Shun Baba
“Er...its..for shaking..” he starts to explain as Ryuuko pokes and prods at his hand. He suppresses the urge to explain more and just lets the dragon girl do her exploratory examination. He was not in the mood to fight it really, and he should have known better. The girl barely seemed to understand the concept of clothing, so a handshake was an obviously foreign concept.
Atleast he got a name out of the whole exchange. [color=cc0000]“Ryuuko? Really.” He says, flatly, as the dragon girl continues to prod at the extended appendage. “Kind of on the nose guys...Hoshiko is at least slightly more subtle and thats just off the top of my head.” he thinks, watching as a clawed finger pokes at his palm. “Well Ryuuko, it is a pleasure to meet you.” He says, finally retracting his extended hand. That was enough of that silliness. Now was the time for serious police work...er..dragon baby sitting work really. But none the less, now that introductions were done it was down to the brass tacks.
He begins to open his mouth, about to say something when a hefty swoon wafted in, allowed entrance by the ostentatious fox woman who had opened the door. ”Oh detective Baba you’re so BI-Er..Tall!” He hears Yui stammer from her crumpled position on the floor (currently being woo’d be a stack of traffic reports). Shun elects to forget he heard that, deciding now was probably not the best time (nor him the best choice) to lecture Yui on workplace appropriate relationships. There were other...concerns that had suddenly made themselves known.
It was not that he disliked Mei, in fact she was quite agreeable to have around. She was knowledgeable and affable during any police investigation that required her services. This, however, was not such a case (insofar as he could determine). He didnt repress the sigh that escaped him as the caught the tail end of the Huli Jing smirk before she prostrated herself before the confused dragon girl, proclaiming the honor of meeting such a celestial being and the rudeness of the police in handling her like a crashed plane.
There is a brief moment of pause as he lets Mei finish her speech, extolling the virtures of the boxed chocolate offering she was making. ”...oh good she’s done.” He says, when he decides its safe to talk again. ”Ryuuko, I apologize for her sudden enterance. This is Mei, she’s an informant who works for the police department and she can be somewhat...whimsical at times. I think she means to welcome you to the town.” He says, turning to his foxy companion, continuing to ignore growing swoons from outside.
”Without permission.” He says more quietly, hitting the fox woman with a scolding look. He wasn’t about to run her off. It’d be too much trouble knowing her and he’d have his hands full helping Ryuuko. And given her insistence on greeting their scaly friend, she might be useful to have around if any concerns came up. His cold glare, however, soon turns to the box chocolate.
He discourteously reaches into the box, grabbing a small chocolate, tossing it into his waiting mouth. Well, there goes the diet, but atleast it would give Ryuuko an idea what to do with the offering if she didnt already. Plus, he considered it mild pay back for her intrusion (still attempting to put the swooning out of his mind). ”More pressingly,” He says, mouth filling with familiar sweetness as he talks,
” I’ll slap your fuzzy bottom if this is the ‘succulent treat of Coatl’. Mayan chocolate was basically ground cocoa paste with chillies and hot water and was so bitter european explores declared it more fit for pigs than humans.” He continues to chew. ”Modern chocolate is so processed and different from its routes that if you brought a Mayan or Aztec to life and handed it to them they’d be baffled.” he says swallowing the chocolate. It was good chocolate, he couldnt lie. But he would not abide by misinformation, even if it was in the name of a good first impression.
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