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@saxophone-under-the-moon from here
"Would you believe me that I know the guy behind the bar?" Rust asked. "He's one of my dad's friends. He's like an uncle to me."
"Yo Al, get my pal a new draft beer!" He calls over with a tap on the counter.
"On it, Rust!" A bartender named Al answers and goes to do that.
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⭐️ (for Iori and Bass.)
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For each “⭐️” I get, I’ll write a headcanon about our muses.
Whenever Bass gets too annoying Iori just reminds him Bass has never actually appeared in a fighting game while his "little brother" Zero has been an S tier in like, five.
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"The sooner you clean wounds, the lesser the odds of an infection. Now would you kindly stop moving so much and we'll be done with this faster, yeah?" Lilly huffed as she patted the warm cloth carefully on the redhead's face and torso. She at least thought she could handle the brutes trying to make a scene by her laundromat on her own, evident by the teal bo staff resting on the ground by her feet... But before she could get overwhelmed, he showed up and took care of them. Took quite the beating in the process, too. It's the least she could do in the moment... Or the least he would somewhat let her do.
"It's either I clean this all off so we can both go on our merry way, or I call 911. Your choice, mate." With Iori constantly swatting and moving, she bit her lower lip. A familiar sense of frustration built up, enough for her to puff her cheeks and clench the cloth tighter in her grasp. "Goodness me.... I won't be surprised if Billy picked this wonky attitude from you."
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Lilly was not really all that surprised, she was fully aware she was rather short. But she could not help it but notice through Iori's menacing glare there was also a tiny, satisfied spark. "...Well you seem proud, aren't you."
Lily watched him heading to the door, baffled. No warning from her dear brother could've prepared her for his attitude. At first she thought maybe he was exaggerating, after all Billy was a bit of a dramatic one at times, But... This time he was not wrong. In fact he was right on the money. Maybe even understated.
"...Is this really the type of people Billy used to hang with...? Goodness, Maybe we should've stayed in the UK after all." She murmured quietly to herself under her breath and shook her head before forcing a sheepish smile and bowing her head.
"Th-Thank you, sir! It'll be ready tomorrow right after afternoon tea, b-by four o'clock."
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(saxophone-under-the-moon) "Stop gawking."
"S-Sorry! I-I mean, I work here. It's rude to not look customers in the eyes...!" Lily shook her head, back hunching a little as she tried to fight the urge to kneel behind the counter until they went away. Billy was right about "the man with strange red haircut," he truly was as intimidating as he described...
"You're here to get your clothes dry-cleaned, right? I-If you could please hand them over and take this ticket... They-- They'll be ready by tomorrow."
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Upon feeling the tap upon his broad shoulder, Iori quickly spun and grabbed the wrist of the red-haired stranger. His large hand was just about ready to crush bone, and he was giving his most intense glare yet.
It just has been a friendly touch, nothing that could come out as aggressive. It was best manner for expressing his presence without bring some kind of confusion or whatever misunderstanding … well, this was how usually things goes. He didn’t seem friendly in return towards how he interpreted his gesture. ❝ Not loving strangers, isn’t it ? ❞ He couldn’t pretend been pleased by the pressure of his hands --- nevertheless, as a high school student, appearance needed to remain he was a complete innocent and harmless boy, not some decades sadistic kitsune that killed so many demons. Violence answering to violence would be something he would do in last resort, in which he showed gentleness regardless intense glare he received in return. ❝ It wasn’t harmful, that little tap of your shoulder. ❞
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"A team of three, huh? Interesting..."0
Bass didn't concern himself with combat sports. Watching some weak humans punch each other without energy blasts or copy abilities didn't exactly sound like a good time. But rumors were the King of Fighters tournaments were host some real freaks, demons, aliens, psychics, kill satellites, now that he could make time for.
"I don't need the help, but I guess Piano and Treble could use some exercise..."
