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sixwordstories2012-05-14 08:59 pm
incrediblegreen) wrote in sixwordstories2012-05-14 08:59 pm
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[Smiling.] Pardon me. Just passing through.
Get a lot of that in here. Pull up a chair. [Maddie is polishing glasses behind the bar.] I'll get you a pot pie.
Ah, thank you. [He does just that, hooking his bag over the back of the chair and quickly rifling through his battered wallet to make certain he has enough for food. He smiles wryly, he has just enough.] May I have a glass of water too, please?
[Distracted.] Oh, sorry. [Moves out of the way.]
not familiar with SheHulk but up for recognizing each other :)
incrediblegreen
2012-05-15 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
No, no, it's alright. Really, you don't have to move. [He gets a little shy and nervous, adjusting his bag so it won't bump into her and finally looks at who he's bumped into.]
I'm not ovely familiar with the old show, so we can be on more even footing there
jadedgiantess
2012-05-15 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
[The voice gets to her this time, and she looks at him with a slowly growing grin.] It can't be..?
[David hesitates, blinking out of shock. He's torn, he's putting her at risk just by being there, but it's his cousin and in the end, happiness at seeing family outweighs the danger. He returns the smile, though it's guarded.]
Of all the places...
Of all the places...
Small miracles happen, don't they, David? Can I ask for a hug, or are you passing through, too quickly?
[He thinks twice, but then opens up his arms with a brilliant smile.]
Never. I just can't believe it, Jennifer. How have you been?
Never. I just can't believe it, Jennifer. How have you been?
[She hugs him immediately and warmly.]
I've been well, better seeing you. What about you?
I've been well, better seeing you. What about you?
[He hugs her back, gently but a bit more strongly that he would have in the past. He never realizes how much he misses his family until he sees them.]
Doing well... [He smiles, keeping an arm over her shoulder as he motions toward a nearby coffee shop.] What have you been up to? Keeping out of trouble?
Doing well... [He smiles, keeping an arm over her shoulder as he motions toward a nearby coffee shop.] What have you been up to? Keeping out of trouble?
I'll throw in the drink. [Behind the bar has three drink menus: alcoholic, nonalcoholic and coffee. After giving him some water to tide him over, she checks the oven to see how the latest batch of potpies is doing; apparently they're a staple here.]
[If they're that popular, David is certainly interested. One can only live off of canned soups and truck stop fast food for so long. Having only recently arrived in the area, he'd overheard the address on the street and figured it was worth a visit.]
Oh, no, really, water's fine. [He smells the air with a smile when she checks the oven.] Mmm, those pot pies smell wonderful. [He might be just a touch flirtatious under that kind, and benign comment.]
Oh, no, really, water's fine. [He smells the air with a smile when she checks the oven.] Mmm, those pot pies smell wonderful. [He might be just a touch flirtatious under that kind, and benign comment.]
All right, let me know if you change your mind.
[She chuckles, and glances back at him over her shoulder.] I'm used to feeding hungry Capes, so I had to come up with something fast and hearty that I could prep ahead of time.
I'm Maddie.
[She chuckles, and glances back at him over her shoulder.] I'm used to feeding hungry Capes, so I had to come up with something fast and hearty that I could prep ahead of time.
I'm Maddie.
Maddie, I'm David. I appreciate the offer, but really, a cold glass of water goes a long way. No offense. [He takes a healthy drink from the glass, savoring the cool refreshment as he mulls over the word she'd just used.]
Though I guess I'm showing how new I am around here. Capes? [He looks, in a word: perplexed.]
Though I guess I'm showing how new I am around here. Capes? [He looks, in a word: perplexed.]
[She taps the rules board, which is a little odd. Besides "no racial/genetic slurs" there's a clause about the bar being neutral territory.] There are very few places in town that will serve mutants, neogens, magical folk and/or costume heroes. So when someone like me opens a place and says anyone can drink here as long as they pay and don't cause trouble, word gets around. People need a fairly quiet place with good food and brews where they won't be judged. It's why pubs are so popular.
[He really hadn't even bothered with the 'rules board' and that look of confusion stays on his face even while he hears her out. It takes an extra moment to sink in before he just gives a nervous laugh, and drops his head into a hand, propping an elbow on the counter.]
Well, Maddie, you have great word-of-mouth advertisement. [So much for looking for a job here. If the place had mutants and costumed heroes he needs to leave soon. Maybe it might be advised to just up and leave right now, but a mix of curiosity and hunger keeps him in his seat.]
Well, Maddie, you have great word-of-mouth advertisement. [So much for looking for a job here. If the place had mutants and costumed heroes he needs to leave soon. Maybe it might be advised to just up and leave right now, but a mix of curiosity and hunger keeps him in his seat.]
[She notices the shift in expression, but doesn't comment on it.] Apparently. Me, I'm as dead-ordinary as Army brats get. Five minutes on those pies.
Thank you. [He recomposes himself and smiles, though the expression is more reserved and uncertain this time around. He gives a quick glance about the room, but then settles into his water, resigned to try and enjoy the food before hitting the road again. Clearly, this was not a neighborhood for him to stay around if he wanted to keep low.]
I'm, uh, working my way Upstate. You wouldn't happen to know anywhere in that direction where I could stay for the night, would you?
I'm, uh, working my way Upstate. You wouldn't happen to know anywhere in that direction where I could stay for the night, would you?
Welp. I have some contacts upstate. I stayed in hostels for a while before I got my settlement. [She grabs a pad of paper and starts writing down some addresses and phone numbers.]
Oh, great! Thank you so much. [His expression brightens again. Hostels aren't ideal, but he's stayed in his share without incident. A real bed is a welcome change from roughing it.]
While I know I'm a terrible patron, I'll have to recommend this place to some of the people heading this way. It's the least I can do.
While I know I'm a terrible patron, I'll have to recommend this place to some of the people heading this way. It's the least I can do.
You're not a terrible patron. Doctor Octavius when he gets drunk and starts singing selections from Fiddler on the Roof while his tentacles flail along is a terrible patron. But thanks for the offer, I can always use more people sent my way.
[David manages to keep his perplexed gape to a minimum, but then shakes his head, giving another glance around.]
Sounds like there's rarely a dull moment around here.
Sounds like there's rarely a dull moment around here.
Not really. But it's nice because things are still relatively low-key, and people generally have a you don't mess with me, I don't mess with you attitude. When someone causes too much of a problem I usually have three or four volunteers to help me bounce 'em. And what happens in here stays in here.
Sounds like a reasonable arrangement for most everyone. [Definitely not a place he can risk inquiring for work. Heaven help him if he were asked to help toss out a rowdy Cape. He finished off his water with a relieved sigh and a small smile.]
Mmm, I needed that more than I thought.
Mmm, I needed that more than I thought.
It's worked out so far, yeah. [She goes and checks the pies, then pulls one out and brings it over on a plate. It's BIG.] Here you go, mind the heat.
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