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[Back in Queens, Delmar had been a homebody. Shy, soft-spoken, and generally considered odd by everyone in the neighborhood, he always felt like a hermit crab turned out of its shell whenever he went out for groceries or popped in to the drugstore, and generally tried to keep his eyes on his feet so as not to catch the looks. Yes. He knows the looks he gets whenever he goes anywhere, and he also knows that if he sees those judgmental eyes on him it usual takes the wind of out his sails, what little confidence he had would crumple into a little ball in his stomach, and he'd regret having left the house again.
But so far Hadriel has proven to be different. Despite it being a kidnapping by Gods who have their fun by pushing them around and it being a cave full of people with questionable criminal records, Delmar has found that his attempts to reach out to others have been met with much more positivity than back home. He's even made some friends, and friends who will actually call him a friend. That is amazing!
So it gives him a little bit of courage. And it is this courage that inspires him to introduce himself to his new neighbor. It would be rude of him not to, right?
So gathering what bravery he has, he steps across the hall, raises a hand, knocks on the door--
-And immediately regrets his decision. Oh god. What if this person was asleep. Or they were busy. And now he's bothering him. He should just go back into his apartment, yes that would be good--
No. No. that would be worse. Then it would look like he was just one of those kids who likes to prank innocent people by knocking on their door and running off.
Nope. No, whatever happens now, Delmar must face it. ]
But so far Hadriel has proven to be different. Despite it being a kidnapping by Gods who have their fun by pushing them around and it being a cave full of people with questionable criminal records, Delmar has found that his attempts to reach out to others have been met with much more positivity than back home. He's even made some friends, and friends who will actually call him a friend. That is amazing!
So it gives him a little bit of courage. And it is this courage that inspires him to introduce himself to his new neighbor. It would be rude of him not to, right?
So gathering what bravery he has, he steps across the hall, raises a hand, knocks on the door--
-And immediately regrets his decision. Oh god. What if this person was asleep. Or they were busy. And now he's bothering him. He should just go back into his apartment, yes that would be good--
No. No. that would be worse. Then it would look like he was just one of those kids who likes to prank innocent people by knocking on their door and running off.
Nope. No, whatever happens now, Delmar must face it. ]
Edited 2017-10-07 22:10 (UTC)
[Tucker's not especially busy when Delmar comes to his door. In fact, that's the problem.
Back home, he had plenty to do. His job, for starters, which kept him busy most of the week, and then his secondary job on the weekends. And when he wasn't working, he and his buddies had stuff to do, places to go out. And he had his cats to take care of, actual food to cook- god. He misses his cramped schedule.
He's cleaned his apartment about a dozen times, unloaded, reloaded, and cleaned both guns, rearranged his furniture a bit- all boring. He's shrugging on his jacket to go out for a run (much less interesting without the crowds, but whatever,) when he hears movement in the hall.
Tucker pauses, listening. Footsteps shuffle over to his side of the stairway and then a hand knocks on his door. Interesting. He hasn't checked out his neighbor yet, and anyway, it's something to do.
He tosses his jacket on the back of the couch and answers the door, trying to put on a friendly air.]
Hey. You're the guy from across the hall, right?
Back home, he had plenty to do. His job, for starters, which kept him busy most of the week, and then his secondary job on the weekends. And when he wasn't working, he and his buddies had stuff to do, places to go out. And he had his cats to take care of, actual food to cook- god. He misses his cramped schedule.
He's cleaned his apartment about a dozen times, unloaded, reloaded, and cleaned both guns, rearranged his furniture a bit- all boring. He's shrugging on his jacket to go out for a run (much less interesting without the crowds, but whatever,) when he hears movement in the hall.
Tucker pauses, listening. Footsteps shuffle over to his side of the stairway and then a hand knocks on his door. Interesting. He hasn't checked out his neighbor yet, and anyway, it's something to do.
