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[ Just once, Percival is trying to enjoy a spring day without much of a hassle. Spring being here means that he could use a wardrobe refresh, especially now that he's accumulated a good amount of money.

He turns to look at the man, frowning in recognition. ]

And it's you. Did you pick up any manners since we last met, or are you still vulgar and uncouth?

[ He just... didn't like his junk being grabbed like that ok.....

He crosses his arms, curious enough to continue engaging, at least. ]

Yes, what of it? How do you know Vane?

[ Oh true, that sure happened. Well, it wasn't like it was his fault (even if it was partially his fault) so he's not taking responsibility. ]

Excuse me? Who the hell gave you the right to talk to me like that? You should know what happened before was all involuntary. [ HMPH!!!! The snake had poisoned him, forcing him to lose control of his arm, and those events just happened to set off on their own. Otherwise, he's not the kind of person who would go around grabbing people's crotches!!!

well, maybe if there was a good enough reason to ... anyway ......... moving on

Being insulted right to his face puts him in a sour mood, and his irritation can now be seen on his face. ] He's my [ Friend???? Person that he can tolerate?? ] -- We've met a few times. I've also visited your house, but we must have missed each other.

[ And since he immediately dislikes Percy now, he mumbles: ] Probably for the better.

[ a video of this scene. ]

I will talk to you however I please, for I absolutely have every right to. Regardless, I hope you learned your lesson about touching unknown flora and fauna without being properly prepared.

[ a scolding too... he can never give out enough of those. He raises his eyebrow, not quite catching that last part, but he has a suspicion. ]

What was that? And I'm not surprised you and Vane have made each other's acquaintance. Like attracts like, after all. [ cuz they both dumb ]

[ He hasn't learned his lesson, sorry. Maybe he's refusing to learn his lesson a little, because he loves experiencing nature and will never hold back from satisfying his boundless curiosity. ]

'Like attracts like' ...? And that's supposed to mean? [ He doesn't think he's anything like Vane, not in appearances, mannerisms or personality, so he can't see what Percy could mean by that. He also has a feeling he's being insulted and he isn't going to let that slide. ]

That you're both fools, obviously.

[ He says it completely nonchalantly, because, well, giving insults comes as easily as breathing. He's already beginning to look through the racks, intent on ignoring the other man and continuing about his business, but that plan is interrupted by one of the shopkeepers running up excitedly to them both.

"Oh, yes, you're both perfect! We'll make this work! How would you guys like to make some extra money this afternoon?!" ]

[ Percy sucks. Pass it on. Maybe Vane can tolerate being so casually insulted, but Rohan's got an ego far too big and fragile to stand for any sort of slight. Though, he can agree that Vane is kind of foolish - the only makes being likened to him sting more. ]

What a funny thing to say. You should know that I was investigating that snake for the sake of gathering inspiration for my manga. If you can't understand where I'm coming from, I feel sorry for the uninspired, boring life that you lead. In fact --

[ And the shopkeepers are now running up to them and saying something? Rohan was barely paying attention. ] What? What do you all want? Leave me alone.

[ He's in the middle of insulting Percy right back, sheesh. ]

[ He laughs dryly. ] My life is full of artistic appreciation, in fact. The difference being that I support a real artist—

[ Whoa there. Before this foreplay session can get too spicy, they're being interrupted by the shopkeepers. Percival doesn't necessarily want to go back to talking to this guy, but it is annoying to get interrupted like that. ]

Hmm? [ "You two have some hot bodies, mind doing us a favor and modeling some of our stuff for a quick photoshoot? Since it's so last minute, we're willing to pay you 2000 silver. Whatdya say?!" ]

[ Sorry, he really can't pay attention to what those shopkeepers are saying. Not even the promise of 2000 silver seems to graze his ears. Rohan has a tendency to forget about everything else when he's focused on something, and right now he's focused on how much of a prick Percival is and how much he would like to see a bird poop on his head, or something to that effect. ]

Can you see that we're talking? Do I have to repeat myself? [ He's going to shoo away the persistent shopkeepers, but that doesn't seem to deter them. Finally, finally, he turns to Percival: ]

A real artist? You've never read the masterpiece that is my manga, so I'll forgive you for that ignorant statement. [ Except, not really. ] Maybe if you took a look at my work, you'll develop some actual taste and learn to stop running your mouth about things you know nothing about!

[ Finally, the shopkeepers try one last ditch attempt at getting their attention, pulling out a fat stack of $$$$$$ and shoving it at Rohan's face. ] What? What is it!

[ Whoa, now that he's broke that actually looks like a lot of money. ] Oh...

[ These are some really persistent and ballsy shopkeepers to keep trying even after both men are trying their hardest to ignore them. Damn. ]

I don't need to read your work to know that if it's anything as unrefined as its creator, I'm better off without it. Who taught you manners?! An ape?!

[ Percival doesn't really care about the money, not even after the amount is said out loud, but it gives him an idea. ]

I have a better proposal. We participate in whatever it is you want us to do, with the caveat that whoever provides the best photographs takes the full amount for both of us.

[ Calling him an ape, huh? Shitting on his manners, that Rohan carefully maintains (except, not really)? Rohan was boiling before, but now he's settled into a quiet seethe, his eyes darkening with spite and his aura -- eerily calm. It's almost like the indignation he was feeling before had completely dissolved in a manner of a second, and maybe that only makes him look even more unsettling.

A challenge is difficult for him to turn down to begin with, given his highly-competitive nature. The chance to make Percival eat his own words, as Rohan takes the win? There's no money that can buy that. ]

I accept. There's nothing I want more than to see your pitiful face as you lose, and you're forced to accept that your photographs are nothing but garbage that nobody could love.

[ He doesn't even care that much about modelling. And while he does care about fashion, he's never really judged other people for what they chose to wear. He sure wants to talk shit at Percy though. Oh, hell yes. ]

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