He grins brightly. Oh he loves when he gets to talk about what he does!
โExplosives! Or well anything that I want to really. But mostly things that go boom.โ
He sounds so excited, his hands moving quite a lot when he talks.
They smile at him, the awkwardness mostly gone, considering he's not intruding in their personal space now.
โ โ `` That's so cool โ what kind of things do you make? I haven't met an artificer in a while, they aren't the most popular. ``
โ โ `` Uhm, you're welcome. `` They say, half lost in thought โ what would he need parts for? Unless....โ โ `` Are you an artificer? ``
VII tilts their head as they await an answer, rocking back and forth on their heels slightly.
His face falls even more when they react like that and he tries to stammer out an explanation.
โWai- well technically Iโmโโ
Though he cuts himself off when he processes the rest of their sentence, the embarrassment quickly replaced by surprise.
โWait, really?โ
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[ they blink for a moment. then blink again ]
"...you're homeless?????!!!"
[ oops, they didnt mean to sound THAT excited- ]
"I MEAN... that's terrible... but- Im - IM too!!" :D
โFor my projects!โ
Sherlock responds as if it were the most obvious thing ever. When they mention being able to get him the things he needed his whole face practically lit up.
โReally? That would be awesome! Thank you so much!โ
โ๐ฑโ๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ซ๐ฉ๐ถ โข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐ค๐๐ฉโข ๐ฆ๐ฃ ๐ถ๐ฌ๐ฒ ๐ค๐ข๐ฑ ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ค๐ฅ๐ฑ
~Heya there darling, wanna play some cards?~
~Rowan Thorn, at your service~
~he/it/any pronouns, if you will~
~My age? Well now, thatโs not important is it?~
~I love cards, why donโt you play a round darling?~
His bright grin seems to dim a bit at their question and he gives a slightly awkward chuckle. Most people didnโt have the best reaction when he told them he slept outside but they seemed really nice. They definitely wouldnโt be mean about!
โOh, I was just over on that bench.โ
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[ they chuckle, visibly relaxing. They have a feeling this guy is not gonna drag them to the police. ]
"you do too!"
...
"can I ask what you're doing out here its a bit.. early...."
can also beโโ
He cuts himself off when his brain seems to register that they had asked him a second question.
โOh. Bolts, gears, scrap metal, anything useful really.โ
โYeah, Iโm fine!โ
He only leaned closer when they moved away, seemingly not noticing their discomfort.
โWaitโฆ do you have heterochromia? Iโve never seen it in person. Thatโs awesome! Did you know that itโs cause by a genetic mutation affecting the melanin in your iris? But it+
โ โ `` Are you.. sure, you almost hit your headโ `` They laugh a little, nervous.
โ โ . . . ๐ง
Their pupils looked to be... the shape of Xโs, completely unnatural, paired with heterochromia.
They leaned away.
โ โ `` Whatโre you digging for? ``
โYeah, of course!โ
He replied, completely oblivious to their worries, smiling brightly.
โThanks!โ
He pushed a few trash bags away and leaned closer towards them, trying to get a closer look at their eyes.
โHmmโฆ.โ
They let out a surprised gasp, a worried expression on their face โ it wasn't the clear in the dark, but their eyes practically glowed.
โ โ `` Are you alrightโ?! ๐ง `` VII quickly asks before giving him a nervous smile,โ โ `` Thank you, I uh... you look cool. ``
Sherlock seems to hesitate for a moment when they extend their hand. But itโs only for a few seconds before Mushโs shadow hand is met with a mechanical one.
โMushโฆ. You even have a cool name!โ
He says, shaking their hand with a bit more enthusiasm than necessary.
His head shoots up from where heโd been digging through a back plastic bag and he almost hits it against the dumpster in the process.
โHuh..?โ
Once his gaze lands on VII, his eyes widen.
โWhoa, you have cool hair!โ
โ โ Well, it certainly caught someone's attention... a teenager who looked around his age, albeit a little strange.
VII quietly approaches, watching Sherlock for a few moments before deciding to speak.
โ โ `` Uhm, excuse me? `` ๐
They're a little rusty.
โYou mustโve been really lucky then! Itโs soooo cool!โ
He says enthusiastically, adjusting the goggles on his head. At their compliment his smile seems to brighten even further.
โThank you! Iโm Sherlock.โ
๐
"...uhm.. no.. I.. found it?"
[ technically not a lie.. it kinda just appeared one day? on the market.. almost too good to be true but Mush learned to not question the Afterwards anymore ]
"I .. guess."
"uh,, thank you very much, I like your clothes" (^ ^)
His whole face practically lights up when they address him. He does look like heโs about to address the glimpse he got of their face but gets immediately distracted by the mask.
โThat mask is so cool! Did you make it yourself?โ
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[ they have a small bouquet in their hands - startling at the sudden approach of someone they yelp, almost dropping the flowers ]
"uh- oh- h hi" ๐ง
. . .
[ they quickly slide their mask on their face. even if its a tad bit late to do so ]
Heโd been sleeping on a bench, rudely being awoken when he rolled off in his sleep and face planted on the asphalt. Once he manages to find his bearings he spots someone across the street. They look pretty cool so he decides to make his way over.
โHii!โ