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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/22/2017 3:02:59 AM
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[b]Swingin' like a fist, singin' like a bird.[/b]
[i]Dojo main courtyard, late morning.[/i]
The weather was just cheery, absolutely splendid as it had started to rain. It wasn't a nice rain mind you, but a cold rain. A rain that very well could have been snow, but was rain instead. And not a freezing rain either, just really, really cold rain.
Quincy was out in the main courtyard, sitting under a tree with a tarp draped above him, keeping any pesky drips off of him as he ate his breakfast. Freshly baked flatbread, a slice of pumpkin pie, and a mug of what looked like piping hot eggnog. A pair of circular sunglasses were perched far up his nose, covering his eyes as he ate in respective silence. Slouched against the tree, he seemed to be relaxed somewhat as he munched his bread, wiping some crumbs off his chin after a minute or two. From the way he was chugging his eggnog, it'd be safe to assume it was another one of his bottomless beverages.
The rain continued to fall lightly as time went on, showing no sign of getting any heavier or stopping. Time itself seemed to take forever to move.
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(This interaction can be anything so long as it doesn't get me banned.)
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[b][i]A female approached the tree as well, a towel over her shoulders as she did. She had masculinely short hair, pitch black with lightly tanned skin. Her eyes were serpentine, a gold colour to them as she jog/ran over to the tree for coverage. She wore a white sleeveless t-shirt and black jogging pants, skin tight black coverings on her hands (covering her hands and arms to reveal just the shoulders and fingers), and on her feet (revealing only the final third of the foot and toes). She looked a deal fit, standings st 5'9" with her well built structure. A boxer maybe? Anyways, she moved over to the tree smiling gently at Quincy as she approached.[/i][/b] "Hi. You don't mind if I share the spot, do you?"
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Quincy was in the middle of sipping his eggnog when the woman asked her question. He let his eyes scan around the surroundings before he shrugged, looking fine with it. He was certainly taking quite the long sip.
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"Thanks." [b][i]She said kindly as she moved under to avoid getting wet. She used the towel she had to dry off what had already gotten wet, her hair and shoulders mostly, her clothing keeping her relatively dry.[/i][/b]
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Quincy finished his sip, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “No problem. I’m Quincy.” he said before taking a bite from his bread, chewing on it a good but before swallowing it down.
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"My name is Eris. It's a pleasure to meet you." [b][i]She said kindly as she sat down. She set the towel in front of her as she looked out.[/i][/b] "Started raining just as I finished up classes, just my luck."
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*Vorim padded toward him with an umbrella, his tail curled around himself to keep it within the object’s protection. He waved to Quincy as he got close, moving under the tarp.* “Hey there love. I like the rain too but sometimes I just don’t get you.” *He says, shaking his head a little.*
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Q waved in return as he munched on his food, taking his time to work the mouthful. A few crumbs fell from his mouth as he swallowed, taking a swig of his drink to wash it down. "Hello dearest Vorim, what brings you out on this lovely day?" Q asked in response, smiling, well, smiling foxishly.
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[spoiler][quote]smiling foxishly [/quote] How can Quincy do anything [i]not[/i] foxishly?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]By being catty. He purrs like a cat when scratched behind the ears.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]so I suppose she is cursed to do everything in a strictly mammalian manner[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I suppose so. [/spoiler]
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“Just out running errands while you enjoyed the weather.” *He folded the umbrella up and sat down next to Quincy. He eyed his book with interest, he was learning how to read English and was looking for words he knew.*
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"Errands eh? I thought we went shopping for stuff yesterday. Are we out of milk that fast?" Q asked, blinking. "Anywho, how's the english-learning going?" he asks, scooting close to Vorim.
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“Oh, well, they’re holiday errands. And learning to read English is going well, I think I know quite a few words now. What are you reading?”
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"Oh this? Just a trade ledger logging shipments of metals between Phobos and Mars. Nothing too special." Q said with a shrug as he flipped through the old pages. "I found it among some wreckage in the woods, figured I'd hold onto it."
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“Do you mind if I try reading a little?” *He asks, looking at its pages with interest.*
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"Feel free. Its mostly just numbers though." Q said as he handed the ledger over, taking a chug from his eggnog.
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*He tried to read for a while, but got bored quickly and handed it back with a smile.* “You confuse me sometimes, Quincy. But I like that.”
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Quinny smiled as he took the book back, closing it as he leaned over to give Vorim a hug. "Aww, thanks hun." he said sweetly. His mood always improved dramatically whenever he was around Vorim. "So, care for some eggnod?" Q asked as he sloshed his mug around, waggling his eyebrows. The foamy beverage sloshed around, up, and back down into the cup, only a little of it spilling.
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“Would love some.” *He said as he nuzzled Quincy, smiling happily.* “I’ve never had any but from how much you’re drinking it must be good.”
