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 Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 8:54 am
"Too many I'm afraid..." he said his tone carried for a moment a far more human tone than it sometimes did. The injuries concerned him though perhaps the reasons for his worries, if dissected might be out of place.
"Do you need a new shirt?" He asked bluntly. He had no intent of playing 'sugar daddy' to Ever but the little flaws in this... place irritated him. "Or would that be too much of a string." He added wryly.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 9:06 am
"I need a new shirt, but..." but he could manage. Ever shrugged in a twitchy way, reaching out for his battered boots, as well. Those he pulled on more roughly, fighting with ratty laces and pushing duct tape back down here and there so that they'd hold together a bit better. There was no question of replacing those.
"Well, I mean, unless you want to come thrift store diving or shoplifting with me." He quirked a smile [oh thank god, a smile] as he looked up at Zac.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 9:25 am
"Just don't expect me to drive." He said with a shrug and stood up. "And if you spike my drink again..." He didn't move it into the realm of threats, tempting as it was to offer to make Ever a shirt out of duct-tape.
Call it a...warning or something of the sort. "If you're tired of Italian I haven't eaten yet either..." He offered almost civilly.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 9:30 am
Ever made a small noise at that, tipping his head down to finish tying his shoe and then fumbling, awkward and graceless, to his feet. His jacket was also a wreck: one elbow torn open, blood flecked around the neck and on one shoulder. No amount of cleaning was likely to make that fade away entirely. He put it on anyway.
"You don't actually have to come." It was said carefully, though. Not trying to ditch, just -- well, really, Zac spent too much time thinking of him as a charity case. Good in the moment, but it could grate, eventually.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 9:36 am
"If you don't -want- me to then say as much." Zac replied with a small frown. "Don't dance around it, that's just a good way to drive me crazy."
He stuffed the pill bottle in his pocket and sighed softly.
"One of these days I will figure you out." he informed Ever bluntly, though if that would ever be true was really hard to say. "In the mean time you drive me more than a little crazy."
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 9:40 am
"Well, I mean, do you like rooting around at the salvation army for something that vaguely fits?" At least Ever wasn't offended, this time. He fished around in his pockets and actually came up with a surprising amount of cash. Tony was generous at the simplest of times, and when his employee had been beaten to s**t about in front of him, he was even more so.
"I don't care. You can come if you want." He counted it with several quick gestures and then put it away again, his expression calculating. He could get a new coat with that. One with buckles and a high collar. That'd be nice. Maybe gloves without holes in them.
"...if I didn't like you, and I wanted you out, I'd do a better job of ******** with you, Zac." It was said without looking up.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 9:47 am
"I have no idea, it's never been on my 'allowed to do' list because the argument is that I would emerge looking like a 'Gothic Hobo'." He replied deadpan.
"... terrifying that I believe you fully capable of that too." He added with a flicker of a frown. "Lead the way... I guess." He said and flipped the hood to his hoodie up, which, hilariously... had ears.
"...and don't LAUGH." He added pointedly.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 9:58 am
Allowed to do, huh? Ever turned to blink at Zac, and his mouth started to wobble helplessly, his eyes going brighter again. It was a more appropriate expression for his face, most of the frustration worked away now that he had something of a plan. Assuming Fayalite was willing to go hunting for a danger senshi...
"...I wouldn't dream of it." Except he was laughing as he slipped out through the door to lead Zac out.
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