He wouldn't necessarily call it stalking. Following, more like, slowly prowling after her, keeping out of sight for the time being, able to slip into the groups of people crowded around booths and the array of other activities at their disposal. Jim on the other hand had his beads hidden - slipped into his pocket for use only if he desired, he rather preferred to be the one to approach than be the one approached. He got a bit ...nasty with the last one that had come up to him, intruded his personal space with no warnings. That was his instinct, he supposed, trying to keep things controlled, in as much of an uncontrolled environment as this.
The woman is interesting. He's not certain as to why - maybe it's the fact that she seems to advertise the most ambiguous beads, those black little trinkets catching his attention.
Even though he's been following her for some time, he attempts to make it look like an accident - coming up next to her at an exhibition of some sort of technology, brushing her shoulder accidentally with his own. ]
Sorry. [ He immediately murmurs out, his Irish drawl somewhat put on a bit heavier, hand coming up as he apologises. ] Didn't mean to, dear, I do apologise for that.
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He wouldn't necessarily call it stalking. Following, more like, slowly prowling after her, keeping out of sight for the time being, able to slip into the groups of people crowded around booths and the array of other activities at their disposal. Jim on the other hand had his beads hidden - slipped into his pocket for use only if he desired, he rather preferred to be the one to approach than be the one approached. He got a bit ...nasty with the last one that had come up to him, intruded his personal space with no warnings. That was his instinct, he supposed, trying to keep things controlled, in as much of an uncontrolled environment as this.
The woman is interesting. He's not certain as to why - maybe it's the fact that she seems to advertise the most ambiguous beads, those black little trinkets catching his attention.
Even though he's been following her for some time, he attempts to make it look like an accident - coming up next to her at an exhibition of some sort of technology, brushing her shoulder accidentally with his own. ]
Sorry. [ He immediately murmurs out, his Irish drawl somewhat put on a bit heavier, hand coming up as he apologises. ] Didn't mean to, dear, I do apologise for that.