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Noah Bennet ([info]morallygrey) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
@ 2012-07-16 22:31:00

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Entry tags:daryl dixon, noah bennet

Who: Noah Bennet and Daryl Dixon
Where: The Roadhouse
What: Noah stops in for a drink as he often does
When: Monday, July 16th. Evening
Status: In Progress

As he often did on Monday and Wednesday nights, Noah had stopped into The Roadhouse when his class ended. He was teaching two classes for the summer semester; one in the mornings on Tuesday and Thursday and one at night on Monday and Wednesday and on his way home from the night classes, he usually stopped into The Roadhouse. It wasn't really anything new for him, to stop in for a drink, because he'd done it quite often when Ellen was in town, but that had been mostly to talk to her, because they'd had quite a few things in common. Now, Noah came in to drink and/or say hello to Jo, Jude and whoever else was working there on that particular evening. Not to mention, ever since Lyle had been sent home, he'd been coming in a little more often than just those two nights, but who was paying attention to that?

Entering The Roadhouse, Noah took a quick look around to see who was working before he headed towards the bar to order a drink. He never drank more than two drinks, because he knew that he had to be alert in case something happened with Claire, Dean and the kids or just in general. His job was still extremely boring, in his opinion, and at times he actually wished for more zombies or something, anything that he could shoot just so that he could get some excitement. He had thought that he could finally do something that he'd enjoyed doing so many years ago, but honestly, the thing that he'd enjoyed doing was protecting his family and others from danger.



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[info]little_dixon
2012-07-23 03:04 am UTC (link)
If anyone was good at decompressing to, it was Daryl.. Most of the time, that is.

He had known Noah was a teacher though the thought of classes at night and during the summer of all things made him all the more glad he had never had any sort of organized schooling himself. Never had seen any use for it, what he had needed in his own life wasn't to sit around and memorize stuff behind a desk, it was getting out there and screwing up as much as the next person.

"English, right?" Daryl asked, half curious himself.

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