a gentleman and a saint

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Who: a mysterious passer-by and whoever is in Radiant Garden
What: He's looking for someone but likes to talk. A lot.
Where: anywhere in RG
When: sometime during the day?

He didn't actually stand out from the usual hustle and bustle that was the norm for an afternoon in Radiant Garden. He actually appeared quite average, from his height to his nondescript coat and sunglasses to his posture. Nothing too odd about him at all.

He sat on the stairs leading down to the towns square, watching as people passed by, completely unbothered by his presence.

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"I guess it's just one of those days," he laughed, shaking his head. "A beautiful girl comes along and plays damsel in distress. How could I refuse?" While reaching for a can of said tomato sauce, his hand brushed hers just slightly, and a wave of something like a static shock except more intense passed between them.

He handed her the can. "I can't say that we have met before. I haven't really been here long."

Because Rox can only do things late.

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She pulled her hand back, but only about an inch or so, almost as if she didn't want to call attention to the movement. A habit, really, more then anything else - it was only a shock, after all, but...it took a moment for her to figure it out.

If that had really been an electric shock, she wouldn't have noticed, plain and simple. She used way too much Thunder magic to be bothered by something like that. Besides, that had just felt...strange. Really strange. She didn't want to think too much on exactly how it felt strange, but she sure as hell let herself get more suspicious.

Hearing that he wasn't from around here only put her more on guard, though she didn't let it show. Gummi tech or no, world travel still wasn't very common. Radiant Garden didn't get many strange tourists.

She still didn't feel comfortable jumping to conclusions, but asking more questions couldn't hurt.

"Oh, really? Where're you from?" she asked, words sloshing together. It seemed her Southern roots liked to make themselves known when she was nervous.

Re: Because Rox can only do things late.

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He watched her reaction impassively before coolly replying, "A place I can guarantee you've never heard of. And you?"