[god damn it. he doesn't want to be perceived like this!!! there goes all of his cool cred, washed down the drain because he fell stupidly from the sky. way to go, Akira!!! what a first impression to make in a room of extremely cool people!!]
[though. . . the blase, unflappable (lmao) Joker does falter a bit in the face of that stranger's smile. there's no recognition in his features, of course-- but the slight wrinkle in his brow, the small part of his lips, speaks of something going on underneath the surface. it's a familiar-yet-not sensation, something that tugs distantly at the ethereal parts of his mind. something that rings of Fool and World and--]
[and he barely has time to really put much thought into those feelings before this EXTREMELY COOL stranger walks over to clear a bit of frosting from his suit. oh my god]
Wha--
[that gesture breaks the trance, and Akira flusters for a single moment as he lifts a hand to scrub at his soiled garb. great. perfect. he must look so lame right now]
[EVENLY, an attempt at a silly joke to save face]
Thanks. . . but I'm not sure vanilla frosting is really my color.
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[though. . . the blase, unflappable (lmao) Joker does falter a bit in the face of that stranger's smile. there's no recognition in his features, of course-- but the slight wrinkle in his brow, the small part of his lips, speaks of something going on underneath the surface. it's a familiar-yet-not sensation, something that tugs distantly at the ethereal parts of his mind. something that rings of Fool and World and--]
[and he barely has time to really put much thought into those feelings before this EXTREMELY COOL stranger walks over to clear a bit of frosting from his suit. oh my god]
Wha--
[that gesture breaks the trance, and Akira flusters for a single moment as he lifts a hand to scrub at his soiled garb. great. perfect. he must look so lame right now]
[EVENLY, an attempt at a silly joke to save face]
Thanks. . . but I'm not sure vanilla frosting is really my color.