[Hellboy has been lying now ever since the break out. Unlike the more human-shaped members of ALASTAIR, he really has no chance of moving around undetected, even if he covered himself in hoods and robes. Not many people are seven feet tall and have gigantic hands made of stone.]
I have all the time in the world. If you don't mind picnicking in goblin territory, I'm staying near the forge. I can meet you there for lunch.
[Or what passes for lunch. The darkness has thrown his circadian rhythm off long ago.]
[How hipster, a quaint picnic in goblin territory. (Not that she knows the meaning of the word 'hipster.') But the offered solution works out nicely for her and she agrees readily.]
It's been some time since I've been on a picnic. Any favorite foods you'd like to request?
[What do you call the reverse of a cougar—no i'm jk.
Since extended lifespans aren't exactly a Thing in 1914 Amestris, the admission gives her pause, footsteps pausing for a beat in the street leading toward the market before resuming again.]
You'll have to share your secret to keeping your looks so youthful later.
[It's not offensive, but he hasn't really discussed anything of this nature with anybody but Kida. His response comes after a bit of a pause; maybe he's trying to think of how to phrase it, or maybe he's just setting up the picnic.]
I don't know. I'm the only one I ever met.
I've looked the same since I was about eight, so it's possible I'll just look like this forever.
[The pause comes and goes with ease, met by a pause of her own; she has a little of her own shopping to do and besides, the amount he wants to share with her is entirely up to him.]
It's not a bad look. [Is she joking? Serious?? Who knows. In the meantime:] I should be there in about ten minutes.
[He'll just assume she's joking, because it's the kind of joke he'd make. Bright red, weird-ass face, tail, hooves. Suitable for the fashion world indeed.]
In any case, it's approximately fifteen minutes later that Riza makes her way over to the appointed place and time, a small basket swinging lightly from one arm. She smiles faintly when she sees Hellboy, free hand rising in greeting.]
I hope you don't mind that some of the grapes are wrinkled. The vines aren't doing so well under these conditions.
how dare you
I have all the time in the world. If you don't mind picnicking in goblin territory, I'm staying near the forge. I can meet you there for lunch.
[Or what passes for lunch. The darkness has thrown his circadian rhythm off long ago.]
next time!!!
It's been some time since I've been on a picnic. Any favorite foods you'd like to request?
sure.......
Fresh fruit would be nice. I can supply the blanket.
sweats nervously
Fruit it is, then. I'll be there in about half an hour.
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I'll be waiting with bells on.
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'With bells on'? I haven't heard that one before.
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[Just......very red. And large.]
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1/2
Since extended lifespans aren't exactly a Thing in 1914 Amestris, the admission gives her pause, footsteps pausing for a beat in the street leading toward the market before resuming again.]
You'll have to share your secret to keeping your looks so youthful later.
2/2
Is a longer lifespan typical for...your kind?
[Is that phrase offensive to say...]
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I don't know. I'm the only one I ever met.
I've looked the same since I was about eight, so it's possible I'll just look like this forever.
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It's not a bad look. [Is she joking? Serious?? Who knows. In the meantime:] I should be there in about ten minutes.
[These grapes are hard to find, yo.]
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No problem. Take your time.
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In any case, it's approximately fifteen minutes later that Riza makes her way over to the appointed place and time, a small basket swinging lightly from one arm. She smiles faintly when she sees Hellboy, free hand rising in greeting.]
I hope you don't mind that some of the grapes are wrinkled. The vines aren't doing so well under these conditions.
[What a great greeting.]