Same old Deb. While he’d never tolerate teasing from the average person (and, of course, Deborah Daze wasn’t the average person), Deb’s familiar way of speaking was probably the most comforting thing about this place – and it’s not like he entirely disliked it either.

“Oh, so i’m ‘Hotshot’ now..?” 

By the sound of his voice the implication is probably: Would it kill you to call me Jinzaemon?  – but let’s be honest: guys like him don’t get endearing nicknames very often… even if the very sound of them induces sweating. 

“Yeah I’ve heard. Read some articles and stuff on my down time. The net’s wild about you, but you probably already know.”

The immediacy at which he realizes how silly that sounds makes him avert his eyes once again.

“I-I mean.. like… of course you do… you’re.. here now .. and … I doubt anyone in this room would be totally oblivious to the attention they’re getting, yeah?”

“I call them like I see them—” Deborah laughed, giving him a gentle nudge. “What? Are you mad—... or something?” 

She looked up at Jinzaemon in amusement, her playful smile unwavering. Something about his expression was just priceless; it was so much fun teasing him— Deborah felt somewhat nostalgic. 

It really has been awhile, huh?

Deborah took a step back— realizing she’d begun to invade his personal space. She didn’t want to overwhelm him; he was already quite sweaty after all. Fiddling with the hem of her sweater, Deb listened as he finished speaking.

If there were any doubts before they were immediately erased from his mind: Deborah Daze was right here in the flesh.

“R-Roller.. –?!”

Of course, who could forget the multiple times he fell flat on his ass trying to get an order from the kitchen to the customer? Jeez..

He’s faced a lot of opponents in the ring before, but none were able to fake him out quite as easily as Deborah. 

“..That’s… you’re joking. …Been boxing. With my face getting beat up constantly it.. wouldn’t be a very nice thing to show customers, y’know?”

… Not that his face after eating the pavement was any better than the one he got after his matches.

“But you’re still there, obviously. I, uh…-” Would it be weird to say he’d been keeping up, even just a little? “…was thinking of dropping by. After practice. A few times. …Never did, though, sorry.”

Bingo. Deborah had always been the teasing type. Joking, taunting, flirting—... it all came naturally to her; it was practically instinct. She couldn’t help but to feel amusement upon seeing Jinzae’s face. Now, that was the reaction she was hoping for.

“I’ve heard.” Deborah said, twirling her hair around her finger. “You’re a pretty big deal— aren’t cha, Hotshot?”

Upon hearing his last statement, she simply chuckled. Not everyone can just leave— especially not the Blood Orange’s golden child. Staff came and went, but Deborah was a constant; she never changed.

Reddish hair, freckles..

He’s seen her in the halls a few times, maybe?

Carhop. Blood Orange.

– There’s no mistaking it.

“Deda?”

Yeah just completely ignore that she offered a totally viable nickname for herself why don’t you. Also take a step back because you just realized that you addressed her and… considering who you are…-

“Um… it’s been a bit, hasn’t it…?”

… and proceed to say something silly anyway.

“Deda—...?”

No one’s called me that in a while. Flicking her hair over her shoulder, Deborah turned to look at Jinzae. Upon seeing his face, her lips couldn’t help but to curl into a smile. What were the odds?

“Your turn.”

My turn? Oh, cripes. Deborah let out a yawn, stretching her arms above her head as she twisted left and right. First impressions were usually a breeze for Deb, but it was early. Morning shift early. Deborah wasn’t exactly a morning person, so “bright eyes” and “bushy tails” didn’t come easy. Still, as a carhop, she’d manage. Perk up, buttercup. 

“Hey there~! I’m Deborah… er— Deborah Daze.” She said, giving a small wave. “You can call me Deb though— … actually, please justcall me Deb. I’m not a fan of formalities.”

Deborah paused for a moment, smiling at her peers. It was a sunny smile, giving off a sense of warmth and familiarity. It was as if she already knew them— making her introduction seem somewhat unnecessary and forced. Was this… customer service?

“I’m a carhop— by the way. I work at the Blood Orange.” Deborah gave them a small shrug. “It’s pretty far-out—… but it’s not for kids.”

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hello, hello 💖 i’m bri/brielle— i’m going to post my ic introduction after i sprite deda (which will hopefully be today or tomorrow…) !! ANYWAY, i go by she/her pronouns and run on est (eastern standard time) !! i’m pretty shy so i won’t be v active in the skype chat— but we can always talk 1-on-1 !! as for squicks/triggers… i really don’t like seeing animal gore or abuse !! 😱💦

full name: deborah daze

nickname: deb

age: 18

birth date: feb 18th

gender: female

preferred pronouns: she/her

sexual orientation: bi

religion: agnostic

occupation: carhop

status: alive

fandom: dangan ronpa

face claim: maggy (model)

relationships

parents: ????

siblings: n/a

significant other: n/a

children: n/a

physical traits

eye colour: black/dark-gray

hair colour: strawberry blonde

height: 5’4 ft/162.5 cm

body build: slender and somewhat athletic; she has decent thighs and hips.

❮ Congratulations, noble students. The 24 of you are about to embark on a journey beyond your wildest imagination, where everything that can come true, will.

…But why the hesitation? What more could you possibly be waiting for? ❯