#{ Muse: Kimori }
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@batbrides continued from here.
SPEAKING IN GENERAL HAD NEVER BEEN ONE OF KIMORI'S STRONG POINTS, especially since she was a naturally nonchalant person, that and the fact she was never really a people person to begin with — or rather... she stopped being a people person once her and her younger sister's mother was murdered — but that wasn't something she would ever get into, thus why she rarely interacted with others. In truth, she hadn't planned on even stopping to talk to the other, but once her eyes caught sight of those childish looking stickers, she couldn't help but stop (probably because they reminded her of the ones her sister often had placed on her notebooks).
Though it was evident that the other didn't appreciate the comment she had made just moments ago, ONCE AGAIN FALLING SILENT AS SHE WATCHED THE SHORTER'S FACIAL FEATURES SUDDENLY SHIFT INTO SOMETHING AKIN TO ANNOYANCE — a singular brow twitching into a furrow as her lips struggled to keep a smile. It was a look that she was quite familiar with, etched deep into her mind much like a burn across one's skin, something that she often affiliated with disappointment; after all... ever since her mother died, her father had begun to grow more and more distant with her (not to mention she could never live up to the standards he'd hoped for her).
IT'S ONLY FOR A MOMENT, but there was a slight aversion of sky blue irises, almost as if she regretted saying anything to begin with, yet it doesn't last long before she returns her gaze towards the other. After all, she wasn't the type to show that things bothered her.
She gives a small shake of her head finally, DOING HER BEST TO SHOW THAT SHE WASN'T INTENTIONALLY TRYING TO TALK DOWN UPON THE FEMALE'S CHOICES. Taking a moment to shove her hands deeper into her pockets before shifting all her weight onto the right side of her body. "Nah, I don't think it's childish to question others choices, but don't let me rain on your parade. Nothing wrong with stickers." What Jinx did in her space time was none of her business and it probably never would be. "Besides, my little sister likes stickers too. Just like the ones ya got on yer horns."
#{ Muse: Kimori }#{ Jinx tag pending. }#{ batbrides tag pending. }#{ I will make better tags for the both of them at some point. }#{ I still have a whole bunch of shit to do for them. }#{ I still gotta do tags for Kaiyo and such as well. }#{ But you know me... a snail. }#{ Let's see how this thread goes though! }#{ Don't mind Kimori being kinda emotionally detached though. She doesn't like to admit it or show it... but she's emotionally damaged. }
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THERE'S A SMALL SIGH THAT ESCAPES FROM HER NOSE. Though it's not like it's exactly a sigh of discontent or anything. That much was obvious, or at least she thought it was, but she knew that she had a tendency to assume that people already knew things about herself when that wasn't the case. Another sigh. Kimori had a lot of things to work on (especially when it came down to the way she interacted with others) according to her sister, but it wasn't like she really wanted to be friendly towards those that didn't give a shit about her anyway. That's just not how she worked.
And yet, SHE STILL HAD MOMENTS WHERE SHE TRIED TO MAKE CONVERSATION.
SHE PROBABLY SHOULD HAVE JUST KEPT ON WALKING AFTER MAKING HER HER HAPHAZARD APOLOGY TO THE SMALLER FEMALE AND BEEN DONE WITH THE ENTIRE THING. It probably would have been much easier in the long run anyway, but for some reason she decided to try and talk her little sister's advice for once in her life. Hurray.
"Yeah, except hers are limited edition too, hun," Kimori spoke with a rather bland tone of voice once she finally broke the silence. IF THERE WAS A LIMITED EDITION ITEM, she absolutely had to have it. If there was something considered rare, she did whatever she could to obtain it. Not to mention their dad quite literally lived for her.
"My little sister is a pretty famous idol so she tends to get limited edition stuff all the time. Be it stickers, clothes, or anything else really. Yer stickers are about as cool as hers are, sweetheart."
༌ ⠀ ݁ ⁎ ⠀ཾ ….what a WEIRD person. This reaction was unlike anything Jinx really could’ve expected. The subtle aversion of eyes, the beat of silence… it was enough to wipe the annoyance from her features and replace them with nothing but blatant curiosity. Intriguing. Jinx was (albeit it in a less than genuine way) pretty outgoing, so… she did sometimes forget that some people were simply PAINFULLY awkward in how they talked. Was that what that was??
If so, that was actually kind of cute then.
She was simply going to ignore the first comment about it not being childish to question and judge others hobbies. She wasn’t going to say that she was being a hypocrite by commenting on it originally— Jinx judged people’s shit just for funsies.
“Hmm. Little sister, huh?” Jinx really didn’t know all too much about how siblings really worked here. In some ways, she was seen as an only child. In others, every single demon out there could be seen as her sibling. Depends on how you viewed it.
“… MY stickers are totes limited edition though. So, like, not like mine. Mine are cooler.”
#{ Muse: Kimori }#{ Jinx tag pending. }#{ batbrides tag pending. }#{ Kimori's like 'wow... this person really is childish.' }#{ But it's okay because her sister is so overly enthusiastic that she gets whiplash. }#{ She'll learn to deal with her in time. }
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