OOS DEAR SIR NO
OOS DEAR SIR NO
Sitting on a bench, he glanced up as something - or someone - poked his hair. “Careful kiddo, the pomp might flomp if ya’ do that too often,” He ran a hand by his hair, raising an eyebrow and giving her a smirk. “Maybe three good scoops of pomade, I’d guess, but hey I’ve done this for a while so one just takes what feels right, Baby,”
//Yo there ~!//
"Well, that sounds… What’s the word, useful? If ya’ are hungry or whatever, ya’ can just touch and feed." He laughed. "Hell, if I could do that, life would’ve been a little easier." Not that Dandy had a problem with tossing in on food. Food and gazing at women, two things he had no problems with - Oh, and bragging. One of his better skills, which he unlike her, couldn’t control.
"Spine?" Dandy got up from the bench and walked up to her and looked down at it. It was actually a living piece of bone? Weird, but awesome at the same time. "I can imagine…" He mumbled, poking the umbrella. "So, what kind of things can ya’ do with this walking piece of a dog treat?"
✧❤✧~ Pulling it back, just a bit, Jay gave a smirk at the other, patting its side gently with her gloved hand. “Well it’s not literal bone. More like a spiritual…part of my spine. Again, I know it doesn’t make sense.”
Now stroking at her parasols soft, outter core, Jay gave a smile at the man once again, and had brought one leg behind the other with one step back. It wasn’t that she was offended or mad by what he had said, or his little action of poking her favorite item. She had felt uncomfortable with just about everyone who had gone near it.
"…the parasol casts illusions and is basically a source of protection. I only have one other way to keep myself safe, and it’s not effective towards everyone. Some can take a nice scratch better than most. Besides…"
Pausing her comment for just one moment, Jay looked down to eye her arms, which had already been draped over by long, and flowing sleeves. “…I like to be protected from any unnecessary sun light. I burn quite easily. So, you know? Typical ‘parasol’ uses, and what have you.”
And it was then that one particular question came into her mind. one that she found humerous. Yet, if she had asked it, would Dandy take it offensively?
"…what about you? Does that bouncing length of pomade housing protect you from the sun as well~?" Jay giggled out in a teasing tone, pointing one finger to his hair.
Out~of~souls ~ I’ve come to the conclusion that I am incredibly difficult to ship with these days, and I don’t know if that’s a GOOD thing, or a bad thing.
And that really sucks because there is ONE person I’d actually be curious to ship with if ever given the chance, and that ain’t gonna happen.