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Tweak says, "Your fears are groundless"

Morgan Freeman (sweetwaterkill) wrote in paxletalelogs,
@ 2010-10-18 09:56:00

Entry tags:

jormungandr, mania

Who: Dorcas & Adam
What: Dorcas makes a delivery to a bookshop owner and runs into Adam.
Where: A bookshop
When: Sunday October 17th, Afternoonish
Warnings: tbd?

Although Dorcas was not meant to be working on the weekends, her boss had asked her to make a delivery if she was headed a certain direction. She was so she did. She had picked up the book that morning and had painstakingly made sure that it was wrapped in soft leather and placed carefully in a reinforced satchel. There would be no damage to this book at her expense, thank you. Especially since this book delivery was getting her a small bonus if successful. Of course, who was going to rob a pink haired girl with a satchel that could brain a man? (Okay, exaggeration. Whatever.)

So that was why she was standing at the counter of a particular bookshop, looking extremely awkward and clutching the bag. She was also kind of arguing with the clerk who was behind the counter. He wanted her to give him the book to give to the boss. She refused considering this was a very rare and expensive book. It should be delivered directly. He was pressing his advantage since she was stammering and kind of shrinking into herself. Damn the dominant types.

"Look, just give it to me and I'll get it to my boss," the clerk said. There was no please and his tone was overly firm like he was talking to a small child who was pissing him off but he just didn't want to smack it.

Dorcas looked like she was about to cry with frustration, "N-no, I n-need to deliver it d-directly!" She was trying so hard. It was cute.

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sweetwaterkill
2010-10-28 04:04 am UTC (link)

Oh goodness, she'd found a nice, American hero type. A paramedic. Sheesh. She smiled at him, tilting her head to one side, "Well that's certainly more impressive than old books." And then her smile widened as she giggled at a thought that popped into her head, "I bet you're like a total dream to some of the women who get rescued once they're more able to think." And then she sort of realized what she said and blushed darkly, staring in her drink.

"Salem, Massachusetts actually." she said when she could talk again. "Born and raised. Been here for about a year."

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jormungandr
2010-10-28 02:12 pm UTC (link)

Adam laughed, his hand carelessly tightening around his still-hot cup. He cleared his throat, fleetingly uncomfortable with the assumption, in part because it had more than a little basis in truth. Some people - men and women alike, he had learned from personal experience - did indeed develop a sort of attraction to those who had helped save them, or had simply been there in a time of need. He and his co-workers all had stories to that effect, tales of having received flowers and cards on 'anniversaries' of various near-misses and almost-tragedies, of past patients turning up unexpectedly at work. More often than not it was remarkably uncomfortable, but it was a known hazard of the job. But it seemed a crass and potentially self aggrandizing thing to say; he let it go with a small shake of his head, his abashed smile twisting to a good-natured smirk. "Not entirely," he said, dark eyes flickering to her bright blush. "The uniform's not all that flattering."

The change in topic was a welcome one; unaccustomed to being in the spotlight, such as it was, Adam appreciated the opportunity to talk about his newfound acquaintance again. "Salem," he repeated, earnestly interested now. "I bet it is pretty different here. Having actual seasons must have been nice, for one thing..."

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sweetwaterkill
2010-10-29 06:29 am UTC (link)

Dorcas was totally oblivious to his reaction although she knew of the sort of psychology behind what occurred. It could be creepy if not handled properly... Stalkers were not cool and they needed to be put down and out of the gene pool. Maybe that was a cruel way of thinking but bad genetics were generally culled from the herd. That didn't exactly happen in human society... Not like it did with animals. Weird thoughts. Okay then. "Probably not... Especially once you get covered in blood or other bodily fluids," she shuddered a little.

She snorted a little, glancing away with a slightly bitter look in her eyes... Everything else about her was perfectly schooled into blankness, "It doesn't matter what was lovelier there or not really. All that matters is I am here and not there."

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jormungandr
2010-10-29 08:48 pm UTC (link)

He gave a curt nod, though it was somewhat delayed. It was clear she had no interest in speaking of her former town - perhaps of her former life, he guessed - and Adam had no desire to pick at potentially angry wounds. So he sipped at his rapidly diminishing espresso, collecting his thoughts.

"This is pretty good repayment," he said at last, "especially for such a small favor. Looks like this worked out well for us both."

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sweetwaterkill
2010-10-30 01:45 pm UTC (link)

Angry, sad. Whatever. As long as he didn't try to make her cry, all would be well in her world. She was damned tired of crying over things that had happened in Salem... Her past was stupid. Or just awful. She did not know if one's past could be stupid.

"Yup," she agreed easily, swirling her straw around her frozen frappy thing. God, she still didn't know what the Hell she had ordered. At least it was delicious. "Although is the never seeing each other again after this part a plus or a minus?"

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jormungandr
2010-10-30 03:56 pm UTC (link)

Adam looked up, his brow faintly furrowed. He wasn't entirely sure the comment was meant as a line, but if it was, it was the most self deprecating one he'd been privy to. The thought brought a soft smile to quirk at the corner of his mouth. "Right now I'd say that would be a minus," he said, "but I don't think it's something to worry about. I live pretty close to here, and I'm in here a lot. If you ever feel like availing yourself of my company, Pax Letale isn't far."

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sweetwaterkill
2010-10-30 04:00 pm UTC (link)

No, it wasn't really meant as a line. Dorcas had no idea how to do anything like that and wouldn't even try if she wanted to do it on purpose. That would've started the stuttering again and make her blush all over again... And really, who wanted to see her have an emotional meltdown? Her eyes widened a little and she laughed, shaking her head a little, "Oh god, I live there too. Hell of a coincidence. What floor? I might have photographed your apartment on my exploration of... I mean when they... you know." It wasn't one of those things you talked about in public. Who would believe the conversation?

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jormungandr
2010-10-30 08:15 pm UTC (link)

"Fifth," he said, blinking doeishly at her over his cup. He was surprised at the coincidence, though he could not have said why; as big as Anaheim was, she wasn't the first housemate he had met outside their shared building's walls. "Did the pictures turn out?" He cast a quick, darting glance around them, reassuring himself no-one was listening to their suddenly borderline insane conversation. "Egyptian," he said, smirking deeply. "Sand in my shoes for days after. What was yours?"

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sweetwaterkill
2010-10-30 10:43 pm UTC (link)

"Eighth," she said in reply, grinning a little. So they weren't even that far apart. She could just go down to the fifth floor and look for the apartments that look occupied and knock. If she felt that ballsy anyway. "I don't know. I haven't picked them up from the drug store yet," she internally wished she had a dark room so she could develop them herself... "Native American I think. It was very comforting," but she didn't sound comforted even as she worried her lip ring between her teeth again. She had to ask. "Did... you find a floor that felt kind of homey? That made you," she sighed and steeled herself for the funny looks, "Do things or say things you wouldn't normally?"

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