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[soulcomet]

[yeah, this hasn't really been the greatest of weeks for Madoka, and the way the entire city is cloaked and flowers and thoughts for things lost is probably only fitting.]

[she could use a good distraction right now — and she figures that after the lockdown and whatever else they may be going through, maybe someone else might like one, too. so, at some point in the evening, she sends out what is hopefully not a too intrusive brain text:]

Hi. What's your favorite thing from back home? I'd like to try to draw it for you.

Or, we could just talk about it, if you prefer.

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[insubordination]

That alone is a service worth paying for, I think. Simple joy and happiness can be hard to come by.

What is your name, so I know who to properly attribute?

[ because this is 100% going to hawkeye if only to prove to her that he accomplished one (1) thing today ]

[soulcomet]

Oh! My name is Madoka Kaname, but you can call me just Madoka, if you'd like.

What's your name? I'd be happy to draw something else for you sometime, if you want!

[insubordination]

Madoka it is, then. It's a pleasure to meet you. Brigadier General Roy Mustang, but Roy is more than sufficient.

[ rank hardly matters here, so. whatever, madoka, u do u ]

And I think there may be other individuals in this city who need happiness and cheer more than I do, but I will certainly keep you in mind in the future if I require your services.