[ For a self-professed professional outlaw, Peter is absolutely terrible at maintaining his cool. He can't hear much over the sound of the music he keeps running for a sense of normalcy and doesn't catch on to the fact that anyone is behind him until she speaks. He startles, embarrassingly, and wheels around, expecting--
Well, not this. What had she--right, right, help.
She looks human enough, normal enough, fine enough (and then some), so turns the mask off to reveal something of a sheepish smirk. ]
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Well, not this. What had she--right, right, help.
She looks human enough, normal enough, fine enough (and then some), so turns the mask off to reveal something of a sheepish smirk. ]
Uh. Noticed that, huh?