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[LORD] Tyki Mikk ([info]noahism) wrote in [info]marinanova,
@ 2013-09-10 23:21:00

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Entry tags:charlotte charles, dirk strider, euphemia li britannia, lacus clyne, piter de vries, rose, roxy lalonde, spencer reid, tyki mikk

[236] action; open
[devil's compass]

[Old soul or new maybe today's the day you wander into the Devil's Compass, an old-fashioned bar in Sector four. In fact the door's propped open late into the afternoon, before it shuts again with the oncoming rain and traps in the smoky atmosphere. Behind the bar for the most part of the day will be Tyki Mikk himself, a tall and dark haired man in a white shirt with the sleeves rolled back and a well fit but unbuttoned vest. He's tending to the bar with a rag, occasionally moving over to sort out an arrangement of bottles. Quite at home.]

[prayer facility]

[Sometime into the evening a faint tune is floating out of the non-denominational prayer facility in Sector five. If you care to wander in you would see Tyki sitting by the piano, playing it with lazy ease and a briefly bowed head in concentration. He's not wrapped up in the music so much as he is in trying to remember the keys, occasionally slipping and restarting sections or playing through the flaws. Practiced but not perfect, his fingers fly by on the faster sections and linger on the slower.

It'll take him a moment to realize anyone's watching. Didn't think he'd be found here of all places.]



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[info]noahism
2013-09-14 10:46 pm UTC (link)
[He lost someone too, yes, a thought that has him tilt his head to another angle and close his lips over his smile for a fraction of a second. But then it flickers back with a crackle of the usual deviousness behind his eyes, a flirtatious grin worn easy in response to her question.

She's fun to talk to, at least. His evening could be worse.]
Six months, more or less. I try not to count it too often.

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[info]retrogame
2013-09-15 10:45 am UTC (link)
[ Six months doesn't seem as long as it could be, but it's still... ]

That's a lot longer than most people. Damn. Any battle scars? Prison tats? If not, you gotta get at least one. You're in the big house for the long haul and it's time to done yourself up all fancy with a shitty ass blue pen tat.

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[info]noahism
2013-09-15 01:34 pm UTC (link)
[He chuckles.] I earned a scar or two in my time, yes.

But. [He tugs on the collar of his shirt with a wink.] They're a little hard to see.

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[info]retrogame
2013-09-27 10:48 am UTC (link)
[ ... ]

Oh, Mr Mikk. You are one heck of a man. You better have been up to real nasty things to earn them scars. Bad boys aren't my usual style, but there's a first time for everything and man am I ever okay with that.

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[info]noahism
2013-09-27 01:54 pm UTC (link)
[He just chuckles.] Maybe sometime I'm off the clock I'll show them to you.

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[info]retrogame
2013-09-27 02:14 pm UTC (link)
[ She flushes red, embarrassed and charmed and drunk. ]

Let's call it a date. No holds barred "you show me yours, I'll show you mine". I ain't got none from prison, but I got a few stories to tell anyway.

[ Roxy laughs at herself and drinks. ]

Not great ones, like I'm totes sure yours are-- but hey! A story's a story.

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