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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on Apr 12, 2021 2:28:53 GMT -5
Norman Walters
There was a heavy pause in the air and for a moment, Norman wasn’t sure Ty bought it - even if it was the truth - however luckily, after a moment, Ty sighed and nodded. ”Right, Norman, a word?” He said, rubbing his forehead as he gestured for Norman to follow him. Norman, not really wanting to trouble his brother further, did as he was told. Glancing over towards Time for a moment, Norman did his best to offer him a reassuring smile and followed Ty. ”...So lemme get this straight, some jobless, homeless guy is living on your couch?” Ty asked. ”Seems so,” Norman nodded. “...And now you want him to work here?”“Yup.” ... There was a pause and then finally, Ty sighed and relented. “Alright, I’ll see what I can do and I won’t ask too many questions, lord knows it’ll just give me a headache,” he said with a light roll of his eyes, flicking a hand back towards Time. “Tell your friend that I’ll do what I can do help him get the job.” With that said and done, Ty left, muttering something about needing an aspirin. Norman turned back to Time, gesturing for him to follow Norman. “Come on, let’s go,” he said, pausing for just a moment by the door as he glanced back towards Time, a half smile pulling at the corner of his lips. ”And uh...thanks, for stepping in there.” |
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Post by Feathertalon on May 6, 2021 19:07:41 GMT -5
Well, he had ruined his chances of getting a job. Great.
Time sighed as Ty left with Norman. He was well aware that that wasn’t a good sign. If anything maybe Norman knew some other places that were hiring. There had to be other places, a city this big was bound to always have places looking for workers. Time wasn’t picky, either, he’d take whatever he could get. It would have been nice if he had gotten a job on his first try, but it looked like his search was still on. He just hoped he’d have better luck as his search continued.
It wasn’t much longer that Norman returned. It wasn’t a shock to Time that it was time to leave. He got up, following after Norman, but unable to bring himself to make eye contact with the other man. ”It was nothing, I mean, I mostly just messed up my chances at a job,” he murmured. He probably needed a more positive outlook on it all, but, to be frank, Time had never really had a positive personality.
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Post by 𝕊’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 on May 10, 2021 3:55:28 GMT -5
Norman Walters
Norman paused, brow furrowing as Time continued to talk. “What?” He asked, side glancing Time in a mixture of confused and tired. “You...you didn’t lose the job, ayy just had to get all ‘we must converse in secret’ because he wanted to ask me some stuff, but he’s gonna do everything he can to make sure you get the job, don’t worry, this is pretty much already in the bag,” Norman reassured easily, casting a smirk over towards Time. Seemed a little weird to him that Time immediately jumped onto the pessimism bandwagon but Norman was happy to clear it up in this case. “Then you can get a job and eventually move out of my place so you don’t have to keep sleeping on the couch and it’ll all be good,” Norman reassured with a flick of his hand. Also this scene kinda seems to have reached it’s limit, do we wanna try another scene? |
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Post by CreamCrow on May 12, 2021 0:22:52 GMT -5
Antoine may or may not have been resorted to giggling as he through the last of the pillows. In his defense, it was fun chucking pillows at his friend at the bottom of the stairs. Dorothy, meanwhile, had busied herself with rolling up the blankets and then rolling them down the stairs like soft barrels going down a ramp. Adequate destruction to sate the girl.
Once they were all down and Boston asked to confirm that was all, Antoine gave a cheery smile and two large thumbs up. He turned to Dorothy and said loudly, "Race you down to the bottom-" and Dorothy had already taken a leap several steps down.
When they both reached the bottom, Antoine gave a grin and started to pick up some bedding. "To the living room we go!"
This was going to be the best fort ever!
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Post by CreamCrow on May 12, 2021 0:23:10 GMT -5
"Ooo, a good question indeed," Aria mused aloud, "Don't suppose I could take the easy way out and claim I'd bet my limbs, huh?" It was a joke. Aria wasn't willing to bet her prosthetics on a bet like that. She'd have to replace them afterwards and that was far too much money for her to spend on that. She already sacrificed an arm and a leg for the force, no need to do it another time.
So, heavy question not avoided yet. What was something valuable to her, yet something she could stand with putting on the line. Probably had to be of some use to the others, so any memorabilia was useless. She leaned on the table, hands cupping her face as she frowned in though. "I think I might just bet... oh- oh, I know, I'd bet my first piercing!" She gave a little maniacally grin, tapping her nose, "Got it when I was 18, freshly kicked out of the house and a rich friend willing to help out."
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