ” Minako! The name is Aino Minako !  ”      

                 The word miss always made her feel ————— old. She would much prefer                   if people could just call her by name. She knew he was being polite but                    the word always made her stomach churn and brows twitch. It was a miracle                    that her face hadn’t shifted into one of those displeasured features, otherwise                    she knew that the situation would become awkward. 

             A chuckle emitted after finally processing his other words. She winked at                    the boy and felt as if they could become close if given the chance. He                    seemed harmless despite his oddities.

                                  ” A little, but nothing like one of my close friends.                                                 She actually a genius and knows a lot                                                        about electronics ——— you’d                                                                           like her! ”   

"Aino Minako."

A strange name, he thought, though it's interesting.. like her tone, it had somewhat of a light tone to it. The android simply tucked the phone away into his pocket, a half bow given when exchanging names, it's somewhat exciting to be able to do so.     "And you can call me Ningensei -- Nin for short." This was a first to welcome himself in such a fashion, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride for being able to give his name like this, there was a sort of upbeat wavering embedded when doing so. Expression morphed into one which held slight fascination then, head tilting to the side.      "Is that so? Perhaps I should meet this friend of yours too."

                                       It gives me Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ

                           to have somebody to ｆｉｇｈｔ for;

                                   I can never fight for myself

                                   but for others {I can кιℓℓ.}

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