He tosses his jacket on the back of the couch and answers the door, trying to put on a friendly air.]
Hey. You're the guy from across the hall, right?
i mean idk about that
i'm not tryin to play bodyguard for the whole fuckin city
but we do need to stop them from killin our only fucking revival source here
also k slow your roll
dont make urself a target
i'm not tryin to play bodyguard for the whole fuckin city
but we do need to stop them from killin our only fucking revival source here
also k slow your roll
dont make urself a target
it's a list thats only gettin longer
and theyve put ppl on it for stupid shit
so just watch it
and theyve put ppl on it for stupid shit
so just watch it
[It does not help Delmar's nervousness that his new neighbor turns out to be a knock-out. In fact that seems like the world being unfair. Also kind. But also unfair. But also generous--
He nods first, his voice taking a moment to come back]
Oh yes, hello. I'm your neighbor. I thought, um, I thought I should introduce myself.
[Which he then forgets to do, not even mentioning his name.]
He nods first, his voice taking a moment to come back]
Oh yes, hello. I'm your neighbor. I thought, um, I thought I should introduce myself.
[Which he then forgets to do, not even mentioning his name.]
[And now that Kyna's on the list...]
k.
kyna.
what did i just fucking say????
jfc
no i didn't want to just leave it
i wanted to be smart abt shit
idk maybe try to stack the odds in our favor a little???
not paint a giant gd target on our backs
we cant take u anywhere
k.
kyna.
what did i just fucking say????
jfc
no i didn't want to just leave it
i wanted to be smart abt shit
idk maybe try to stack the odds in our favor a little???
not paint a giant gd target on our backs
we cant take u anywhere
[Mmmmmmmmmm]
does that mean it's something worth judging u for?
deal tho
what happened
does that mean it's something worth judging u for?
deal tho
what happened
jfc
ur gonna have to give me more than that wtf happened???
have u been to the clinic or w/e???
ur gonna have to give me more than that wtf happened???
have u been to the clinic or w/e???
uh no.
wash wrapped my ribs or whatever, it's fine.
[Probably.]
idk, he was talking shit and threatened to like throw me in a dumpster or whatever.
and i told him if he did i'd electrocute him and he grabbed me so
[So clearly she did nothing wrong here!]
wash wrapped my ribs or whatever, it's fine.
[Probably.]
idk, he was talking shit and threatened to like throw me in a dumpster or whatever.
and i told him if he did i'd electrocute him and he grabbed me so
[So clearly she did nothing wrong here!]
[He feels distinctly like he might not be getting the whole story here. Mostly because he would not be telling the whole story if it were him.]
i mean if someone grabs u thats fair game but like
who tf is he even???
i know theres some psychos here but who just meets someone
talks shit
and gets into a fuckin fight
i mean if someone grabs u thats fair game but like
who tf is he even???
i know theres some psychos here but who just meets someone
talks shit
and gets into a fuckin fight
ok but if he hates wash why tf is he takin it out on u
this is p fucked up tbh
wtf is this dudes problem?
whats this guys name
wahts he look like
this is p fucked up tbh
wtf is this dudes problem?
whats this guys name
wahts he look like
ok first off
wtf kind of name is ephemera
that's just a fuckin word
that's not a name
anyway sounds like this chump kinda asked for it tbh
u know me i dont like to start fights
but if someone else starts it u do what u gotta
how bad did u fuck him up
wtf kind of name is ephemera
that's just a fuckin word
that's not a name
anyway sounds like this chump kinda asked for it tbh
u know me i dont like to start fights
but if someone else starts it u do what u gotta
how bad did u fuck him up
hey is kyna textin u rn?
r u up to date on this busted ribs situation?
r u up to date on this busted ribs situation?
sharkface??? seriously???
looks like we got a badass over here
good tho on the lightning bolt
that is technically some impressive self restraint for u
looks like we got a badass over here
good tho on the lightning bolt
that is technically some impressive self restraint for u
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