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 Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2021 5:46 pm
He wasn’t sure what this goop was. He’d seen someone take it out of their mouth and stuck it under the bench where he was sitting. Or had been sitting. They stopped to tie their shoe’s laces, chomped down a few times on whatever pink stuff was in their mouth, and then slapped it on the underside of the bench. And now Aliez was on his hands and knees looking under that very bench at the strange wonders that humans placed under there. Was this some kind of ritual? Did humans do this for a reason? Was it how they shared with others? Unsure of what it was, Aliez tried scanning the substance with his ComTech, just to try and understand.
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2021 6:15 am
Eion thought it was a strange place for anyone to check their watch. Maybe that boy had fallen, or dropped something, and had gotten a text message while he'd gone searching. It was probably a contact, Eion decided, though why anyone would want to recover one of those after it had been on the ground was beyond him.
He supposed none of it mattered, except for the fact that the boy was cute. Normally he would keep walking — he needed a new carafe for the office and he couldn't simply decide on one off of Amazon — but 'Cute Boy' had a certain tendency to sidetrack him unfailingly.
So Eion, dressed in two pairs of leggings, flocked tights, two jackets, a coat, a scarf, a beanie, and imminently-unfit-for-snow Converse, jaywalked across the street behind a few parked cars and approached the boy under the filthy-looking bench. He knew it by looking at him — cute boy for sure, and no one around to indicate that he was straight or had a significant other or otherwise wasn't interested. Cute butt, too, the way he was sticking it out like that while he — twisted around to look up under the bench?
Well then. Eion approached, then squatted down with knees together and arms wrapped about them, as if he was desperate to trap all his body heat inside. "Lose something?" He asked the boy, then —
"Oh," saw a fat, pink glob of something good to chew, plucked it off from the underside of the bench, and stuck it in his mouth.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2021 6:40 pm
Aliez was startled when someone just came up and reached under to take the pink substance of no nutritional value. He gaped wordlessly at the human for a little while, unsure of what to say. What was the proper human greeting? Was it okay to just launch into questions?
"What was that?" he stared, startled about how quickly the boy plucked the pink stuff from the bottom of the bench and put it in his mouth. He looked from the boy, and then to the underside of the bench again, but it seemed as though that was the only fresh one.
"Oh… no, I didn't lose anything," he remembered to answer, still a little thrown off. "I was just… curious." Wow, that was a stupid excuse. "Is that a common practice? To stick things underneath and then share? I was under the impression that hu-- uh… we weren't as communal in our… share of resources as we could be."
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