jinx is walking by with a whole collection of paint and other things she's yoinked from the workshop piled up in her hands... not stopping completely when sabo calls out to her, but not quite ignoring him, either.
there's a little period where she pauses, adjusts her hold on the mess of things she's holding, and gives him a glance. then she shrugs... and dumps her entire collection on the floor. sabo's getting a paintbrush thrown in his general direction once she finishes rummaging around the pile to find one. ]
Eh, not like we can't take the fun back. Got a wall you like? A chair that catches your eye, that you wanna call dibs on? Paint your name on it, Roomie!
[ he'll patiently wait for her to respond (or not respond) to him, but is very happy with her choice even if it means that she's throwing a paintbrush his way. which, he'll catch rather effortlessly and give it a few flips in his hand as he listens to the rest of what she says. a part of him wishes that he offered some help but it looks like she's clearly fine.
as for the demands? it's fine. he's going to have a bit of a laugh. ]
Does it have to be my name?
[ clearly he's consenting to this. ]
What if I used a stand-in—like a symbol or emblem? Would that be okay?
[ now that's an interesting take on a more familiar saying, but she's free to stare all she likes! sabo won't mind it and instead will just take it all in strides. perhaps a bit too much so? ]
How generous of you.
[ he has one more question before he's more than happy to go paint things around the room. ]
Have you already staked your claim on anywhere? I'd hate to already start trouble.
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jinx is walking by with a whole collection of paint and other things she's yoinked from the workshop piled up in her hands... not stopping completely when sabo calls out to her, but not quite ignoring him, either.
there's a little period where she pauses, adjusts her hold on the mess of things she's holding, and gives him a glance. then she shrugs... and dumps her entire collection on the floor. sabo's getting a paintbrush thrown in his general direction once she finishes rummaging around the pile to find one. ]
Eh, not like we can't take the fun back. Got a wall you like? A chair that catches your eye, that you wanna call dibs on? Paint your name on it, Roomie!
[ did she ask anyone about this?
no ]
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as for the demands? it's fine. he's going to have a bit of a laugh. ]
Does it have to be my name?
[ clearly he's consenting to this. ]
What if I used a stand-in—like a symbol or emblem? Would that be okay?
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symbol. uh huh. she grabs a paintbrush of her own and taps it on her shoulder. gives him a look up and down. raises an eyebrow. then: ]
Can't really judge a gun by the bullets it shoots out, huh?
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I'm not putting rules on this stuff, so if you want that to be your card, go nuts. Draw it alllll over one side of the room.
[ or like under one of the beds, where sousuke's chilling. he can stare at it, while he sleeps with his eyes open. ]
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How generous of you.
[ he has one more question before he's more than happy to go paint things around the room. ]
Have you already staked your claim on anywhere? I'd hate to already start trouble.