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His voice felt like walking through the tall grass off off a rural road in an eerie town, still and quiet, but in just an unsettling enough way that the hairs rose on the back of their neck. King had heard this tone in people that their mother warned them about, to be careful around some people she had meetings with... But the feeling was less of a snake in the grass sensation that King got with those men, and more of the grass brushing their fingers around this man, a soft tickling sensation, the threat lingering, but not yet tripped upon. King could take a hint, even if they spoke without thinking often enough they could recognize when they overstepped something. And they definitely overstepped with this man by flirting as their first introduction. Damn them and their habit of speaking before they thought things through. Quickly they raised their palms up, revealing their hands to be empty, their attire too form fitting to be hiding guns. Unless you consider their toned figure to be guns, those arms could pack a punch behind them if they flexed. They at least had the decency to look embarrassed about their actions, a sheepish smile on their lips as they tried to appear non threatening, hands up and a light pink hue dusting their cheeks as they spoke.
"Just a fool who spoke withou' thinkin', after seein' a pretty face in the streets. No harm intended." They paused, then shoved their hands into their empty tight pockets before continuing, "I go by King. 'm not from around here, and I'm looking for someone to help me find my way. I got money if tha's any consolation, but if it ain't... I got stories I sup'ose?"
Their English sounded southern, like they were from the southern states like Texas or Louisiana, but they didn't carry themself like they were American, if one could even deduce such a thing within the first three minutes of speaking with someone. Their own accent on their ears felt much like an arm slung over their shoulders and being shoved forward, the lazy sort of friendliness that came with being overly casual with someone. At least, that's how it felt to them when they spoke. After speaking, they waited patiently for his reaction or response, hoping they hadn't absolutely ruined everything by opening their mouth without thinking.
