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Mr. Brightside

"Hello! You managed to catch me at a good time- that's a feat in itself, heheh.

My name is Ginji. I'm a Class M fontechnician-- what? You don't know what that is? Geeze, no one around here seems to anymore...

I'm also a pilot. So, I might have crashed a couple times in the past- but that's to be expected. There were certain circumstances to be considered!

That said- if there's anywhere you're looking to go, I'd be happy to give you a lift!

It's nice to meet you"

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colourful-disaster:

PFFFT

OF COURSE HE WOULD

I MEAN

LOOK AT THAT FACE.

(Source: thealbiorepilot)

— @ Asch

charred-remains:

Time-skip

Asch came back with white rice with curry on top of it. Apparently there was enough food to make this dish. “It’s not much, but it’s something.” Asch shrugging lightly, passing Ginji his food before sitting down and taking a bite from his own plate. 

Ginji laughed a bit at the words when Asch returned, “It looks wonderful, Asch, thanks.” He really was pleased with this; besides, it was nice to be with the man and not be arguing with him over something. That in mind, the pilot finally set into his own plate of food. Ah-

“This is great! When you said you can cook I didn’t think you meant like this,” he praised easily as usual. “I can’t cook to save my life; I’m jealous.”

(Source: thealbiorepilot)