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[pose_andsparkle]

Cancer
Tell that person you love them. You know who we're talking about. Wait! No, not him! Stop you fool!
Hide from those who mean to tickle you.
Stop being late all the time.
Stop smoking. Or start. Whichever you're not doing.

[Armstrong blinks at the strange message that appeared in his journal.\

Interesting. What does this mean?

[However

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[heavenslament]

[Either when he's having those random urges to declare affection or when he's hiding from people, Terra will be approaching as she wanders the village. After having someone break into her home uninvited, she's in need of a walk.]

[pose_andsparkle]

[Hiding Armstrong is a GO!

Seeing the smaller woman approaching, and fearing being tickled, Armstrong tries to move off the path without being conspicuous. This, obviously, fails miserably.

The only thing even close to being big enough to hide him are the trees, and there branches are low enough, that he would hit his head.

So he crouches behind a tree, but is still very visible.

He briefly ponders why he is hiding, but the URGE was too strong.]

[heavenslament]

[Terra, originally just continuing on her way, comes to a halt as she watches the man who's nearly two feet taller than her...hide? Not sure what to make of that, she's nonetheless too curious to just leave.]

Um...is something wrong?

[pose_andsparkle]

[CURSES.

Armstrong is silent for a long moment, before finally speaking.]

No, nothing is wrong.

[He looks around the tree at the smaller woman.]

Just... observing nature.

[Can you think of a less believable lie Armstrong?]

[redjacketthief]

[If you're in need of some cigarettes, a certain man in red known as Arsene Lupin III is also looking. After an unfortunate dive in the fountain ruined his hair and the package that was gifted to him by Inspector Zenigata upon his arrival, he's feeling a little irritable himself.

He still has his lighter, which he flicks alight repeatedly as he wanders into the stores and throughout town in search of a pack. He's hoping for his beloved Gitanes, but anything will do.]

[pose_andsparkle]

[What makes it worse, is that Armstrong has never smoked before, so he's having trouble dealing with the CRAVINGS.

In his search, Armstrong has actually found half a pack of cigarettes, but lacks the means to light them. He's no Roy Mustang after all. This leaves him feeling uncharacteristically irritable.

However the beautiful sound of a lighter finally reaches his ears where he had been sitting. Alex's head snaps up, and he zero's in on a familiar red-jacket figure. Salvation!]

Lupin!

[redjacketthief]

[The sound of a familiar voice draws Lupin's thoughts back to reality. A grin quickly replaces his irritable expression when he catches sight of the huge, sparkly man.]

Hey, Alex! [He waves, and trots over.]

[pose_andsparkle]

[Armstrong smiles at the red jacketed man, though it seems a bit...tense.]

Good day to you.

[He can't help but stare at the lighter. The cravings were getting worse. Alex grabs the half-pack of cigarettes he had scavenged and takes one out before offering one to Lupin.]

Can you spare a light?

[insertsparkles]

[Tamaki is in a rather strange get up today consisting of all blue clothes - a baggy blue hoodie, blue jeans hanging just below his butt, solid blue shirt underneath the hoodie, a blue bandana around his neck, and a blue hat worn to the side with the flap straightened out. His mouth is closed for the moment, but if he were to open it for any reason one could see gold shining out from his newly acquired grill. He only has one chain hanging around his neck, but the matching rings make up for the lack of bling around his neck. He also seems to have gained some brand new shoes that are void of even the smallest speck of dirt and are such a bright white that it's almost blinding to look at them. The strangest part about this is the flowers that are scattered all around his clothes - in his hat, the hoodie pockets, there even seems to be flower petals sticking out from the waist band of his pants

[pose_andsparkle]

[Armstrong can't help but stop and stare at the fair-haired youth walking towards him. STOP AND STARE.

A feeling of affection wells up inside Armstrong for this young man, who he has never met.

That is definitely not normal. Before he can stop himself Armstrong finds himself speaking.]

Good Day! Might I say I love yo-[CHANGE DIRECTION ALEX. NOW.]-ur interesting getup! And those flowers!

[Nice save!]

[insertsparkles]

[It's a tad shocking to have such a large man he's never met suddenly come up to him to express his love for his.... Clothes. Rather shocking in deed. But there no time for that right now fore there are two other matters that need urgent attention. So, first things first. It's flower time!]

It's good to hear that you are fond of my flowers, good sir. I must say that anyone of these [And, out from one of his pockets comes a small bouquet.] would be a marvelous addition to your own outfit! And if you purchase these, I will even throw [Takes out some roses.] these into the deal! [Okay, so he sounds more like a car salesman than a florist, but at the moment he doesn't really care about that little detail.]

[Instead, he takes a moment after his offer to shift uncomfortably on his feet and squirming around trying to get into a more comfortable position.] What in the world is making me so uncomfortable? [Hint: It's that ray of light shining up his butt.]

[pose_andsparkle]

[Armstrong blinks at the young man and his offers of flowers. He sounds rather like some of those vendors back in central city trying to get anyone to buy their wares.

And the mention of purchasing is a little weird considering...]

But there is no money here. I do not see how I can purchase anything.

[Armstrong raises a non-existent eyebrow.]

Perhaps something fell into your clothes? They are hanging rather loose.

((ooc; Just so you know, I Hate dislike greatly you and your Tamaki for giving me a Kyouya Muse. Who now has an account. *half-hearted glare*))

[Voice]

[asobouyo]

What's what mean?? You mean the funny notes people got??

[:C I didn't get any cool notes. So unfair.]

[Voice]

[pose_andsparkle]

Yes. I am wondering what these funny notes mean.

[Life is unfair. But maybe for the best.]

[Voice]

[asobouyo]

I didn't get any notes, either! Is it 'cause I didn't do something right?

[Voice]

[pose_andsparkle]

No I don't think that's why. It's probably just random, who gets them and who doesn't.

The first one. The one about love. I'll take it.

[mush_monarch]

[Hello there Mr. Armstrong! Peach will be coming your way now, all dressed up in pink - sweater, trousers, boots... everything!]

Good day Armstrong! How you doing?

SOLD, to the pretty lady in pink! Would you like it giftwrapped with a giant bow?

[pose_andsparkle]

[That... is a lot of pink.

Again, that weird feeling of affection wells up, but Armstrong knows Miss Peach, so apparently it's not limited to people he doesn't know.

Still it is might peculiar. Armstrong opens his mouth to greet her, but finds himself continuing on anyways.]

Good day Miss Peach! I am fine. I love y-[Stop. Right. There. Far too early in the friendship to even think about saying that. CHANGE GEARS.]-our outfit Miss Peach. It suits you quite well.

Absolutely! I want the biggest bow you can find!

[mush_monarch]

Ah, thank you Mr. Armstrong. If things here are for free, I guess it doesn't hurt to indulge into some nice clothes. [She smiles, not suspecting a thing.]

I hope you are adapting to this place well. [She knows that things can be a little bit disorienting at first, so she wants to make sure he's doing fine.]

As you wish!

[pose_andsparkle]

That is true.

[Not that Armstrong has done the smart thing and indulged in a warmer wardrobe, BUT HE IS FINE. Those muscles are very insulating.]

I think I am doing well. I have met different people and most are quite friendly! Though this thing, with the writing appearing in my journal is quite... disorienting.

[Until the event, Armstrong was settling in just fine. Of course he'll get used to events, and this isn't that bad for a first one. Just...confusing.]