Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-121.208.115.13-20150906104828/@comment-3991308-20151112092919

"Apparently so," Icarus said with a nod, thinking of the pets he knew. Catullus was an absolute dork, resembling the physician he knew so well. His cousin's pigeon, on the other hand, was nothing like Avian. "A pretty girl with a cute cat. I can see how you'll get to that idea."

Calling girls pretty was how Icarus pretty much talked to any girl he met. Even if he wasn't actually interested in them. It was just how Icarus rolled.

"Nothing? You sure?" he asked, but CC was already eating pasta. He sighed, and decided best to just continue playing.

He looked at his guitar and Velvet rather than CC and the food. It was just... the idea of food... Icarus grimaced a little, and went back to strumming.

At least, he would have, if the electricity in the restaurant didn't suddenly shut up at that particular moment.