HARPER
Harper has had people react to him in a lot of ways. It kind of came with the territory of circus performer to assassin to vigilante. Screams of excitement or terror? Check. Wonder, awe, excitement? Dread, despair, hatred? Oh Harper has seen it all.
He certainly hasn't seen someone vault a bar counter to get away from him just for saying hi.
He probably looks like an absolute idiot with how he stares stupidly at the space where Libbs disappeared, wondering what the hell just happened and how he offended her so badly. Turns his gaze slowly to Maea - the only person who isn't whispering indiscreetly behind the bar - and does a slow sort of baffled shrug of his shoulders. "Do I smell that bad? I swear I washed before I came," he says lightly through the confusion. If Libbs is gonna hide behind the counter forever at least he can maybe strike up a conversation with someone who doesn't jump furniture to get away with him.
Awww, and he thought they were gonna be friends!
Thoroughly distracted by a glass sliding his way, Harper stops its slide with his palm and shoots a grin right back at Sunjata. The mischief there is easy to spot, and Harper can't help how his own smile turns boyish and playful. He's not sure why Libbs is hiding, but he has big brother and flirtatious tendencies both a mile wide, and teasing is like a secondary language. "Oh absolutely, though I have no idea where she may be now. A shame, I would have bought her a drink from your lovely establishment here. Any chance you know where she might be skulking about?" He winks at the man as he lifts the glass to take a sip, humming happily at the taste even though it wasn't what he intended to order. Harper still isn't sure what he just walked into, but he's flexible.
He certainly hasn't seen someone vault a bar counter to get away from him just for saying hi.
He probably looks like an absolute idiot with how he stares stupidly at the space where Libbs disappeared, wondering what the hell just happened and how he offended her so badly. Turns his gaze slowly to Maea - the only person who isn't whispering indiscreetly behind the bar - and does a slow sort of baffled shrug of his shoulders. "Do I smell that bad? I swear I washed before I came," he says lightly through the confusion. If Libbs is gonna hide behind the counter forever at least he can maybe strike up a conversation with someone who doesn't jump furniture to get away with him.
Awww, and he thought they were gonna be friends!
Thoroughly distracted by a glass sliding his way, Harper stops its slide with his palm and shoots a grin right back at Sunjata. The mischief there is easy to spot, and Harper can't help how his own smile turns boyish and playful. He's not sure why Libbs is hiding, but he has big brother and flirtatious tendencies both a mile wide, and teasing is like a secondary language. "Oh absolutely, though I have no idea where she may be now. A shame, I would have bought her a drink from your lovely establishment here. Any chance you know where she might be skulking about?" He winks at the man as he lifts the glass to take a sip, humming happily at the taste even though it wasn't what he intended to order. Harper still isn't sure what he just walked into, but he's flexible.
in the night you come to me because I'm the one who knows who you are
