[ He shrugs. If someone's going to do something about it, it might as well be the archetypal reluctant jerk with a heart of silver. Silver, because his inner thoughts aren't exactly golden material. The genre-savvy Patchouli can probably tell where this is going. ]
Doesn't look like you're one either, miss! You got a plan?
[She kind of expected this. Good to put her on the spot, though, right.]
Not entirely yet, no. This is not the sort of thing I'm used to dealing with. Much larger, to begin with. It might help to know what others around here are capable of.
You look like a talented fellow, for example, so what about you?
Oh! Ohoho, you've got a good eye, miss. You wanna know what I can do?
[ This is literally his favorite topic. ]
Born under an evil star, but blessed with many talents. Wahahaha! Cliche, right? But I can do just about anything. I can do any job, any job at all! No matter how safe or dangerous or obscene it is, I'm your man. [ A beat. ] I say that, but gardening on this scale ain't exactly my specialty...
You seem like you'd be good at advertising if you were the kind of person who could stand being tied down to a desk.
[Well, that seems like a pretty backhanded compliment. Unfortunately, YQ, she's kind of a smartass, so...]
Something like this isn't really the kind of thing most people would be good at, anyway. And at this juncture, I don't dare trying to blow them up or something, and I'm not exactly carrying a chain saw. These pockets are decidedly not big enough for that.
So, I guess the most we can do for the moment is scouting. Right?
I dunno, it sounds kinky. [ He's super positive and I hate this. ] But yeah, I guess you could say that! Too bad about the pockets. It's the same with any era you go, huh? They should work on that.
[ He is a dresses with pockets ally now I guess. With all his unnecessary comments out of the way, he starts walking with her. Let's see where the vines take them! ]
[Ad agency if it's a desk job, stand-up comedian if not, she thinks. Well, at least he would know he could throw someone for a loop if she said it. Still, though it's kind of a jab at him, at least he's kind of amusing and light-hearted and stuff. Yan Qing is what she would describe as -- shock! horror! -- likable.]
I mean, this is better than what I usually see. Most fashion is designed in a form-over-function manner, after all. [Besides, who needs a pocket you can literally carry a chain saw in? That would just fuck up your legs, probably, and Patchouli does still need those, even if she can fly everywhere.
So um, they carry on following along the vines, and I had to go look up the original post for this. The vines seem to be growing over all manner of buildings, not... really making much of an easy-to-follow pattern.]
I don't think I've ever seen anything that grows in anywhere near this fast. None of this was here during that festival. As far as I can tell...
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[ He shrugs. If someone's going to do something about it, it might as well be the archetypal reluctant jerk with a heart of silver. Silver, because his inner thoughts aren't exactly golden material. The genre-savvy Patchouli can probably tell where this is going. ]
Doesn't look like you're one either, miss! You got a plan?
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Not entirely yet, no. This is not the sort of thing I'm used to dealing with. Much larger, to begin with. It might help to know what others around here are capable of.
You look like a talented fellow, for example, so what about you?
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Oh! Ohoho, you've got a good eye, miss. You wanna know what I can do?
[ This is literally his favorite topic. ]
Born under an evil star, but blessed with many talents. Wahahaha! Cliche, right? But I can do just about anything. I can do any job, any job at all! No matter how safe or dangerous or obscene it is, I'm your man. [ A beat. ] I say that, but gardening on this scale ain't exactly my specialty...
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[Well, that seems like a pretty backhanded compliment. Unfortunately, YQ, she's kind of a smartass, so...]
Something like this isn't really the kind of thing most people would be good at, anyway. And at this juncture, I don't dare trying to blow them up or something, and I'm not exactly carrying a chain saw. These pockets are decidedly not big enough for that.
So, I guess the most we can do for the moment is scouting. Right?
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[ He is a dresses with pockets ally now I guess. With all his unnecessary comments out of the way, he starts walking with her. Let's see where the vines take them! ]
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I mean, this is better than what I usually see. Most fashion is designed in a form-over-function manner, after all. [Besides, who needs a pocket you can literally carry a chain saw in? That would just fuck up your legs, probably, and Patchouli does still need those, even if she can fly everywhere.
So um, they carry on following along the vines, and I had to go look up the original post for this. The vines seem to be growing over all manner of buildings, not... really making much of an easy-to-follow pattern.]
I don't think I've ever seen anything that grows in anywhere near this fast. None of this was here during that festival. As far as I can tell...