text-9/2: mid afternoon - un: c.debergerac {visible to all except for allison argent}

[the_nose]

This upcoming food truck festival and movie business? Does it have any sort of dress code? I've never been to such a gathering, and I don't want to embarrass my companion by making a fool of myself.

I'm going with a friend.

[Because he's carousing with a comrade. This Is Not A Date.]

Thank you in advance for any information, or suggestions.

Comments

Audio:

[hibana_incursa]

Might be taking a shot in the dark, here? But I think the dress code is “don’t be naked because you’re in public.”

[crazy_white_girl]

Damn, there goes my plan.

[ A small snicker. ]

[hibana_incursa]

Aww. Sorry.

[ #SorryNotSorry. ]

[crazy_white_girl]

I'm kidding. I would never do that.

[hibana_incursa]

It's fine. To each their own. For all we know, Beachville doesn't have rules against it in the right setting. Pretty sure there are going to be minors at the festival, though.

Audio:

[the_nose]

[The audio response is deep, delivered with a brogue that is clipped, brusque--yet still manages to be tinged with amusement.]

Informal would have been sufficient, mademoiselle.

Re: Audio:

[hibana_incursa]

I mean, yeah, but what's the point? Other than getting right to the point.

Nah, see...it's much more fun to tease people a bit.

Re: Audio:

[the_nose]

[That gets a laugh out of him. A young woman after his own heart--and with brass to spare.]

Aye, aye--it can be. I appreciate a lady who can cut right to the point.

And who doesn't take anything too seriously.

Re: Audio:

[hibana_incursa]

There's stuff I take seriously. Drumming, for example.

[ Saving the day, for example. ]

Dance, too.

But I never pass up on the opportunity to tease someone when I come up with the dumbest thing to say.

Re: Audio:

[the_nose]

There are very few things in the world that one can say which are truly stupid. With timing, inflection, the correct words chosen, even the most idiotic of notions can be delivered and become absolute brilliance once uttered.

You just have to know what you're doing.

[crazy_white_girl]

Your companion?

[the_nose]

I am going with a friend.

[Because This Is Not A Date(TM).]

[crazy_white_girl]

A friend or a FRIEND...aka, a friend that you want to be more than?

[the_nose]

I do not have those sort of friends.

[Not with a face like his. Hence...this is not a date.

It will never be a date.]

[crazy_white_girl]

Uh huh.

Then why does it matter what you wear?

[the_nose]

Courtesy to a comrade.

[There. That's better. Comrade. It's true, after all.]

I would not cause her any embarrassment. My physical shortcomings will do plenty in that department, I'll not add to it.

[crazy_white_girl]

[ Except that she's not really buying what you're selling, dude. ]

Your physical shortcomings? Like what?

[the_nose]

[It's a couple of minutes before he responds, struggling to find the most delicate way to explain it.]

I have a form of disfigurement.

[crazy_white_girl]

Like an extra nipple or a third leg?

:P

[the_nose]

[...damn it, he's starting to like this person. A mouth after his own heart.]

Third leg, no. However, if a man's pride were centered upon his face, women would be beating down my door for satisfaction.

[crazy_white_girl]

[ Oh no, it's a slippery slope from here, Cyrano. ]

Okay, you're gonna have to give me more to go on here because my mind is starting to go places it shouldn't.

[the_nose]

[There's no answer for about three or four minutes.]

It's my nose.

[crazy_white_girl]

Okay.

I doubt it's that bad.

[the_nose]

[His response, after about five more minutes, is just a picture. The man in it has a face that's well made, might even be handsome in some ways. He has eyes that are vivid blue and so alive: sharp, intelligent...sad. Angry.

But he also has the aforementioned nose. It would suit his face if it weren't so large--and it is large. Nothing outlandish, but it's enough to be...kind of impossible to ignore.]

[crazy_white_girl]

[Well then. That is...a nose. ]

I can see what you mean about the pride and the face thing.

Does your comrade really care tho?