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GARRETT » 「 ɟǝᴉɥʇ ɹǝʇsɐɯ ǝɥʇ 」 ([personal profile] blackhand) wrote in [community profile] synodiporia_ooc 2014-03-31 04:23 am (UTC)

[There's a bunch of staring as she makes her way towards him, a few whispers here and there, and as she gets close, three of the men in the back group start to get up. Garrett, of course, doesn't, but he does make a sound that resembles scolding, hand raising again and the men stop where they are, looking rather menacingly towards Lightning.]

It's fine. Sit down.

[There's a bit of a muttered protest, all of them looking back at him in surprise, but Garrett only nods a little, and they return to their seats. Glancing upwards from where he is, he finally addresses Lightning, a grin spreading across his face.]

Now, what can I do for you?

[He seems completely relaxed, interest showing in his visible eye, the kind of intrigue that a fox has when watching a hen go back to her nest. He has no idea who this woman is, but she's certainly left a mark upon the place already.]

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