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Steps in here with a yawn

Being immortal was boring, but mortals kept it interesting. There he sat, high above in the clouds, watching the beings of earth advance. Trains, they had now. Cars, flying cars! And a vast array of the use of potatoes. They’re in chip form!

He takes one, inspecting it close between his fingers before popping it in his mouth and chewing thoughtfully. Oh, this was, without a doubt, bad for you. He could just taste the chemicals. And yet, his tongue begged for more. And so, knowing nothing could harm him, he indulged one more time with a larger chip.

“Thank you,” he hummed in satisfaction. Ah, wait, he’s heard about chocolate, too. That was something else he wanted to try. “Have you heard of.. chocolate before?”

Kratos... was an odd fellow. He seemed as awkward as Tighnari assumes he felt too, but he tries to be accommodating of the giant man and motions for him to join both himself and Doha at the table. Tighnari even goes as far as scooting over some to let him sit beside him, especially since he can tell the other was struggling a bit. "Take it easy. You are in friendly company."

He offers the other a bit of his chips, opening the bag more and flattening it against the table so he can take some if and as he pleases. "Tighnari, by the way," says the small fox with a gentle bow of the head. "Are you new here?"

Kratos takes his time scanning the room. Interesting characters, but by far not the strangest. Living for so long and dealing with monsters from the depths of hell made him not even blink an eye when seeing a human-looking being with ears. What did make him tense up, however, was that... it looked like he was... waving him to come over? No, was it possible? Kratos was expecting his presence to clear the room, but this being seemed to be happy to include him. How... odd, but reassuring.

He steps closer, a deep rumble in his throat bubbling out in a response to standing in front of the stranger. "Kratos," he introduces himself. Which was so weird... He was a private man who preferred to not make friends, and when he did go out and meet people, it was to kill them. He didn't want to kill this being, so how does he talk nicely..?

his ears perk up at the sound of thudding footsteps coming down the hall and he furrows his brows for a second. what the hell could be coming? was it a mitachurl? should he ready his bow? as the steps grow near he anxiously narrows his eyes and sets his bag of chips down, ready to move from the table and draw his weapon at a moments notice. but when he sees kratos's figure standing near the entrance, all nerves and tension seem to dissipate. this guy must weigh a ton, he thinks, but he smiles nonetheless and waves the other over.

The God was slow in his walk, heavy yet soft steps reverberating through the hall as he arrived at the room. He takes a deep breath, mentally preparing himself for socialization. He can do this... of course he can. And yet, he would rather take down a fully grown bear than be here. He made a promise to his son, so he must.

so—
he says, heading over to the table to take a seat and sniff one of the bags of chips before taking it and popping it open for a quick nibble. his attention soon returns to doha after humming delightedly at the taste of one of the chips.
is it cool if i ask how long you've been here?

i don't mind.. that would be lovely. thank you.
he nods, smiling as he accepts the offer. he waits for the other to go first. he turns to see all the foods, a bit suspicious at how the snacks are just there laid on the table, or perhaps, it was brought by the other. he shrugged his thoughts off and looks at the other, smiling even wider.

doha...
he allows the name to mull over in his mind a bit so he can commit it to memory alongside the other's face, smile growing and ears perking up just a little bit.
it's nice to meet you too, then, doha!
motions over to an open table that seems to have snacks on it.
would you like to sit with me?

gently scratches the bridge of his nose, embarrassed about having to make the other come to him rather than him doing so.
tighnari.. how lovely. nice to meet you. i'm doha..
he blinks, eyes wandering around the place.
it is indeed, seems to be a good spot to relax.

getting up from his seat and dusting off his lap, he moves closer to the other to politely smile and introduce himself.
tighnari. name's tighnari, and i'm also new. wasn't sure where to go or what to do but this place seems nice to relax in.
his tail sways a little and he rubs at his nape sheepishly.
what's your name?

Oh..
A bit taken aback at the abrupt waving of a stranger, taking a quick turn behind him to see if it was meant for someone else.
Oh.. Hello! Yes, I am new around.. You are?

waves from over in his beanbag seat at the other, unsure if he should attempt to talk to him at first, but doing so anyhow.
hi! are you new around here?

the priest quietly walks around, peeking in to see who and what is happening around the area.

wanders on in and looks around the room a bit before taking a seat in a small beanbag.

sighs and starfishes the floor.

wait, hold on...

you know what's crazy?

( omg if you want, boothill, you can run away with it XD I think that would be a funny start to our plot )

Rule number one was to never show your back to anything but a corpse, but in the deep stretches of space, even death was something some species evaded! Itto learned that the hard way when having to chop a head off of a monster he was tasked with slaying... which no one bothered to tell him pistols wouldn't work on it! he's grumpy at the memory, but it was a good lesson. made him upgrade the heat he was packing!

Itto wasn't aware of any other rules for the galaxy, but it was probably something like "don't show the dealer your cards." Itto couldn't help it, he was proud of his new gadget and handed it to the stranger, eager to show off the power only a 100,000 unit price tag could bring.

"Can't shoot in here- let's go outside? We can shoot a rock! Oh, you must come with!" he looks down at shogun, throwing his arm around the woman to pull her with the men.

a grin graces his features, teeth sharpened to a point as he watches the interaction between the two, and it was only with his acknowledgement and the introduction of guns once again did he pull out his own. the revolving pistol glinting under the room's lights with a near manic grin.
a good lookin' toy you got there. does it shoot as well as it looks?

as the energy traverses elsewhere, she shifts her weight back just to merely make herself comfortable as she silently watches over the two. her eyes unconsciously scintillating in purplescent glints of curiosity over the supposed contraption that ultimately appears in the giant’s grasp, soon would her eyebrows furrow in concentration and roseate tiers purse to the side in contemplation over what true power such a figure possessed with his supposed extended knowledge of ‘guns’.
what an interesting fellow. she softly mutters to herself.

He sees that he is quite the annoyance to the woman. Nothin' he ain't used to! He was often the loudest, most obnoxious in the room. here was no different, and yet again his personality negates the possibility of friendship with strangers. He keeps his cheery presence though, his head turning to this galatic cowboy whilst reaching in his back pocket, pulling out an enhanced laser.
This is my old friend, what'd ya think? A beaut, ain't she? Cost me a pretty penny- don't touch the trigger!

her gaze grows progressively stoic as it feasts on the latter and his antics only to eventually trail off towards the other presence standing about, feeding into the urge to almost dismiss of the loud one as she clears .
yes, please. do enlighten us a bit more about.. /guns/.

there is a bark of laughter from itto as he kisses his biceps.
these guns, right here
he flexes once more to the woman, before turning to the one that looks like a rootin' tootin' cow boy
you look like you know about guns... but not the right kind I'm talking about

hm, guns you say?
with a genuine look of curiosity strewn across her features, her gaze wanders about before landing on the towering figure standing before her.
how odd. i don’t see the guns that you speak of.

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did someone say guns?

yeah, baby!!
there is a bright grin slapped on his face as he lifts his arms up, showing off his muscles by flexing
I bought you both to THE GUN SHOW !

ah, would you look at that. the entertainment is here?