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next performance for free. "
Sliding over a now signed poster and a promotional ticket code.
" Take care now. "
Baby ? She's bold for starting the conversation with a term of endearment.
Baby lifts his head up to meet his next fan, pen poised over some printed (special edition) posters, brows furrowing as her hushed words are far from the expected greeting.
" Um - "
There's an awkward pause, as the Solo artist tries to make sense of her words, before --
eventually chalking it up to some kind of vague flirtation. " I'm flattered, but not really looking for anything romantic right now. " A slow let down, unaware of just how deeply rooted their connection is in the first place. " Here, if you bring a friend two can get into my --
@MadeATinyHat Something is telling him to go into the cafe, that feeling refusing to let up until the door is pushed open and Baby lingers by the counter, vaguely glancing over various rustic chalkboard menus - yet he can't shake it.
Is it someone else ?
@MadeATinyHat The sensation ebbs and flows, back and forth like a wave, until Baby finally gets within walking distance of a cafe. One foot Infront of the other, following something he doesn't understand but can't ignore... Turning up at the cafe entrance, a hand paused on the 'push' --
@MadeATinyHat "..."
There it is again.
The former Demon finds himself whirling round on his heels, an arm extended, reaching for something that isn't there. A veil of sorts preventing the contact - the Honmoon.
himself, his second chance... And has since debuted as a Solo artist. He's not run into Huntr/x since that night, surely that wouldn't change at his latest fan event, right ? Pfft.
[ @Zoeyhntx ]
Renewal, redemption. It seemed impossible for someone like Baby, after all those years spent in the service or Gwi-Ma. But... When the mighty demon lord was destroyed, all connection , all agreements with him... Were cut off. Completely severed, Baby was given --
light sticks and discarded food trays.
Aimlessly wandering, unsure how he got here, trying so hard to produce a memory from nothing.
To no avail, until a kind soul eventually directs him to a hotel.
A year on, and little by little Baby has started building a life for +-