✽❀ GARDENTASTA ❀ ✽

[gayformaster]

Who: Everyone and anyone! Yes, everyone is invited!
What: The ❀ GARDENTASTA ❀! Aka, a giant costume party for everyone!
When: August 12th! Yes, this is being posted in advance.
Where: The gardens attached to the labs in the bottom of the ship!
Warnings: If any threads go above PG-13, please warn about this in the subject line! The basic party

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Re: Jasmine | open

[plaidmanskirt]

[ Oh. It's that girl he pretty much scared to death over the communicator when he first arrived here. Now that things are really chilled down, there some part of him that wants to.. apologize. Or something. He's not really dressed up in anything in particular. Just formal Scottish wear. You know, the kilt, suit blazer, etc. Something nice but unusual.
For whatever reason, he's kind of hesitant, probably cause he feels kind of insecure. Thankfully, though, this was before he found the bar. Before it. So he's not smelling like whisky or anything.. yet.
Clearing his throat, he taps her on the shoulder. ]

Oi. Jasmine, was it?

[orangemineral]

[ She turns around quickly, confusion on her face for a few seconds and a few seconds only before it vanishes and she smiles slightly. ] Y-yeah, that's right! I'm sorry, I never caught your name...

[plaidmanskirt]

[ He adverts his eyes from her before ducking his head, surprisingly taking on this.. odd, but almost bashful nature. God, he hated apologizing, and he wasn't even sure what triggered him to want to apologize to this girl. Maybe it's because she seemed so sweet in comparison to the rest of the people he had talked to.. and actually wanted to help.
In any case, he grumbles, disliking these sort of feelings stirring up inside of him. Feeling of regret.. or whatever.
He also was abit socially inept, so this made things awkward too. How to do this.. ]

Ahhh.. och. I just wanted tae--- [ hand gestures here showing he can't find the word ] ye ken.. when.. [ a low growl ]

Oi. I mean, just. Sorry aboot that with the ... thing. Guide. Thing. When I got 'ere.

[ yeah. Hard part over, he feels slightly better. The ginger clears his throat. ]

--M'name's Scotland, by the way.

[orangemineral]

[ There's a few seconds where she tries to figure why in the world he is apologizing. As far as she can recall, he didn't really do anything wrong. Sure, he was loud, but she wrote that off as part of his personality and left it at that.

Regardless, she smiles a little brighter and shakes her head. ] ... There's, um, no need to apologize... I understand. It can be overwhelming sometimes to, ah... hear all the news at once.

[ Another slight pause. ] Have you been adjusting, Scotland?

[plaidmanskirt]

O, well, in that case-- I take me apolly back.
[ He says, half joking, half serious. It's hard to tell, though, cause his face is pretty dead pan. He sniffs the air slightly. ]

I'uv been adjusting right canny, me thinks. I moved meself in with Iceland. 'e was gracious enough tae let me stey in 'is bigger apartment.

[ There's a little smirk. By gracious, he means Iceland only protested by yelling and insulting him and not by physically attempting to throw him out.
But Jasmine doesn't need to know they both kind of hate each other. ]

[orangemineral]

[ Yeah, Jasmine would sad-face a little about that, so it's really not necessary to tell her that bit of information. She'll just have her own slightly-skewed fantasy. ] R-really? That's nice of him to offer...! I'm glad he was willing to help.