Seymour liked the cold. It made people hurt. Smiling in that sadistic way of his, he was walking around town looking for underage kids watching the holiday hustle and bustle on his way to the university when he spotted a random pink-haired man ahead. The guy looked like he wasn't feeling too good.
"Nice and cold, isn't it?" he asked mildly, looking around at all the snow, his blue spikes appearing frozen in the cold.
Hearing a voice behind him, Marluxia turned; his scarf was so high up on the bridge of nose you could just barely see his eyes, but an audible grunt in reply could definitely be heard through the thick wool. "I can see it did -wonders- to your complexion."
A fine eyebrow raised, though Seymour kept the sadistic smile. So he wanted to play...
"Oh how kind of you. I was just on my way to the university and I thought to drop by the main office for some employee coffee. Perhaps you would like hot chocolate? I can see the espresso might not sit too well with your current state, but at least you would be warm."
The way Marluxia was dressed, it was difficult to tell whether he was expressing -any- sort of emotion.
"You're a professor? Funny, didn't know they were in such desperation that they would hire an alien." he blinked, moving closer to poke at the strange antenna-like hair ... structures... jutting out from the man's head.
Hot chocolate did sound good now, though... "I'll take you up on your offer, though, heh." he replied, trying to stifle a cough by nonchalantly resting a hand against his mouth.
A flirtatious smile graced the student's lips as he nodded, inclining his head slightly. "When do you get off work?"
Turning his head, Marluxia glanced at the hand on his shoulder, then back at the professor, until finally his attention turned to the hot chocolate. He stared hopelessly at it, unwilling to give up his pride so easily. "... Um. Are there any straws available?"
The hand on Marluxia's shoulder tightened slightly as if to claim the one attached before Seymour let him go, smirking in that way of his as he reached over and grabbed a straw, handing it to the student.
"I'm off whenever you students are. Care to meet after your last class?"
Marluxia stared curiously at the gesture as Seymour released his shoulder, a look that was quickly replaced by a smile of gratitude as he accepted the straw.
"That sounds wonderful, Professor." he nodded, managing to sneak the bendable part of the straw into his scarf and taking a sip.
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"Nice and cold, isn't it?" he asked mildly, looking around at all the snow, his blue spikes appearing frozen in the cold.
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"Oh how kind of you. I was just on my way to the university and I thought to drop by the main office for some employee coffee. Perhaps you would like hot chocolate? I can see the espresso might not sit too well with your current state, but at least you would be warm."
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"You're a professor? Funny, didn't know they were in such desperation that they would hire an alien." he blinked, moving closer to poke at the strange antenna-like hair ... structures... jutting out from the man's head.
Hot chocolate did sound good now, though... "I'll take you up on your offer, though, heh." he replied, trying to stifle a cough by nonchalantly resting a hand against his mouth.
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His smirk turned knowing then and he placed a hand on Marluxia's shoulder, as if he knew the delimma the student now faced.
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Turning his head, Marluxia glanced at the hand on his shoulder, then back at the professor, until finally his attention turned to the hot chocolate. He stared hopelessly at it, unwilling to give up his pride so easily. "... Um. Are there any straws available?"
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"I'm off whenever you students are. Care to meet after your last class?"
Oh he couldn't wait.
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"That sounds wonderful, Professor." he nodded, managing to sneak the bendable part of the straw into his scarf and taking a sip.
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