You're a singer, too...? Fabulous! [Mettaton claps his hands together. he's a TV star; he's an actor much of the time. but his heart lies in musicals. singing, dancing... doing it on TV...
sizing her up, Mettaton drinks in her charm points, from the quirky rune to her short, bobbed hair and luscious green eyes. the side-ponytail at the top of her head and the briliant, fiery color of her hair... but most of all, her smile. MTT easily considers her a human without a second thought, but her smile reads so plainly.
phone. MTT had never properly contemplated his ORACLE yet, nor just how archaic these things were. compared to what he had in aefenglom and nippon, these couldn't be called a step up. maybe a step sideways. they are so crappy. fishing his own nokia-knockoff out, he examines it a touch closer, tapping its wooden side with a finger.]
(... Actually, this is worse than the watches...) [muttered under his breath. this thing is so bad. blurry indeed. snapping his shut, he stows it away. (he has no pockets. don't worry about it.)] Well, that's that! Such a shame, that they haven't figured out internet yet. But you're 500% right, darling. And failing that... the world is our stage!
[even though his wink isn't visible, it's detectable, and he even gestures to partner with it by lifting an index finger and canting his head.]
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sizing her up, Mettaton drinks in her charm points, from the quirky rune to her short, bobbed hair and luscious green eyes. the side-ponytail at the top of her head and the briliant, fiery color of her hair... but most of all, her smile. MTT easily considers her a human without a second thought, but her smile reads so plainly.
phone. MTT had never properly contemplated his ORACLE yet, nor just how archaic these things were. compared to what he had in aefenglom and nippon, these couldn't be called a step up. maybe a step sideways. they are so crappy. fishing his own nokia-knockoff out, he examines it a touch closer, tapping its wooden side with a finger.]
(... Actually, this is worse than the watches...) [muttered under his breath. this thing is so bad. blurry indeed. snapping his shut, he stows it away. (he has no pockets. don't worry about it.)] Well, that's that! Such a shame, that they haven't figured out internet yet. But you're 500% right, darling. And failing that... the world is our stage!
[even though his wink isn't visible, it's detectable, and he even gestures to partner with it by lifting an index finger and canting his head.]