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‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝑯𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒈𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒙𝒊𝒆𝒔. The Family was already aware of the group's notorietyㅤ—ㅤand that was how HE recognized the woman. Technically, neither she nor any of the other Stellaron Hunters had broken any of Penacony's laws yetㅤ—ㅤso there really was no reason for alarm at the very moment. For now, the woman was JUST ANOTHER guest of the Sweet Dream and he would definitely treat her as such.
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWhen the woman calls out to the child however; THAT was when he would shoot her a look of CONFUSION. It was an everyday occurrence for guests to request the workers of the Reverie for assistance. Yet somehow, it seemed as if this woman wanted HIS help specifically.
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤCertainly, Miss ! I'd be GLAD to help you and your friend !ㅤ❜
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe boy speaks; giving the woman a FRIENDLY smile. Surely, nothing would come of this ! It would just be ANOTHER DAY on the job !
˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWhat would YOU and YOUR FRIEND like ?ㅤ❜
@indeliblepromise ♥'d for a starter For Misha
"Don't worry about me, okay~?" The way she speaks directly to him, her presence differing from the norm. Calm and collected, something she uses to imply comfort. The kid caught her eye quickly, perhaps too quickly. As if she were here to serve a purpose. As luck would have it, that's precisely why she's here. She doesn't approach him, but he was in-fact the one she was looking for.
Rosy pink hues make contact and she places her hands upon her hips, one quickly draping downward and relaxing limp at her side now. "I think you're exactly who I came here looking for, relax. I'm not here for anything bad."
True as it was that the Stellaron Hunters were an omen, foretelling some tragedy everywhere they went. Whether others knew that or not, Kafka certainly did. Things were certainly going to ramp up in Penacony. Not quite yet, but she needed to be here in this moment and no other. "Say, kiddo. Can I ask you for a few teensy favors?" She chuckled softly. "They're for a very dear friend of mine, I think you'll be meeting them soon."