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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2016 19:06:24 GMT
Moses walked along one of the walking paths of the park. He tried to walk everyday before work when the weather permitted. And today was a fine day to walk outside. He put his hands in his pockets and smiled faintly at his own thoughts. He always felt relaxed when walking in the morning. It was as good a time as any to forget about his father and how insane the demon was. Moses was about ready to apply for a restraining order. Walking in the morning was also a time to forget about his nightmares of killing and enjoying it.In fact, that was the main reason he walked. To cleanse his mind of the ghastly images from the night before.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 10, 2016 8:13:31 GMT
(( To anyone that reads this post: Just letting you guys know there's some cursing and mention of vomit, so you've been warned. ))
The tall, thin figure of a particular half-Dragon was sitting on the bench of a park in god-knows-where part of town (though it was in a nicer area, that much he knew). Blonde hair sticking out in every direction and bags beneath his eyes, Duncan could hardly keep his eyes open long enough to see in front of him. He should not have had that much to drink the night before. Luckily for him, his hangovers only lasted half as long as most other people. He clutched at the coffee in one hand and the croissant in the other, staring blearily down at what was supposed to be his breakfast. He had no idea why he was up so early, but he was.
Duncan took a small bite of his croissant--more like a nibble, really--and sipped at his coffee. Oh, ew. The damn barista screwed up his order. When would people get it through their brains that dragons did not enjoy soy? Making a face, he sat his coffee down and nibbled a bit more on the bread. At least the disgusting taste of that coffee had made him more alert, otherwise he wouldn't have heard the footsteps approaching from his left. The blonde's head shot up and then he immediately regretted it when a wave of disorienting nausea sent him falling sideways from the bench. The half-breed promptly vomited into the nearest bush.
"Shit," he muttered between heaves. "Fucking soy bullshit coffee creamer, fucking--" Duncan heaved again. And one more time. His stomach was empty, though, so nothing really came up. He wasn't puking for long, but hopefully long enough to send whoever was approaching the other direction. He really didn't want to deal with actually talking to some random asshole right at the moment.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 10, 2016 18:14:32 GMT
Moses didn’t really pay attention to where he was walking or who was in the park, but the sudden movement to his right alerted him to something going on and he looked over, it was a guy vomiting in the bushes. Moses sighed. A perfectly good park sullied by riff raff. Still, might as well go see if the guy was alright. Not a lot of species really wanted to tussle with a half-demon so he felt he was okay. Moses jogged over to where the guy was and peered at him. “Hey. You doing okay?” He asked curiously, and with as much concern for a stranger as he could muster.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2016 21:50:37 GMT
Mother of shit. Of course the dude walked over to the puking, hungover guy that didn't feel like talking. Of course. Duncan remained in his crouched position for several long seconds as he made sure the nausea was done and over with, at which point he cleared his throat and wiped at the water in his eyes. "I'm fine," he replied. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly as he inched his way back up into a sitting position. He looked up at the stranger for a moment, but the light of the morning sun only made his head throb worse so he looked back down. "Coffee shop fucked up my order. Dragons don't digest soy well."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2016 21:58:50 GMT
"Which coffee shop? I mean, I'm a waiter but I always try to make sure that that mistake doesn't happen" Moses responded immediately. He suddenly felt rather sorry for the guy kneeling in the bushes. He wasn't riff raff at all, just a soy intolerant dragon victim of a bad order. That had to suck. "I don't do well with pickles" he offered. "Though I couldn't tell you if it was because I'm just messed up, or if it comes from my demonic heritage" Moses chuckled and offered the other guy a hand. He really did feel sorry for him, especially if he had gotten coffee from where Moses worked. Moses would probably insist on a proper coffee ,on the half-demon of course. Then they could go their separate ways and Moses wouldn't have to think about him ever again. It would all work out.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2016 23:41:36 GMT
