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Posted: Sun May 18, 2014 7:43 am
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2014 8:05 am
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Nate had very little free time on most days; he took advantage of the fact that he no longer had to return to Ambergris by taking as many shifts as he could fit into his schedule, often starting at the bakery early and finishing at the warehouse late. The time he had between the two jobs was precious, and he made a point of trying to find his way to the hospital at least once a week.
Today in particular, he didn't have the energy to return to the apartment, instead looking for a place where he could just sit. And maybe eat some bread - he always had some bread on him, and it was better than heading to his second job without anything in his stomach. The space he found to do so was a pleasant little area... and it was also occupied. Well, not like there weren't multiple benches, so pokemon lunch break or not, he was well within his rights to just barge in and pop a squat.
It was a hospital, though, and hospitals weren't places to act like a d**k.
"Hey, uh... 's it a problem if I pull up over there?" He gestured vaguely to the other bench.
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2014 8:16 am
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"Oh, hey," Dith looked up from unwrapping a sandwich and smiled.
"Please go ahead; no permission needed, it's a free country... well in principle it is! Anyway, I wouldn't mind some company." Having a break from work honestly usually meant a break from work people too, otherwise you just ended up talking shop... though that was a slightly awkward description in his line of work he supposed. Oh well.
"I'm Dima," he continued with a nod. "This here is Viktor and up in the tree Luna is the other Espeon, and Teazer is the Liepard."
Humm, now he thought about it he thought he vaguely recognised the young man, in fact he was fairly sure he'd seen him around here more than once before. He didn't think the young man worked here though, which meant either he came in for regular treatments or he was a regular visitor. Humm, well, he didn't want to pry into what was probably a painful or at least touchy business but maybe it would come out in conversation anyway. If not then his curiosity would just have to go unsated.
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2014 8:29 am
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"Ah... right." Yeah, that probably should have been a given. With a slight nod, he moved towards the other bench, seating himself and removing a slightly flattened bread roll wrapped in wax paper from his pocket. He looked to the pokemon as they were introduced, putting half a smile in his features to give his name in return, "Name's Nate."
Now that they were both on the same level, it was hard to miss how very large his company was. The eyepatch added a bit to the intimidating appearance, and actually, come to think of it... cats, eyepatch, foreign name and accent, threateningly large...
"Uh, no offense," he began, pulling a piece of bread from the roll, "but are you like... a supervillain, or something?"
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2014 8:46 am
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2014 9:10 am
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2014 9:20 am
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"I know, right?" Dith replied with a another brief laugh, but this one sounded more genuine and less 'this is sort of funny so I will make a laughing noise'. "And at least I don't hang out in flooded basements wearing half masks and playing the organ, right? That's just tacky, so last decade. This decade is I think 'so you want to know how I got these scars?' but I can't say I'm all up with the trends so I'm not really doing that one either."
Reaching into his bag again Dith took out a flask, unscrewed the lid, and poured the coffee into it.
"Though I do like booty," he added with a grin and a raise of his eyebrows, "it goes with my shiny hair and eyes, da?... Oh, well, eye singular anyway; I suppose that means that I have to develop a real obsession with booty to compensate?"
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2014 9:30 am
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2014 9:40 am
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Dith chocked on his coffee, coughed a few times and slapped himself on the chest. "Ha! Okay, okay, fair point, but I will claim English is my second language and I did not understand all the connotations. Excuse stupid foreigner, etc. etc.? I think I can make it work, so long as I have some booty to wave around to illustrate my point, right?... Humm, and I used to play the harmonica, do you think that would work for a dramatic instrument?" Dith briefly imitated a harmonica as best he could with a cup of coffee in one hand.
Viktor blinked up at his companion and sighed; crazy beast. Leaning over to the lunchbox he picked a piece of boiled egg out of the salad with his teeth, careful not to touch anything else.
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2014 11:03 am
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2014 11:06 am
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2014 11:10 am
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2014 11:28 am
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2014 11:34 am
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Posted: Sun May 18, 2014 12:13 pm
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