[There's many things in Perona's world that come with a grain of salt. To any normal person, her entire world wouldn't make a lick of sense - logic and even physics sometimes just didn't work the ways they were supposed to. Even Perona herself can't believe some of the things that happen in her world.]
You can call me Perona, Mr. Xemnas.
[Quick, curt, but still with a pleasant enough smile. Perona likes this man, he's been nothing but polite thus far - he deserves to know her name, as she knows his. Moving on, however, Perona shifts the little brown bird to her lap, keeping her fingers away from his beak. Mihawk looks into the pokegear, his eyes sharp as his master tries to relax him with a few pets.]
Horohoro, no...the Mihawk I know isn't here as far as I'm aware. [And thank god, she wouldn't know how t react to that.] I think it better he stay there as well...I can't imagine he'd take to losing his weapon and his strength, and gaining a tiny animal to care for.
[The mental image itself is laughable, and Perona actually covers her mouth and looks away from her gear to giggle into her hand. Oh god, she can just imagine Mihawk with a fluffy animal rubbing against his leg...pffft!]
[What did video ever do to you?!]
Date: 2013-08-01 05:22 pm (UTC)You can call me Perona, Mr. Xemnas.
[Quick, curt, but still with a pleasant enough smile. Perona likes this man, he's been nothing but polite thus far - he deserves to know her name, as she knows his. Moving on, however, Perona shifts the little brown bird to her lap, keeping her fingers away from his beak. Mihawk looks into the pokegear, his eyes sharp as his master tries to relax him with a few pets.]
Horohoro, no...the Mihawk I know isn't here as far as I'm aware. [And thank god, she wouldn't know how t react to that.] I think it better he stay there as well...I can't imagine he'd take to losing his weapon and his strength, and gaining a tiny animal to care for.
[The mental image itself is laughable, and Perona actually covers her mouth and looks away from her gear to giggle into her hand. Oh god, she can just imagine Mihawk with a fluffy animal rubbing against his leg...pffft!]