theatriclizard (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} theatriclizard) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} athinblackline,@ 2009-06-21 02:14:00 |
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When: Sunday the 21st, early evening
Where: Coffee Shop
What: Vic is finishing up work and ready to enjoy his night off
It was Sunday night in all reality, but to Victor it was Friday. He had found himself in the arenas Wednesday and had rather miserably lost to a Green Blocker who had created explosions. It had not been a pretty thing, but at least he had escaped without too much physical damage. He had spent Thursday recovering and had spent the entire weekend serving both humans and mutants, but mostly humans, in the coffee shop. It was a job he greatly enjoyed but today he simply could not wait to get out of his apron and back to his video games.
A brilliant smile was spread across his face, white teeth made all the more stunning thanks to the contrast with his green skin. He had already pulled the black visor off his head, it sat strange thanks to the odd shape of the carapace on his skull and irritated him. He happily handed over a hot, foamy drink to a customer, turning his bright grin upon the last customer in line. One last customer, then he would slip out of his apron, grab himself an iced coffee and slip out of the shop. He was entirely ready to enjoy some time off, and while his lover would not be off work for a few more hours, but he had plenty of things to occupy his time with in his cell. Today had been a good day, and he was entirely sure it was only going to get better.