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Tazenhani · 09-10-2015, 04:57 AM

SPOILER!!: Justin!

Where was it written, that patting someone's back was conducive to them trying to pound their chest? It seemed counter productive. Still, he supposed that back-pounding was preferable to the man joining in on the chest pounding. Merlin knew the guy's ever closer proximity was already tripping his ex-Auror paranoia.

Lesson learned though. No inhalation of drink or food around this guy, given the man's peculiar mannerisms. Sabel didn't miss the brief search of his eyes, though he wasn't entirely sure what he was looking for. It had him scanning the table too, his gaze latching on the cutlery in front of him. With one finger, he pushed the fork over to the man. Maybe he was used to reverse place-settings? Who really knew at this point in time.

One thing was for certain, the company was hardly dull. The small smile that had started on Sabel's lips grew a little, and he cast the man a sidelong glance. "Knocking heads together." And he had to admit, he was equally curious. "What about yours?"

09-10-2015, 04:57 AM	#10 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ SPOILER!!: Justin! Quote: Originally Posted by Charely Potter The guy was choking! Did he think he was joking? Oops. Justin probably shouldn't laugh, but he did a little. He had looked so flustered, "Ahahaha, whoaaa there." While laughing he moved in even closer to pat his back roughly. "You alright, mate?" Maybe he didn't like people pointing out that he enjoyed eating paper. He was currently a mystery to Justin, and everyone who knew Justin knew that there were no mysteries allowed around him for long. He seemed to be after a moment, when his seemingly stiff composure was back. Justin had to blink some more. Keeping the good looks. What? were all the past Groundskeepers good-looking or was it... Ah. Ahaha. Justin grinned. "Why... yes. It runs in the family." His blue-grey eyes scanned his hands after that comment. Oh good, he wasn't hitting on him from the bling on one of his index fingers... or was he? It would explain the same distant vibes that Justin was blatantly ignoring, but he could just be really shy and private. Either way, the mystery was eating up the thirty-eight year old as his smirk deepened. So now with that question he could unravel some mystery from this man. "Oh yeah? What did your last job consist of?" There were a number of jobs that fit that sort of description. Heck, even his last job risked that, depending on what day it had been. Where was it written, that patting someone's back was conducive to them trying to pound their chest? It seemed counter productive. Still, he supposed that back-pounding was preferable to the man joining in on the chest pounding. Merlin knew the guy's ever closer proximity was already tripping his ex-Auror paranoia. Lesson learned though. No inhalation of drink or food around this guy, given the man's peculiar mannerisms. Sabel didn't miss the brief search of his eyes, though he wasn't entirely sure what he was looking for. It had him scanning the table too, his gaze latching on the cutlery in front of him. With one finger, he pushed the fork over to the man. Maybe he was used to reverse place-settings? Who really knew at this point in time. One thing was for certain, the company was hardly dull. The small smile that had started on Sabel's lips grew a little, and he cast the man a sidelong glance. "Knocking heads together." And he had to admit, he was equally curious. "What about yours?" __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.