Very well, then I dub you Demyxtonshire the Ninth, Esquire. Now you're officially fancy. [And that, as they say, is that.
[Oh, he knows that look, and frankly Axel has never managed to determine whether he likes that look or if it just scares the crap out of him. For now he will settle for a definite U N S U R E and reaches out to poke Demyx (gently) between the eyes.]
Right, we're professional meddlers, but the trick is to be stealthy about it. That's all I meant. [He taps that spot between Demyxtonshire's eyes twice, then lifts his hand back to his own face to tug at his chin in thought.] It's really not a bad idea, talking to that neighbor lady... but we'd have to be discreet about it. [He grins fiendishly down at him.] Anything stupid but awesome coming to mind?
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[Oh, he knows that look, and frankly Axel has never managed to determine whether he likes that look or if it just scares the crap out of him. For now he will settle for a definite U N S U R E and reaches out to poke Demyx (gently) between the eyes.]
Right, we're professional meddlers, but the trick is to be stealthy about it. That's all I meant. [He taps that spot between Demyxtonshire's eyes twice, then lifts his hand back to his own face to tug at his chin in thought.] It's really not a bad idea, talking to that neighbor lady... but we'd have to be discreet about it. [He grins fiendishly down at him.] Anything stupid but awesome coming to mind?