Chasing the Sun - Joining

[michael t.]

ALL I FOUND THE SPACE BETWEEN THE SPACES
STANDING IN THE NOTHING, AND TIME RECLAIMS YOU

In a show of stark contrast to Vayne, Michael didn't feel much remorse over the brief flash of hurt that passed over Hermes's face. After all, his comment had only been a one-off thing, and it wasn't as if he had meant to hurt feelings. However, one did have to admit that Hermes was dressed up rather odd, and it didn't feel weird to point that out. Hell, if someone had pointed out the bobcat's very own dazzling assortment of shining jewelry, he wouldn't have been insulted by it. After all, there was a reason why he wore them. He wanted to stand out from the crowd, and he liked the look of something shiny while doing it. If Hermes couldn't take an offhand comment like that... well, it was probably best that he hadn't met some of the more abrasive personalities throughout The Typhoon.

Instead of an apology, Michael instead chose to offer an introduction, his tail twitching behind him as be spoke, "Ah, well... welcome then, Hermes. My name's Michael Townley-Phillips, and I'm a dealer around here. So, if you've got any questions and Rox isn't around, you can feel free to come ask me." He then glanced in the direction of Harland, smiling briefly at the other's curt offer of a tour. He commented with a flick of his paw, a chuckle leaving him, "And you should definitely take Har up on that offer of a tour. There are quite a few nice views around The Typhoon's territory, besides just Harland himself." Could that comment be taken as some form of flirting with Diya's quiet sibling? Perhaps, but Michael chose not to look into it too hard. He liked feeling loose and playful at the moment, considering how down in the dumps he had been as of late.

— Reggan