Hythlodaeus is simply wandering Belle Ville for a little bit of fresh air, headed to the park. It's a sunny day, if not a little chilly, which would usually be the perfect weather for him.
He settles down on the grass beside Stelle without really thinking about it. A need for company, perhaps. Flashing her a bright smile, he offers a wave.
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1st october, action
He settles down on the grass beside Stelle without really thinking about it. A need for company, perhaps. Flashing her a bright smile, he offers a wave.
"Well met. I hope you do not mind my company."
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"Not at all." As long as it's not hostile company, she's generally chill being around other people. "What brings you around here?"
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He's always happy to meet new people.
"I am Hythlodaeus. Who might you be?"
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It's earnest, at least? "Stelle, Galactic Baseballer."
She puffs out her chest at the introduction, grinning wide.
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He seems confused for a moment, though.
"Galactic Baseballer? That sounds rather important. What is a baseballer?"
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She finds herself mildly curious now. As for his question, she summons her baseball bat and takes a swing at empty air.
"Someone who uses this. That's a baseballer."
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He oohs and ahhs at the baseball bat, not bothered at all by the actual summoning of it but rather intrigued by its shape.
"What do you use it for? Is it a weapon?"
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She certainly isn't going to deny it! "Yep, it's my trusty weapon. Although it can be used to play baseball, too."