The guy wasn't getting the hint, was he? Duncan let out a quiet sigh that could easily be mistaken for an exhale of breath, then grabbed his hand and hoisted himself up. The guy was a half-demon, then. The blonde sat himself back down on the bench with a sigh and felt around for the bottle of water he'd placed off to his side earlier. "Well, I'm not sure what pickles have to do with demonic heritage, unless it has to do with salt or something," he said. He paused to take a swig of water. "But if that's the case, I feel like anyone with demon heritage would probably have to eat some bland tasting food." He took another swig which he swished around to rinse his mouth, then spat into the bush. It already had puke in it, spitting water wasn't nearly as bad. "And, uh... I got the coffee from that Nevermore place. Good baked goods, but this isn't the first time someone's put soy in my coffee instead of actual dairy."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2016 0:14:45 GMT
Moses rolled his eyes at the sigh and helped the guy up. “I’m Moses” he told the stranger. Moses gave a half smile as the guy went back to the bench and sat down. He followed the strange blond and waited by the bench a few feet away as he gargled water and spit it into the bush. Lucky he had water there, but maybe he was expecting his order to be wrong? Moses sighed and nodded. “Not surprising. I mean, people forget and all. What probably happened was your order got mixed up with somebody else’s. I work there so..” he shrugged. “If you come on my shift I’ll make sure you get the right order next time and every time after” he offered without really thinking, and then cringed inwardly. It would just be more effort on his part in an already busy day. Yay. But, it was also the right thing to do and if he was going to beat his heritage, it would be to do something nice. Maybe he could get something good in return, too.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2016 18:49:55 GMT
Moses, huh? Duncan took another drink of water and then sat the bottle down, taking in a deep breath. He paused to take his first good look at this Moses person, and was surprised to find a rather attractive looking man standing before him. Dark skin, perhaps Middle Eastern or Egyptian in origin, curly hair, brown eyes. "Gonna be honest here, you don't really strike me as the busboy type," he began, "but I won't judge. World's full of surprises." He grabbed his coffee and croissant--which, by some miracle, hadn't spilled to the ground--and stared at it for a moment, making a face. He didn't really have an appetite anymore.
Considering alternatives to simply tossing out some perfectly good consumables, the half-dragon looked around. Eventually he found what he was looking for and whistled at the homeless fellow down the way. "Hey buddy, how about some free breakfast?" he called, holding up his items. The man seemed surprised and walked over but hesitated as he approached.
"You don't gotta do that," he said in a gravelly voice.
Duncan shook his head and placed the items in his hands after tearing off the end he'd bitten from. "We shouldn't let this go to waste, so take it."
The homeless man smiled and took his free meal. "Thank you, young man," he replied.
Duncan watched as the man walked off and nibbled at his bread, then looked back to Moses. "So you work at Nevermore bakery?" he asked casually, as if he hadn't just given his food away to a homeless person. "How's the pay?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2016 21:09:24 GMT
Moses shrugged. “And you don’t seem like the type who would be allergic to soy. So there you are” he really didn’t want to get into why he was a busboy to a practical stranger. Hexxus following him around town didn’t really leave options for good jobs and better opportunities than being a waiter at some little coffeeshop. “World is just full of surprises” Moses agreed.
Moses watched with interest as the blond whistled at the homeless person and offered him free food. Moses was impressed and a little pleased. Having lived on the streets he knew how to appreciate that sort of kindness. Moses looked back at the blond, who was acting like he hadn’t just given his entire breakfast to a homeless guy and shrugged. “Oh you know. It pays” he said casually. “I can live off of it so there’s that”
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2016 6:03:42 GMT
At Moses's response regarding appearances, Duncan made a face that wordlessly said, 'Good point.' The half-dragon gave a nod and took another drink of water. As he swallowed, he considered the possibility that perhaps he made a mistake by showing that level of kindness to someone while talking to this dude for the first time. He didn't want to make assumptions about the guy just because he was half-demon, but he didn't want to rule those assumptions out, either. He screwed the cap back on the bottle with a sigh. "Alright, her's another question. Is that shop looking for new employees? I know a gal that just lost her job and it really helps me if she can make her rent each month."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2016 17:11:31 GMT
Moses thought about the question and shrugged. "If she can wait tables yea. We just sacked an unseelie for not shirking work so..." he shrugged. It really wasn't a big deal except maybe for the unseelie. Moses wondered why it mattered to this guy if the woman made her rent each month and wondered if he ran an apartment building or something. Now, how to ask about that politely...
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