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[sixwayheart]

[Action // Written]

[When Heart isn't busy doing other things such as stalking doting on Lilly or breaking into Red's house or whatever, he preferred hang-out spot has become Kat's Kradle, mostly so that she can oogle be around the very handsome... manager. She's too shy to actually strike up conversation, of course. But... Um. She should do something to repay how often she comes here, right?

Like right now, she's sitting in here with coffee but looking otherwise awkward. Ever since she came here with Kiyo, that is. ...Um. Thinking about Kiyo gives her some of mode 4's balls, and thus she opens her journal and pens in the following:]

Does anyone know a gift which is appropriate good pre- thank you gift for a hand- nic- helpful olde- gentleman?

[She sighs. That was hard. She looks at her coffee after she finishes writing that, somewhat flustered in spite of herself. Anyone is free to respond to that or run into her in KK, of course. Users or non-users. There is a chance you might end up on someone else's file though I want more people like that sob]

Comments

[Written]

[hageshii]

No need kiddo. You don't have to get me anything at all.

1/2

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[Three taps on the paper with the pen]

[Written]

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[And then in a script far less hesitant the above but far more messy-] Who said anything about you?

[Voice]

[vulcanblazer.livejournal.com]

A thank you gift, huh? I dunno... Who are you looking to get it for, if you don't mind my asking?

1/2

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[Heart starts at when it's voice! Fortunately, as it's Adell, she shifts to a merger between mode 2 and mode 3 so the freakout isn't fatal-]

[Voice]

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[Thus she leans in closer to the journal-] Shh! Shh. He's in the room here somewhere.

[feline-nonsense.livejournal.com]

A kettle of fish never did a body any harm... not unless you want it too, anyhow.

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[Just to clarify before I go further- voice, action, probably not written? Either way Heart's initial response is a blink and a vocal-] What.

[written]

[herotypical]

[Well. This could be awkward. Buffy might have been avoiding Heart since the robot revelation--or maybe she was just avoiding everyone because of the experiment. It's hard to say.

But in a looped, girlish hand:] Looking for something for a special someone kind of gentleman?

[written]

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[...!! It's Buffy, for a moment Heart is excited (mostly because she didn't see anything wrong with how things ended up with Spike) Bu then mode 2 compensates with mode four and-] Well, Buff, I- not like- I dunno about that, but I mean it's maybe he's a nice guy?

[Voice]

[tintobrat.livejournal.com]

[Just a sigh of relief over here. It looked like maybe Heart had found someone else. Thank the Runes.]

[Voice]

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

Oh! Lilly~ That's the sound of your breathing isn't it? [Yes, she memorized the breathing pace]

[Voice]

[hotheadedidiot]

A gift? Hmm, well... [Give him a moment, he's thinking...]

[Voice]

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[FFFFFF It's Stahn she blushes a little and tries to muster up the will to tell him that Hanekoma is in the room but somehow the words don't form at all]

[voice]

[emp3thy]

[he more specializes in gifts for teenage girls, but...]

Maybe a food basket. Fruit and baked goods.

[voice]

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[FFFF More voice- but now this is a voice she doesn't recognize. Processing... pro- putting him into undefined, so he gets a bland personality. But as they're talking about Hanekoma, mode 2 takes priority]

Um- Cou-could you please go to written?

[Written]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

Who's the lucky guy?

[Written]

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

Um. [...A squiggle as mode four state to kick in-] He's the guy from Kat's Kradle. Mr. Hanekoma.

[nattocat.livejournal.com]

[ Hanekoma, being Hanekoma, is just chilling out by the counter with a cup of coffee. He throws a glance around the cafe every now and then, and his eyes keep landing on Heart -- he can tell something is up, what with the way the girl never seems to meet his eyes and how she's fussing over her book. He's content with the theory that she's just as painfully shy around everyone else, and probably just here for the coffee and the quiet. Because he's oblivious like that.

Well! Not gonna pry, but just strolling on over to say hello can't hurt, yeah? So that's what he'll do. 'Sup Heart, there's an ogle-able manager coming up behind you. ]

Hey, sister. Need anything?

1/? also sorry for springing this on you I had the idea

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD he's coming closer-]

2/? and it was glorious-

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[Bluuush. Um. She shuts the book like she's just been arrested or something and then looks down at the table and... pushes her fingers together. But it's rude not to say anything, right?! She... needs to-!!] Umm. Well...

3/? So yeah. Hilarious

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

Well. Um- I think I wo-would like- Um. [...Oh God that stubble is so attractive when she tried to look - LOOK AWAY...]

4/4

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

J-just some... coffee... for now. Pl-Please. [/defeated]

[justicereigns]

Cigars.

Depends on the guy.

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[...Hm-] Yeah I guess you're right.