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"I could see us being friends. You seem like a wonderful person. And the way you dress is quite pretty. I'm not sure if our worlds will ever align. But if they do, lets plan something sometime!"

"What a beautiful creature," Rosilett raised her soft pale hands to rub away the mildew that had began to set from her slumber. There was a glow about this fairy-like being that drew her deepest curiosities in. "I'd love to befriend such a wonderous fawn, maybe we'd be able to have joyful talks and lovely midnight strolls," She cooed, a small smile impressioning her lips as she watched the little lady before her in awe.

He sat before her wagging his tail and offered the girl his paw.

(Cris and Reyn, 2nd page - Kids)

Cris had barely the time to register what was going on and call out "REYN NO--"

But it was too late. Her over-energetic, hyperactive two years old had already _leaped_ to hug Thor's neck, and his fluffy fox tail was wagging just as happilhy as the Mailonis's. "Doggo!!!" he cried out happily, pet-petting Thor's head.

"REYN NO DOGS DON'T LIKE THAT HE MIGHT EAT YOU-"

If she had talked to the wall, the wall would have probably listened more.

Then again... she couldn't blame Reyn. If she hadn't been overwhelmed with concern that her vulpine kid didn't get himself *eaten*, if she had been on her own, she'd have found Thor adorable too.

(FRIEND)

Niko looked at the woman in the kitsune mask and the small humanoid fox pup. Luka, his 7 year old son, had already ran over to Reyn and offered his toy plastic plane to the other boy.

"Luka! Be gentle with him. He is smaller than you," he shouted to his son who wasn't even listening. The man sighed and looked back at Cris. She seemed nice but distant. That was fine with him. If she had been by herself, he would say pass with a chance of a simple conversation.

However, Luka looked like he made himself a new friend. For his son's sake, Niko was willing to befriend Cris. "It seems that my boy wants to be friends with your boy. Let's have a play date one day if you want."

Gear Master puts a hand on her chin before shrugging, cracking open a Bloxy Cola. "I ain't dating, and I'm sure as heck ain't passin', lol! Friend!"

"I am not sure we are interested in the same things. I politely PASS."

PASS

"That strength. That beauty. I'd love to take you out to dinner."

Date

"Friend. It seems like you and I have a lot in common. Maybe date, but I'm kind of on the fence about that, as I'm not really looking for a deep relationship."

"I believe I treated you once. You were a stellar patient, but I must pass as it would create a conflict of interest"

Jake smiled. "Surely we could be friends, I don't see anything wrong with hanging out if we had some common interest."

“I could see us being pretty good friends cause you seem like a pretty chill dude. We seem like we could get along. Though I wouldn’t be opposed to a date either.

Alora stared at the young man in front of her and hummed under her breath. When she was asked to play this game, she didn’t believe it would be so direct. He wasn’t her type when it came to looks, as she wasn’t into men so much shorter than her, but he seemed sweet. Her brows furrowed. Even if he was sweet, he was far too different than her. She had a feeling he wouldn’t appreciate her lifestyle all that much.

“Apologies, but I’m going to pass,” she stated. Her voice was gentle. “It’s nothing against you, baby. However I think we are too different to be friends. Or date.”

[ PASS ]

He would be a fool if he passed on the beautiful lady in front of him. She seemed like a problem solver more than a problem maker. Niko was intrigued to say the least. And when he was curious about a person, he wanted to disassemble them and see how they ticked. Metaphorically, of course. He wasn't some ax crazy psycho. A date or two wouldn't hurt him.

"Your smile shines brighter than the golden domes of Tbilisi. Would you like to dine sometime with me? If my height throws you off, I can wear heels if you like."

Date

"Hmm ... I don't trust anyone I just meet, so I'll pass.
I need more proof you can be trusted first."

"You and me, piccola volpe (little fox), are not a real match anyway. You can't trust a stranger, and while you shouldn't in general, there's just things you don't say."

Pass.

Alora blanched at the thing in front of her. It didn’t look exactly like the werewolves she was used to, but it wasn’t human. Her nose curled up and the cold weight of her gun felt heavy on her waist. In seconds, her hand snapped to the weapon at her side and flung it up, the barrel pointed directly at the young creature. Her finger hesitated on the trigger.

If she let this thing live, she’d let her entire family down. The Pershick Household knew better than to let anything supernatural live. Monsters, they were, all of them were monsters. This girl—thing—was no different.

“I think my answer is quite obvious,” she stated, “but of course, a bullet passing through your brain might be easier for a mutt like you to understand.”

[ PASS ]

A grin stretched across the beautiful, yet battle-hardened face of the Space Marine. The Astartes straightened his posture before addressing the woman before him

"You bring to my remembrance one of the Battle Sisters. The Adeptas Sororitas are another arm of the Emperor's might, and I see the deep-seated strength in you. I would gladly take up arms alongside you. May the Emperor's light guide you, and the strength of Sanguinus be with you"

Friend