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`* Warlock || Dawnblade
`* Male || Exo
`* An old Light, but relatively reserved in interactions
`* Single Ship
`* More info below...
A twang of annoyance passes him, facial plates shifting to a furrowed look.
The festivities...he was thankful they were drawing to a swift close. He could do well without the false promotion of 'celebration' they brought.
With that noted, it seems the Warlock is back...
โข His words came with a nod, affirmation and a surprisingly casual tone. No annoyance, no snappiness. He seemed to be quite simmered down, for now at least.
"But I'll be waiting here if you choose to change. It's fine either way."
Ah, he was heard then, good. His optics shifted over to the door, watching as it opened to reveal the Titan.
Curiously enough, Umbra wasn't at all phased by the other's choice in clothing. Though, that would of course make him have his own doubts in his choice, too. โข
Umbra could hear, behind the steel door, the loud footsteps of the Titan. Even when he was out of his armor they were still heavy. Umbra would also hear some quiet muttering before the Titan opened the door. Dressed in a simple shirt (that looked too small) and some jeans. He>
โข "Hm." A thoughtful sound, the Warlock bringing a hand to his chin as he contemplated the other, gold optics moving over Cleatus.
"Wear what's comfortable for you, don't feel forced to match up to me. This is just what I'd typically wear for the occasion." โข
โข but rather a semi-formal outfit: a form fitting white collared shirt, black blazer, black slacks and dress shoes.
... Hopefully it wasn't too much. With vague experience on this sort of thing though, he at least wanted to aim for being overprepared rather than under.
Fair-
And right then. Well, time to see how this goes.
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It was a light sound at first, metal plated knuckles tapping against the door of the other's abode.
["I'm impressed that you agreed to this."] Noted a lighter voice, his Ghost rather chipper about the whole โขR
Oh, that works for him! He can deal with adjusting. He does it all the time. With his sparrow and life. So it's nothing new.
And, they can go now! He's just, casually sitting in his room doing nothing in the tower. Everything of his is getting repaired.
โข afair.
"Quiet." He muttered back in response, contemplating putting a bit more force into his knock should the other not respond.
As he waited,he checked himself over, making sure he was comfortable with what he chose to wear.
No fancy robes this time, โข
Well, it's not necessarily that it's uncozy in that sense. But...rather, strange to him. Unfamiliar, even. But, he'll surely get over it with time.
He won't be uncomfortable, he'll adjust no problem.
...So, when would the other like to go on this... 'date'.
Well, he could think of it as business if he needs to, although it really isn't. If it makes Umbra comfy, he doesn't mind.
The last thing he'd want is for Umbra to be uncomfy. To drive a friend off or away.