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I can definitely still say this place is much better than Lawndale. Take that for what that's worth.

[She took a bite of the meat, and then another. Then another.]

I just know it took you a few sweet talks to even get me here.

[This food was good, she was going to keep eating it.]

I'm a sweet talker.

[ Erron sat down next to Daria, his own meal in front of him. He reached up and took his hat off, setting it in front of him. Then he reached up again to put his hands behind his head.

A moment later, his mask was off in his hand and he was rubbing his chin. Sure he didn't really need to eat, but he enjoyed it. Plus there's something satisfying about eating your own prey. ]

[Daria almost made another remark about that sweet talking thing he was so skilled at when Erron removed his mask.

She...had never seen that mask off.

Huh.]

Oh wow, you have a face under there. That's good to know.

[ Erron frowns. He's got a bit of stubble and there's a difference between the tanned and covered areas but he's not terrible looking. In fact, he thinks he's pretty great looking. ]

'Course I got a face.

[ He looks up at Daria, eyebrow raised questioningly. ]

What kind of freak do ya taking me for?

[~~Fairly good looking, not that Daria was looking. Nope.~~ Daria simply shrugged. She remembered how everyone acted when she got contacts and shocked literally everyone.]

Just never saw you with that off is all.

[She said that in a way that suggested that it was a pretty cool thing.]

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[ ~~He is Kotal Kahn's stripper cowboy, of course he looks good even with the mask off.~~ He'll just start slicing his bread now, thank you. ]

Eh.

[ He makes himself a sandwich and takes a bite out of it. ]

Can't eat with the thing on. They ain't like your glasses.

Except I'd be without a different, but also crucial, human sense.

[She took another bite, and thank you, sir.]

I tried the contacts thing, decided against it.

{ Give Erron a minute as he squints at you, he's just trying to figure out how you'd look without them.

After a moment, he seems satisfied so he's just gonna straight back to his sandwich. ]

[Daria squinted back, and when he returned to his sandwich.

She removed her glasses.

So whenever Erron looked again, poof. Gone.]

[ Oh, well.. her eyes seemed... smaller? When Erron looks up, he tilts his head. Not like it was a bad thing. ]

What is this, honesty hour? Am I gonna have to take off my shirt next?

[~~Not that she could see.~~ Daria didn't expect really all that much from that little social experiment, she put back on her glasses and sighed. Just like all the others, they just get so confused at Daria without her glasses. Not that she wanted to be vain just now, or fill a different kind of curiosity. Not at all.]

Unless if you have the uncanny desire for third degree burns, I can trust there's nothing dishonest under all of those clothes.

Edited 2015-07-20 03:46 (UTC)

Nope, just the chest of a man who has seen too much.

[ said in all seriousness as he takes another bite of his sandwich. ]

And a chest that won't have an intense sunburn, hopefully.

[She just finished eating her food, and was...really satisfied with it.]

[ Erron's just finishing up, he's enjoying it. Plus he'll let Daria enjoy his face, it's not like she enjoyed it often because his mask is very useful. Especially if you're an outlaw. ]

Edited 2015-07-20 06:48 (UTC)

[And she got that, she didn't mind it for that very reason. ~~Although, that face.~~]

Well I have to hand it to you, if I ever ate meat I saw get killed and then cooked almost right after, I would say that was probably the best I had. All in all, a great day.

[ Colour Erron shocked. He raises his eyebrow again in her direction. Part of him wanted to say that it was sarcasm speaking on Daria's part but... he could believe that it wasn't either. Especially with the way she ate everything and kept it down. ]

It's a thing for your journal. Not like you got hurt either.

[ He's gonna ignore the fact that he was the one who got hurt here. ]

I did tell you this place was better than Lawndale.

[So yeah, it was...actually genuine. Also, she ignored it because he was sure he wanted to forget that even happened. Male ego and all.]

Despite my wording earlier, it still means I can stand to be here more than in my own house and especially my high school.

[She got out said journal and she flipped through it, she wrote a good twenty or so pages. Oh wow.]

I can safely say this place was a good inspiration for writing a new short story.

[ He looks so self satisfied at this point, like a contented cat. Yeaaaaaah boy, those 20 pages were his influence. Excellent. Does wonders for man's ego. ]

Good to hear it.

[ Erron picks up his mask and starts dusting off. ]

Any last requests?

[Daria might let him read it...on the next armageddon. She writes usually very graphic and bloody stuff anyway, so more of it in her surroundings the better.

She looked to the side, toward the town. Then toward the desert.

She couldn't believe she was saying this but:]

I think after another twenty pages, I might come up with how my protagonist lives after being shot three times in the stomach.

Uhm...Surprise me.

Has anyone told you that you look good with or without glasses on?

[Erron, you...you jerk.

Daria stared blankly back at the town. She didn't move, and she could've sworn she breathed a little slower. She was hard to flatter, and yet, well.

She didn't know whether to be angry or stay quiet.

Well, you asked him to surprise you, Miss Morgendorffer. That was a surprising thing to say. Better give the jerk some credit, he took words literally. That was a stupid thing to say, don't fall for it. You know the kind of guy he is. But you've done a really good job staying away and making friends with someone you shouldn't. Too late now.

Who's the stupid one now?

Thinking that way, she found it hard to believe those kind of words. Then what? Should she really be angry?

She stayed completely quiet.]

[ Erron stayed silent too, matching her silence with his own. ]

Did... that not work?

[ he ventures, after a long moment of just looking at Daria. Usually that worked. ]

[Why would he ever say that anyway? Should I say anything back? Is there anything I could say without making me seem like a nitwit?

Like I'm not already?

She was stuck with those thoughts for a while and she wishes she could just rip her heart right out because it would maybe make this seem just a little bit less like hell.

She opened her mouth.]

Uhm...thank you.

[Y-yeah.]

Oh c'mon, that was good. But whatever.

[ Water off a duck's back. Erron's gonna shrug and start hooking his mask back up onto his face. ]

[Wow if Daria could ever say that she disliked herself...

She already tried her best to have people dislike her but now she was just feeling pretty awful.

She didn't know how to react and be mad. She didn't know how to give Erron the benefit of the doubt. Looks never mattered to her, none of that sappy shit ever did.

The teenager-side of her was screaming and her Daria senses wanted her to let it roll off and not let see the light of day.]

For the record, no one had.

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