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 Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 5:25 pm
Ilmenite made a faint sound, shaking his head a little but -- more amused than anything else. Kids would spend the night in their cars, and the cops really would probably come knocking on windows and doors to check up on them. Parents called, perhaps. Definitely some grounding, and questions about drug or alcohol use when groggy answers were given in reply...
"You are much more confident in uniform." A distracted kind of answer, his expression gone blurry as he considered. Ilmenite shrugged, digging into his pocket and holding out his own energy supplies for Zink. More than just tonight's, this was the better part of a week's gathering. "Another one or two, then toward home?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 4:25 pm
Zink looked for a moment taken aback at the statement, then nodded slightly. "...You...think so?" He asked and then frowned slightly before shrugging it off. Maybe he was, he would have to spend a little time thinking on why that might be.
"Yeah... a few more would make a good end to the day." he nodded, though his next targets were far less... scandalous than the first one where he knocked on the window. Maybe he felt -just- a little bad about it...
"... is that a bad thing?" He pressed with an arched eyebrow.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 10:22 pm
"...no..." He wandered as well, voice a soft mumble and no higher, hesitating between two cars for a moment before he looked up at Zink again. He was torn between amusement and chagrin, his shoulders hiked in a quick shrug, not quite sure how to explain.
"It'd just be nice if you were like that out of uniform sometimes, too." He didn't push the tone of voice, didn't struggle for suggestive. He could have, but he was good, instead, tipping his head back down to gather some more energy.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 4:38 am
Zink blinked and pocketed his 'take' so far looking thoughtful. "... ah..." he mustered and then dropped back into thoughtful. The chagrin mixed into the amusement put him on edge but... how to cope with that? He didn't really know...
"You're different in uniform too..." he said after a thoughtful moment. "...kind of the opposite... quieter." He bit back saying that sometimes that was a damned good thing. Sometimes it was and sometimes... not so much.
"I wonder if that's true for most of us... but...I'll work on striking a balance."
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 8:28 am
"It's up to you." He cleared his throat, maybe a bit surprised at the retaliation but -- well. He was quieter. And more serious, too, and he couldn't quite explain why. Ilmenite's eyebrows knitted together, thinking about it even if he didn't really want to, and he shifted where he stood.
"...um. You done? We could grab more cupcakes, take them back home..." Ah, and there it was, he clutched after something suggestive like a life line.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 7:25 pm
"Yeah.... Yeah that sounds good." He said patting his pockets and looking thoughtful. "I'll go get them...if you want to wait here a moment... save you a trip and we can just walk after?" He shrugged, it didn't seem like it would be TOO far a walk from here back to Ever's place...
Besides...
He had to prove that he could be just as confidant outside of uniform as in... and the night was still young.
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