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Posted: Fri May 26, 2017 11:51 am
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"It's not a super far walk, either. I make it about once or week." Cooking was not exactly at the forefront of his skill-set, so he preferred to go out or order in. Darlene's was a favorite of his. A favorite of most natives to Ashdown, really.
As soon as his shop was locked up, he gestured for their walk to begin; slowing his pace a bit so Cass didn't have to hurry to catch up and they could walk comfortably side-by-side.
"So, uh, tell me something about yourself Cassandra. An interesting fact or, uh, opinion or somethin'." He pulled a pack of cigs out of his front pocket and lit one, sucking in the killing smoke and letting loose a long exhale. He was chock full of bad habits. His nicotine addiction wasn't quite as bad as it used to be, but walking around town always induced the urge. That, and porch-sitting.
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2017 12:06 pm
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She was grateful to not have to stretch out her short legs to try and keep pace with him, arms remaining folded behind her back as she kept the more leisurely stride. "Hmmmmm, an interesting fact about me?" Cass was really tempted to just drop the bomb on him and see what would happen with that information...but she also knew it would likely end with 'whelp, I'm out now, bye Ashdown' and she'd promised she'd be good at least for a while longer.
"Well darn, that means I have to try and be interesting." she tapped her lower lip for a moment, before holding the same finger up - "I became an emancipated minor at 16 and have lived on my own ever since." Being a solid 23, that put her at about 7 years riding solo. "How about you? Tell me something interesting," she tossed it back, but seemed genuinely interested.
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2017 12:16 pm
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Ro raised his brows in surprise. "Dude, me too. Same age and everything." Fifteen years solo for him. He took another drag, held it, exhaled slow.
"I guess I gotta come up with something original though, right? Doesn't seem fair to just mimic your's." He contemplated what his should be for a moment, mentally going over a list of what he could say, wouldn't say, and kinda wanted to say but also didn't really wanna divulge. Thirty years of life made it quite a long list.
"I've been stabbed before," he said finally. "By an ex. Literally in the back, with a steak knife." He cut his gaze over to her, interested in seeing how she'd react to the information.
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2017 12:52 pm
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2017 2:08 pm
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"Greek, huh? Nice. I know some Spanish and a few words in Cree but the only language I'm fluent in is English, unfortunately."
Ro let out a breath as he tried to decide what to tell her next. They were about halfway to Darlene's and he suspected that this game would continue while they ate, too. It'd get pretty interesting, once they had a few beers in their bellies.
"I'm gonna go with an unsurprising one this time," he said. "I've got four tattoos." He showed her the one on his forearm first, a tiny venus symbol, then lifted his shirt to show her the words sprawled messily on his ribcage- they said a woman is more dangerous than a loaded pistol. After that, he shifted a bit so she could see the back of his hip where a small dog was permanently inked into his skin.
"You don't get to see the fourth, though. That one's... uh... special." He cracked a slightly embarrassed smirk.
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2017 2:36 pm
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"Ink, huh? That's cool stuff. I've never found something I'd like enough to wear permanently besides maybe my face," she said, nodding as each was shown in turn. Whether he liked it or not, Cass touched every single one. Well, at least that she was shown. "Oh, do I have to unlock level 10 friendship to see it or is that more of a special friend in bed sort of thing?" because with such limited information, Cass had already imagined 12 different (inappropriate) things for Ro's mystery 4th tattoo.
"Hmmm, well, I don't have any tattoos to show, and I already showed you my cool scar...." she 'hmmm'ed again, clearly not used to trying to think of 'interesting' things about herself. "I dunno if I should go into any of the weird stuff," that was a sign she was definitely about to go into the weird stuff, "I can make fake IDs, amongst uh...other things. Until I was 18 in actual years, I was definitely 18 on paper."
She paused.
"It was a weird time in my life."
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2017 3:24 pm
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"Yeah, I got all of mine in my late teens, early twenties... I don't really regret 'em or anything but..." Ro shrugged, non-committal. His on-and-off ex-girlfriend/hurricane had been a tattoo artist.
He perked a brow at Cass' next tidbit.
"Fake IDs, huh? That's tight. I had one, but, I definitely didn't make it. I feel like it's sort of... a requirement, of being emancipated ya know?" He pinched the bridge of his nose and yawned. The cut on his lip tweaked a bit and he touched it to make sure it wasn't bleeding again. His fingers came back dry. Safe.
"Uhhh, my turn... hm." He paused a moment. "I've, uh, never been on a plane?" It was a weak one, but with as much traveling he did for the band, it was noteworthy nonetheless.
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Posted: Sat May 27, 2017 9:38 am
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"Dude, it's freakin' good. Better than liver," Cass defended, though she seemed pleased to have gotten a rise out of Ro in such a fashion. On top of that, the banter had made the walk seem quick. He beat her to the door and Cass took a minute to pout - "Hey, this wasn't a race," she said, winking, as she stepped inside. He was very nice about opening all these doors for her.
Quite the gentleman or something like that.
"I...ate two slices of cheese and one of my peaches from the farmer's market I went to last weekend....so kinda ate, but I really need to go grocery shopping at some point."
Seemed like they shared something similar to bad habits.
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