( Shealtiel is on his break. It's not like he needs to eat, but he enjoys doing so, and so he's taken the time to sit down at the outdoor bench of a food cart named Hyper Michael Chicken. He's in full police uniform, his new ranked badge and all, so he expects not to be spoken to. Not only is he eating, but it seems like most people, youkai or fellow lost souls, don't really enjoy speaking to cops for some reason. So, it's a time to relax, to enjoy chicken, to self reflect...
But he's halfway through a bite of his HMC sandwich when he's asked the most bizarre question of his life. Or, at least one of the most bizarre ones.
He pauses, swallowing the too-large bite and blinking up at the stranger who's stopped by. )
wildcard of the century xoxo
But he's halfway through a bite of his HMC sandwich when he's asked the most bizarre question of his life. Or, at least one of the most bizarre ones.
He pauses, swallowing the too-large bite and blinking up at the stranger who's stopped by. )
You want me to what?