[Luckily (or unluckily?) for Jay, Vincent isn't one to really stand people up. If he says he'll be somewhere, he usually follows through, unless there happens to be some sort of emergency, which isn't likely to happen in this case.
He doesn't make the harpy wait too long, either. Shortly after Jay's arrival, the door to the roof swings open and the shorter myth comes striding out, long hair tossed haphazardly into a messy sidebun, makeup smudged and his hands fumbling with the remaining half of a cigarette and a lighter.
Once it's lit, his eyes lift from the flame to Jay, nimble fingers rolling the item about then returning it to his pocket. He inhales deep while examining the somewhat disheveled male in front of him, lets the nicotine really fill his lungs before he rounds his lips and blows a few smoke rings. He has to admit that seeing his 'admirer' in person is totally worth playing along with that misfire text.]
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on 2017-04-12 11:43 am (UTC)He doesn't make the harpy wait too long, either. Shortly after Jay's arrival, the door to the roof swings open and the shorter myth comes striding out, long hair tossed haphazardly into a messy sidebun, makeup smudged and his hands fumbling with the remaining half of a cigarette and a lighter.
Once it's lit, his eyes lift from the flame to Jay, nimble fingers rolling the item about then returning it to his pocket. He inhales deep while examining the somewhat disheveled male in front of him, lets the nicotine really fill his lungs before he rounds his lips and blows a few smoke rings. He has to admit that seeing his 'admirer' in person is totally worth playing along with that misfire text.]
Jay, yeah?