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Characters: Corruption and Ganymede
Date/Time: Early afternoon on Friday, June 15th.
Location: Streets of NYC
Rating: TBD--depends on how it goes.
Warnings: Innocence being corrupted?
Summary: A chance encounter on a street corner... or is it?

It was a day seemingly much like always in New York. People were bustling about. Everyone working to get to where they needed to go.

He seemed to come out of nowhere in the crowd, the handsome man. He tapped Ganymede on the shoulder.
"Excuse me, hi. My name is Brian, and my kitten got out of my apartment about a block from here. You haven't seen her have you? Just a little thing. A little ball of black fluff?"

Date: 2012-06-15 10:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ganymedon.insanejournal.com
The episode on the subway earlier a week or so ago had made him a little wary, and he gave a slight jump when he was tapped, but as he turned to get a better look at the man, he calmed down a little.

He thought for a moment, biting his bottom lip in the process and shook his head.

"No, I haven't, I'm sorry." he said, "I could help you look if you want." he smiled. Really, he wasn't busy at all today, and it was nice to help strangers, wasn't it?

Date: 2012-06-15 11:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ganymedon.insanejournal.com
"Oh. It's not a problem." the young man teetered forward on his toes a bit when confronted with his name. "Um. I don't think I've met you before." he smiled a little, politely. Tanner was simply brushing the fact that the man knew his name off, supposing that maybe they'd met before, or maybe he was one of the people he'd talked to on that forum...or maybe he hadn't. Still, he tried not to invest so much worry into it.

Date: 2012-06-16 12:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ganymedon.insanejournal.com
Ganymede thought for a moment, considering the people he'd actually met in New York. He was quick to consider people friends, perhaps a little too quick, but the answer was certainly a 'yes'.

"I've made a few." he shrugged. "Thanks to school and...everything else." he smiled a little, not knowing quite what to say next.

"Have you?"

Date: 2012-06-16 08:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ganymedon.insanejournal.com
Ganymede smiled at his suggestion, and nodded. "I think so, too."

He tucked a little of his hair behind his ear, playing ever so slightly with a delicate ringlet as he continued to speak. "Shouldn't we be looking for your kitty?" he asked, lightly, not quite making eye contact.

Date: 2012-06-16 08:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ganymedon.insanejournal.com
If there was one thing Ganymede couldn't do, it was stop smiling. Some found it cute, some found it entirely frustrating. "You're probably right." he nodded, before mimicking the calls himself.

Date: 2012-06-16 11:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ganymedon.insanejournal.com
"Hm?" Ganymede blushed slightly at the assertion, it really was much too easy for him to blush. "Well, if you're happy, I'm happy."

Date: 2012-06-17 04:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ganymedon.insanejournal.com
Ganymede giggled a little bit at the notion, "Can't say I've had that happen before...but I really wouldn't call it useful." he smiled, lightly, bending a little to scratch the kitten behind the ears.

"She's very cute." he said, lifting her up into his arms, and scratched at her belly a little, murmuring barely-audible but still affectionate German as he did so.

Date: 2012-06-17 06:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ganymedon.insanejournal.com
"If it would help you out, sure." Ganymede chimed, finding that the kitten had clawed into his shirt a little, her tiny claws caught in the fabric. He gently wriggled her free, and gave her an apologetic forehead rub.

Date: 2012-06-21 09:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ganymedon.insanejournal.com
"Of course." Ganymede nodded, a bright smile on his face as he rewarded the soft kitten with a delicate scratching behind her ear.

"Anything else I can do for you?" it was a question that came naturally to Ganymede. He'd always enjoyed being helpful, after all.

Date: 2012-06-22 08:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ganymedon.insanejournal.com
Tanner bit his lip at the suggestion. That sounded...wrong. Very wrong. Morally, he wanted to take a step back and just clear his head, but his curiosity got the better of him.

"I know there's a lot going on, and I'd hate to get hurt, too. But...some people don't really care for cute." he shrugged. "I- well, sometimes I don't feel like I have anything else really going for me." he giggled. He only half-meant it, of course.

Date: 2012-06-23 09:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ganymedon.insanejournal.com
Ganymede stroked the kitten, gently, the smile on his face a little more thoughtful than anything else. "The Destroyer, hm?" he asked, letting his hand run down to it's tail.

"I've never had much of a problem with...getting guys to like me. But, she sounds a little frightening." he chuckled.

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