Re: Registration: Eddie N & Reece E
"I believe the whole point of this is to make the eggs go places, whether they like it or not." Eddie quipped easily. It was fair to say that any and all of the awkwardness that was supposed to come with being a short nerdy human was shaken out of his system a long time ago. He talked a lot like meow face, in fact. Some kind of devil-may-care shrugs, same italics on words that probably didn't need it. Smooth was the best way to get anything done in New Jersey and pretty much everywhere in the world. The big difference was Eddie talked fast, gangster from the 40's fast, where with Cat there was this underlying laziness to her words. Like she was in a constant state of lounging around. If you picked enough at that string, it'd unravel all the tiny differences between himself and his Cat companion.
The big one, though, obviously, was the height.
"Oh, no. We're in for another fun game of how can Repose screw with us today, so I'd rather not drink." Eddie could not be fooled by this egg hunt. The mayor couldn't do anything to trick him into believing it was anywhere near innocent. "Look, let's put everything on the table here. Whatever is waiting for us in that forest might try to kill us, but most likely it's going to try and pull something out of our heads we aren't dying to share. Can we agree on some kind of what happens in the egg hunt, stays in the egg hunt?"
Eddie took his hat off, dusted the top a few times and then put it back on his head at a crooked angle. He looked up at Reece, ogled at that one eye for a couple seconds longer than what was socially appropriate and then added: "Also, if you catch me looking deep into your eyes, it's not romantic I promise. Unless you want it to be." Eddie waggled his eyebrows; flirting harmlessly. "Your eye is something of a technical marvel, isn't? I think I've seen something like it before. What can it do exactly?"