Of course Tuck leaned in, grinning broadly when he leaned back.
"I ain't never tasted nobody that tasted like chicken," Tuck mumbled under his breath. He didn't finish the train of thought, because this was a dinner table and his mama had taught him more manners than that.
Clearing his throat, Tuck finished off the beer and ordered another.
Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 11:17 am
Heidi looked really confused at first. Tuck had tasted people? When had he tasted--
"Oh," was all she could manage, scratching at her cheek. He meant women. "..Can I try one?" Even if it was just a sip. Heidi looked curiously at the now empty beer bottle.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 11:20 am
Harland and Coyote travelled more or less in silence: the uneasy kind, whereby Harland knew he'd totally done an awful job of keeping it together, on his very first mission. It was kind of getting him down. Maybe he was just tired? It'd been a lot, lately, to absorb. And he still didn't know very many of his fellow Deus members.
Of all things, he now had to go to dinner. Harland prayed that there were crackers on the menu, because he was pretty sure that was all he'd be able to keep down. Getting to the doorway (late, again, he was always late), Harland almost walked into someone who seemed very not sober and narrowly avoided him. Or thought he did, anyway. "Would you pardon me," Harland excused himself, tipping his hat down and then removing it to hold it against his chest as he entered the room. At least he didn't have sunstroke, he supposed. It could be worse.
It could always be worse.
☆≼He smelled like a peach, didn't he, Harland?≽
"Would you kindly keep it to yourself," Harland muttered aloud, his stomach doing little aerial flips inside him. This was not proving to be fun. At all.
He spotted some faces he kind of recognized. The young lady from earlier was already surrounded, but it seemed like perhaps the seat beside the man who'd just kissed her cheek was free. "Pardon me, is this seat taken?" Harland asked, his face slightly pale compared to his normal healthy sunny tan kind of look. He just wanted to sit down somewhere, ok. He waved at Dorian and at Heidi, briefly wondering if Gale'd made it here too.
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Is Tuck's other side still free omg I need a seating chart OTL
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STEP ASIDE, DRUNKARD, HARLAND WILL VOMIT ON YOU.ily bili orz.
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I'm just quoting you because Harland is in Maebe's proximity BUT SHE'S ALREADY SURROUNDED SO BOO. <3 Basically there's no point to this quote you can go ahead and ignore me ok ;DD
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Harland's waving to your boy salut boy <3
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Hi, my name is: Tabasco Butler What? 120$ - 8$ = 112$ Actions taken: 3/5 I'm the real Harland Leander Belle, Death Hunter, in the Deus white duster with gold edging and gears on the hem over a brown vest with black silk lining, marred with a few cigarette burns; offwhite dress shirt, cufflinks hiding some questionable stains. Probably blood. Irish-American, accent muddled. 6'1".
Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 11:20 am
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The cruise had pretty ******** immediate service, Tuck noted distantly as his empty bottle was removed and a fresh one was set down in front of him. He glanced at Heidi before shoving the beer towards her, eyebrows lifted.
He was almost anticipating her reaction. Squished up face, no, ew, gross, sip of water. Tuck had seen it more times than he could count.
"Naw, man, this seat is taken but that one," Tuck pointed at a chair across from Heidi???!?!????!?!, "is open, far as I know."
Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 11:25 am
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The day had been a long one, and it was not over yet. Mimsy's mystery disappearance and reappearance had drained him even more than the suit fitting and the touching had. He was loathe to abandon her, and so he peered at her very sternly. It simply meant he did more eyebrow movement than before, with new and enhanced furrowed action.
"Ve sit together," he muttered, leading her towards the only other Moon he really knew. One that, if he recalled correctly, held Mimsy in similar regard. If his grip was a little bit tight, and if he was worrying his lip a little, then who could really tell, besides Mimsy herself? "Talk later, da?"
He turned to Tuck and nodded his head, gesturing to the empty seat next to him. "These seats, are taken? Or no?"
"I been savin' these ones for you and Mimsy and that other dude."
There were obviously a million ******** chairs at Tuck's table, who knew.
Tuck shot Mimsy a curious look before leaning in to whisper for Kostya's ears only, "She okay, Kostya?"
Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 11:38 am
"Weeks?" He turned to catch the face that belonged to the new voice, eying Jordan for a brief moment. This would take weeks of getting used to? The look he was giving the sun hunter was probably something close to mortification.
"...Is there a way to make them go away? If even for a little while?" He was quick enough to catch on to using the 'roommates' instead of saying anything else. If this was anywhere else, really they would all be tossed into the loony bin.
Then again, having a voice for real in his head made him feel a little crazy. Even now, Quinn could feel Oki's amusement at the conversation radiating through him. That alone made the man shiver in response.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 11:42 am
Lawr grimly ordered the first menu despite it having entirely too much animal life on it for his liking. It would be negative to say he was a pet psychic and yet devour the empty husks of living creatures. Not in public anyway, ethics were another thing that only mattered one iota when you were somewhere people could see you.
It was hard to maintain his flagging appetite.
Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 11:45 am
Heidi smiled and took the bottle, trying a small sip at first. Whoa, that was weird. She blinked and looked down at the bottle a moment before trying a bigger sip. Yup. Okay. Acquired taste. She didn't make any unhappy faces, didn't scramble for her water, simply set the bottle down in front of Tuck and then chugged her own water to get the taste out, swishing the water around in her mouth before she swallowed. "Gross." But tolerable, she supposed.
Heidi looked up when someone asked about seats. Oh! It was that guy! The one from..the...mystery thing..
...
She didn't know his name. Not again.
"Oh hey, dude! Have a seat! This..menu is super fancy I don't understand half of this." Fancy, thy name is not Heidi. The unfamiliar..Russian???? was given a wave, though she stopped and stared at Smart Girl From The Murder Scene. She's alive. "You're okay! Hiiii!"
Jordan's smile quirked in sympathy. He and Ferros had liked each other immediately, and it had still taken some time to get used to having someone else in his head constantly. "It'll go faster than you think," he told the new guy.
"Uh - you can, sort of and briefly, but you're still responsible for your partner while they're out," he said, trying to think of a safe way to explain weapons golems. He couldn't think of one. "Ask me later. It's complicated."
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 11:53 am
Rep hadn't heard of tact, so as he was eating all the ******** breadsticks he offered. "Tell them to shut the ******** up, yank the chain and they'll often do so. Or punt them out in a ******** golem."
It was why he wasn't in death.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 11:54 am
Candace cringed at Rep's loud advice to Quinn.
Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 11:55 am
"Rep," Jordan hissed. "Civilians." He couldn't kick Rep under the table with Harrison between them. Maybe Harrison would do it for him.
Rep looked around. "Well ******** obviously you cannae just shove civilians into ******** golems to shut them the ******** up. It would be a waste of like, good equipment and s**t and they'd still talk. It'd be easier to just break all their jaws."
He rearranged his cutlery untidily. "The golem thing only ******** works on weapons."
