shinkothetoongirl:
askthefwrp:
siblings-a-fixin:
“–!” exclaimed the Repairman as he was suddenly pulled into an embrace. His eyes swiveled until he saw a familiar face.
“Oh, hey Shinko!” he said, hugging the girl in return. “How’s the new world treatin’ ya?”
“Oh, I can believe it,” he chuckled. Any kind of “hub” for someone’s creations was bound to be at least a little meta. Still, he was surprised that he only visited the one time. Or was he just not paying attention again…?
He snapped out of this line of thought as Shinko told more about the town. It actually sounded pretty nice from what he had heard.
“I have a feeling I’ll be going there sometime pretty soon,” he nodded, “so I’ll have to do that then… But will you know if I’m there? Is it a small enough town that you’d just know?”
Shinko pouted a bit, tapping at her non-existent chin.
“Well, it’s small…ish. But I think I can ask a few people to be on the lookout for you. They can text me if they spot you. Hopefully, I’ll be able to catch you if you visit! I mean, it’s not hard to miss a hard-working ink blob!” she giggled.
“Heh, yeah,” the Repairman chuckled. He felt a small bit of pride swell within him. He was hard to miss…Years ago, he would have prided himself on a lack of presence…how times changed!
He looked back up at Shinko.
“Well, I wouldn’t want to mess up everyone else’s workflow,” he said, uncertainly. Given his track record, that was likely to happen anyway, but still, he felt he should at least try to prevent that.