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heyfreemagic2015-06-15 04:39 pm
panspermia) wrote in heyfreemagic2015-06-15 04:39 pm
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[When shadows are living forces and your city is under attack, it's no surprise that some people are driven to drink. Those newly brought into the city have been dragged into an unfamiliar place away from their homes, pushed into a fight they know nothing about, and saddled with abilities they likely never asked for. It's a lot to take in.
The go-to method for Greg is to avoid making waves and just try to get along with other, normal people, while someone else can handle the issue. Unfortunately, none of the normal people seem to be willing to get along. For all his efforts, he can barely get one-word responses out of the best of them, and general disdainful looks from all. Not to say it's an unfamiliar circumstance, but with everything else it's all too much to deal with right now.
Greg hasn't drunk a whole lot since the birth of his kid, but his kid's not here, which is a conflicting matter all its own. He's nursing a beer alone at a table, tuning his guitar softly. The rest of the barflies don't seem happy to have him there, since, well, they're presumably here to drink and forget about all these foreigners. Still, they accepted the few crumpled bills from his wallet without too much complaint.
They may have to get used to sharing the space, should anyone else feel like coming for some pressure release.]
The go-to method for Greg is to avoid making waves and just try to get along with other, normal people, while someone else can handle the issue. Unfortunately, none of the normal people seem to be willing to get along. For all his efforts, he can barely get one-word responses out of the best of them, and general disdainful looks from all. Not to say it's an unfamiliar circumstance, but with everything else it's all too much to deal with right now.
Greg hasn't drunk a whole lot since the birth of his kid, but his kid's not here, which is a conflicting matter all its own. He's nursing a beer alone at a table, tuning his guitar softly. The rest of the barflies don't seem happy to have him there, since, well, they're presumably here to drink and forget about all these foreigners. Still, they accepted the few crumpled bills from his wallet without too much complaint.
They may have to get used to sharing the space, should anyone else feel like coming for some pressure release.]
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[Casey shrugs nonchalantly. ALL of his adventures would be great album covers.]
I found out while I was fighting these creepy shadow monsters. Accidentally set one of my hockey sticks on fire! It was awesome!
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[So much for trying to relax.]
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[Dude looks way less stoked then Casey about this. To put it mildly.]
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[Things seem a lot more aggressive when you're one of the people the monsters go for.]
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[Casey still doesn't quite grasp the problem. Magic is completely rad.]
Anyway, I've been through a lot worse than a few shadow creeps! How 'bout the guy who attacked me with a chainsaw when I tried to stop some beavers from another dimension from sucking my friend's life force out!
[Just don't ask how that one ended because it gets really lame from there...]
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Well, I'm sure glad I've made pals with an expert on this stuff.
[Yes, go on, tell him all about the sorts of fun, exciting things he has waiting for him, now that he's been pulled into the center of things. It doesn't seem like he's getting out of it, anyway.]
[[OOC: Seems like a good place to end this one, probably]]