04-30-2018, 12:33 AM
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☀ — and till the end you're my very best friend
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Aizawa's somewhat judging gaze was not one that went unnoticed by Pierce. However naive and gullible he may have been in the past (and may still seem), he was quite familiar with the look of disdain the stranger gave his artwork, for it was one he had gotten many times in the past, typically while up to something similar as what he was doing currently- painting someone's face, picking flowers, you name it, it had probably happened. He'd like to say that, because of that, noticing another's judgement didn't bother him anymore. Who cared what people thought, right? Oh, he wished. For, no matter how tough of a shell he grew, Pierce would probably always be the fragile little thing he really was inside. Aizawa's stare didn't really hurt, though- if anything, it just pissed him off.
When the other finished introducing himself, Pierce offered him a small nod and a smile, returning warmly, "It's nice to meet you! Do you- do you want one?" It couldn't hurt to offer, he supposed, though he already had an idea what the larger wildcat's response would be; "No."
The next person to show up was someone Pierce was already familiar with- Jacob! He liked the kid, really. He was nice, polite, and surprisingly mature and responsible for his age. He seemed knowledgable, too, which was definitely something Pierce respected. All in all, the canine was an admirable one, and he made good company. Plus, there was something familiar about him, something that drew Pierce to him more than the others. Maybe he just reminded Pierce of himself when he was younger? That was probably it. The freckled tom smiled brightly as Jacob selected a crown, and he allowed himself to take a seat."Yeah, hopefully. I had to go, like, an hour or two out to find these," he answered, picking up a crown made from red roses and observing it idly. "Maybe we could, uh, go pick some together sometime when they start growing. You could show me how you make yours! I mean, only if you’re interested, of course." Was that weird to say? They weren’t quite friends, but that would be fun, wouldn’t it? It’d be a good way to get to know the guy. But god, what if he thought he was weird? That’d be yet another person to add onto the list.
Following Jacob was another familiar figure, though at first, Pierce didn’t recognize him, and shot the younger serval a sweet smile. When it registered that the boy before him was Killua, it faltered ever so slightly but he managed to keep it on his lips. He didn’t know what it was, but there was definitely something about the kid that rubbed him the wrong way, but he had to remind himself that he was just that- a kid. An asshole of a kid, for sure, but still a kid. Who knew what he’d been through? "You already know me."
Unfortunately, that was true, but Pierce forced his little smile back onto his features. "Of course," he returned warmly, glancing down at the brightly-colored crown in his paw for only a moment before extending it toward the light-furred feline. "Do you wanna crown?" He already knew what the answer would be, but unlike some people, he knew how to behave. Kindness was a virtue he had always promised himself he’d never lose, and he intended to stay true to that promise. Even if the person he was talking to was apathetic, rude, and all around someone whose presence he really didn’t appreciate.
Finally, another stranger. This one was a lot more friendly than the first one, but that was okay. Everyone was different. Still, another more... pleasant person to balance out the other two was a welcome presence. "Nice to meet you, too, my friend!" This guy seemed nice, and he had really pretty fur, which was definitely the kind of thing Pierce would mention to a stranger. "Izuku’s a lovely name! And your fur is really pretty, too. Here, you can have one, if you want," Pierce offered, motioning toward the crowns he had layed out before him with a broad smile stretching across his lips.
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When the other finished introducing himself, Pierce offered him a small nod and a smile, returning warmly, "It's nice to meet you! Do you- do you want one?" It couldn't hurt to offer, he supposed, though he already had an idea what the larger wildcat's response would be; "No."
The next person to show up was someone Pierce was already familiar with- Jacob! He liked the kid, really. He was nice, polite, and surprisingly mature and responsible for his age. He seemed knowledgable, too, which was definitely something Pierce respected. All in all, the canine was an admirable one, and he made good company. Plus, there was something familiar about him, something that drew Pierce to him more than the others. Maybe he just reminded Pierce of himself when he was younger? That was probably it. The freckled tom smiled brightly as Jacob selected a crown, and he allowed himself to take a seat."Yeah, hopefully. I had to go, like, an hour or two out to find these," he answered, picking up a crown made from red roses and observing it idly. "Maybe we could, uh, go pick some together sometime when they start growing. You could show me how you make yours! I mean, only if you’re interested, of course." Was that weird to say? They weren’t quite friends, but that would be fun, wouldn’t it? It’d be a good way to get to know the guy. But god, what if he thought he was weird? That’d be yet another person to add onto the list.
Following Jacob was another familiar figure, though at first, Pierce didn’t recognize him, and shot the younger serval a sweet smile. When it registered that the boy before him was Killua, it faltered ever so slightly but he managed to keep it on his lips. He didn’t know what it was, but there was definitely something about the kid that rubbed him the wrong way, but he had to remind himself that he was just that- a kid. An asshole of a kid, for sure, but still a kid. Who knew what he’d been through? "You already know me."
Unfortunately, that was true, but Pierce forced his little smile back onto his features. "Of course," he returned warmly, glancing down at the brightly-colored crown in his paw for only a moment before extending it toward the light-furred feline. "Do you wanna crown?" He already knew what the answer would be, but unlike some people, he knew how to behave. Kindness was a virtue he had always promised himself he’d never lose, and he intended to stay true to that promise. Even if the person he was talking to was apathetic, rude, and all around someone whose presence he really didn’t appreciate.
Finally, another stranger. This one was a lot more friendly than the first one, but that was okay. Everyone was different. Still, another more... pleasant person to balance out the other two was a welcome presence. "Nice to meet you, too, my friend!" This guy seemed nice, and he had really pretty fur, which was definitely the kind of thing Pierce would mention to a stranger. "Izuku’s a lovely name! And your fur is really pretty, too. Here, you can have one, if you want," Pierce offered, motioning toward the crowns he had layed out before him with a broad smile stretching across his lips.
"speech"
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