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Circe looks away for Glip to escape... Now hiding near Siege, I guess Circe finally let him go? "Thank you" He'd smile, as if nothing happens, probably because he can breathe through his skin (Not well, but usefull enough to keep him from being strangled-

Her tail swishes about, being an Aslan, which means...she's a lioness, basically. Arknights is weird. "Mhm."

He sat down in a booth to rest after arriving for work.

OLiver looked confused waatching the two

Glip was now out and about, scanning things, of course unsure how he actually got here is unknown, he held what looked like a receipt scanner, which made a loud beep... particularly when he scanned Wish and Mathius

"If there's something about me that's got your attention, you can say something. Rest assured, I've heard it before."

He looked over at siege, then pointed at himself "me? Oh um- I- " he cleared his throat "That your beautiful? You must have heard that" he smirked playfully ordering another beer only taking a sip

"Plenty of times, yes."

"oh, well it's true" he nodded shrugging

"How corny..." Moune said with a small laugh. "Oh to be back in France, where men write poems on the fly to impress a woman..."

Speaking of French men, here came Rook, busting through the door. "Ah yes! A truly magnificent way to impress one you have fallen deeply in-love with! A poem!"

"Roses are red, violets are blue, sacrebleu, I think I'm in love with you!" He sung.
Then he adjusted his hunter's hat and smiled, looking around the bar, a proud smile on his face of his poem, even if it wasn't even a poem to anyone and was just using it as an example.

"Well pretty sure she's not I t into me, if she was, I would flirt better"

Moune looked up at Rook, stifling a laugh.
"Ah, yes. Something like that!"

He narrowed his eyes "How about this" je cleared his throat "Thine eyes are as beautiful as a summer day, voice as soft as a angel singing, hair as soft as grass when newly grown, lips as full as the full moon on a beautiful night"

Rook gasped and held his hands out, "What a beautiful poem! Such lovely, meaningful words placed in such a perfect way.. I'm sure she shall agree, yes?" He glanced to Siege with a big grin.

He looked over at the female

"Poetry is nice and all, but I'm not one of those royals. I live by the sword and I am prepared to die by it too."

He glanced over at Glip. His first instinct is to protect his son. He had never met him before, so he simply smiled and waved. "Welcome to Trixie's!"

Glip scanned Mathius multiple times, "Huh..." He'd mutter, before putting the scanmer back in the crashed ship "Yes, hello, I am Glip, its a pleasure" He'd smile, Id say that scanner helped him at least unstand English, Its an od lil machine

He stood and nodded "I am Mathius, and this handsome chap with me is my oldest child, Wish. Can I bring you anything?"