Peragus moved to the door armed with what he figured was his greatest weapon. The woman within did not eat, as her body provided for its own needs through the use of an incredible regenerative function. As such using food or drink as his weapon of choice would be unsuccessful at best and disastrous at worst. So the blindfolded Hyuuga carried with him something that might be his best opportunity to succeed in his task.
Stuffed animals really were cute weren’t they?
Within his hands sat a small stuffed bear, white of fur. A small card was attached to it with a blank spot for a name that described the bear as a ‘lonely creature that could not wait to make a new friend’ It was soft, and had a cute little blindfold over its eyes. The card mentioning that it had lost them due to a mean bird. Frankly, Peragus wanted to give Ayame something that would make her think of him. The blindfolded bear was somewhat perfect. He wore a tan button up with a couple of the lower buttons undone, a white undershirt and blue jeans. White sneakers clad his feet and all in all he looked fairly casual.
Reaching up he knocked on the door, intent upon speaking to the white haired girl that would hopefully be home. Waiting quietly and patiently when one opened the door they might sense a tenseness about him. Awkwardly casual but obviously not quite sure how to go about what he wanted to do.
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Stuffed animals really were cute weren’t they?
Within his hands sat a small stuffed bear, white of fur. A small card was attached to it with a blank spot for a name that described the bear as a ‘lonely creature that could not wait to make a new friend’ It was soft, and had a cute little blindfold over its eyes. The card mentioning that it had lost them due to a mean bird. Frankly, Peragus wanted to give Ayame something that would make her think of him. The blindfolded bear was somewhat perfect. He wore a tan button up with a couple of the lower buttons undone, a white undershirt and blue jeans. White sneakers clad his feet and all in all he looked fairly casual.
Reaching up he knocked on the door, intent upon speaking to the white haired girl that would hopefully be home. Waiting quietly and patiently when one opened the door they might sense a tenseness about him. Awkwardly casual but obviously not quite sure how to go about what he wanted to do.
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