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Autolycus rolls a coin across his knuckles, blue eyes observing for a moment before he flashes a smile "unfortunately seems Ill have to pass on this one, I'd love to be friends don't get me wrong but I have a feeling Im the exact type of man you hate most" he says with a chuckle.

Catching the coin between his fingers he backs away "Though if you decide to change your mind, my doors are always open" he adds with a wink, his usual smug grin plastered all over his face.

Hazel eyes locking on to blue ones, it didn't take a genius to see just how different the pair were. One tall, stoic, and presenting the ever bored expression that seemed to be a permanent feature. The other confident, relaxed, and beaming with charisma that most would only be able to dream of.

If he were being honest, Autolycus was the type a man he'd often dislike. Yet, standing there, Faron couldn't help but feel like there was more to the strange man.

"I can't believe I'm saying this.... but maybe we could get to know each-other?"

{Friends possibly?}

Mmmmmmm, very curious about you.

Perhaps we shall be friends to start.

hmm... fascinating...sadly, I don't date my own patients (The supernatural ones)... but maybe we could hang out at a loacl wine tasting festival?

/Friend./

Friend. <.>

There isn't much to go off of personality or traits wise and we exist universes apart, the natural conclusion thus is to pass.

"A relentless, loyal warrior and an intellectual leader. These are the qualities I deeply respect in a man. I'm a warrior myself, and I believe we could find common ground. And not only that, if fate doesn't place us on opposing sides, I might even see you as a potential partner...who knows."

"beautiful and strong in more ways than one... An ideal woman for many, including myself" He says, flashing that iconic grin. With a flick of his wrist the coin between his fingers turns into a beautiful blue rose which he holds out in offering.

"Very strict moral compass but I can work with that, I think our beliefs align, even if our methods do not, as such my doors are open to you if you find yourself lost in my charms" He says with a wink, turning alittle more serious but keeping up the playful flirtation.

[Date]

"I am inclined to politely PASS, sir. But, I hope you get your date."

PASS, kindly.

"If I didn't have my heart entangled with Liu Tran, I would consider trying to date you. But you are clearly way above my class. Still.... Maybe we could be friends?"

He lifted his eyes upon the man with the mustache. He looked down and using sign language he simply said

"I mean no disrespect, but I must pass. Nothing but blessings upon you. Be well."

"Hmmm... " he looks over the elf, concluding him to be deaf... luckily, being an almost millenia year old, he knew sign language quite well and would proceed to sign the word...

//DATE//

Friends...

Elyria sat cross-legged on the edge of a chair, azure cape tossed carelessly over the back, one hand twirling a strand of her jet-black hair as she stared at the woman in front of her.

"Okay, okay!" Elyria said, grinning, her voice teasing. "Friend, Date, or Pass? Really? Who even came up with this game? Sounds like something Sissel would drag me into after two glasses of cider."

Elyria looked her up and down with zero shame, tapping her chin. "You’re tall. I mean, really tall. You’ve got this whole... shadow queen vibe. Pretty, don’t get me wrong! But definitely the kind of woman who'd hand me a glass of wine and then throw a dagger through a guy's throat five minutes later."

She paused, then puffed out her cheeks dramatically. “But you're also totally not my type, sorry. I like men. Especially the kind who can keep up with me in a fight and still help braid my hair afterward.” Then Elyria waved a gloved finger briefly. “Nope. Not date.”

Then her tone softened a little. “But you’re not someone I’d pass on either. I don’t trust easy, and you? You’re dangerous. But not in a bad way, I think. You hate arrogant men, you’ve probably got scars you don’t show, yet you’re still standing like the world hasn’t broken you, that is very admirable.”

She smiled—genuinely now.
“I’ve got a thing for strong women,” she said. “Not like that, duh—” she made a goofy face and stuck out her tongue, “—but I respect it. So yeah. Friend. But like... friend with a ‘try not to murder anyone’ clause, cool?”

Elyria stood and stretched with a satisfied groan. “Phew. Okay. Next victim—I mean, contestant! Who’s brave enough to step up?”

Denver watches the curvaceous cutie with purple eyes do her workout dance with her weaponry while wearing lingerie and enjoys the show.

"I'd likely go out on a date with you if you were even remotely interested in an average human like me, but I think you're noble blood and standing would preclude that happening. Still ... I wouldn't mind being friends with you just so I can watch you work out with your swords."

"Being I'm your older sister, 'dating' is out of the question, but I do feel we are friends in that 'somewhat close but not that close' sibling way. So Denny, you want to meet, mom, me, and maybe Annika if she isn't too busy at the West 5 for lunch? Mom and I will be there at 12:30pm. Love you brother.

"I'd definitely go out on a date with you Brooklyn! Wouldn't we look good together?"

Alora’s nails clicked against the table, drumming in a similar rhythm to the song ‘The French Library’ by Franz Gordon. It had been stuck on her mind on repeat lately. However, she had a gut feeling that the man in front of her didn’t care that much about instrumental music, much less piano. He didn’t look like the type. If she had to guess his occupation based on his appearance alone, she’d say he was a random tech guy who worked a normal nine-to-five.

So in other words, stereotypical.

“Pass,” she hummed and a small smile toyed at the edge of her lips. “It’s nothing against you, baby. I’m just afraid you aren’t my type. You’re far too… quiet in life. One glimpse of my work and you might just topple over from a heart attack.”

She couldn’t blame him for that. Not many people believed her in the first place when she told them what she did for a living. Hunting vampires and werewolves? He would never believe such a thing! But that was a good thing, it kept people’s noses out of her business. Sliding from the table, she flipped her hair over her shoulder. “I hope you have a wonderful day. Hopefully you find a good friend or partner.”

— PASS —

He hummed along with her song and he smiled afterwards :"I wouldn't mind being friends with you"

"I can imagine myself going out on a date with you, but I'm too shy to ask, so it is another fantasy in my mind."