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The Perk, Monday Morning
If anyone had spotted black fox running about yesterday, chasing gremlins and generally looking like it was having the time of his life, yep, that had been Ezra.
He was back to being a guy today. And he felt he had more than earned the hot chocolate monstrosity in front of him on this fine morning. As well as his pre-class lounging at a table at the Perk just in general. Also he thought of it as making himself available. So really, it was like a public service.
... Mostly he was distracting the barista with idle flirty glances.
[ooc: Open post, for your Ezra-bothering and other Perk needs!]
He was back to being a guy today. And he felt he had more than earned the hot chocolate monstrosity in front of him on this fine morning. As well as his pre-class lounging at a table at the Perk just in general. Also he thought of it as making himself available. So really, it was like a public service.
... Mostly he was distracting the barista with idle flirty glances.
[ooc: Open post, for your Ezra-bothering and other Perk needs!]
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Really.
No, not at all.
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Well, maybe not 'just plain Earth', considering the whole 'controlled by demons who live on another plane' part, but he didn't know yet how far that did or didn't extend. "And yeah, the 'in peace' part lasted all of a week. Pretty bad."
He'd had worse.
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"There was an invasion last week?" Yes, Leto had noticed the zombie gremlins, but they hadn't seemed like much of a threat, and there had been pizza and movies.
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He took another sip of his coffee.
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Which is to say it tended even more towards the demonic.
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He had lost some of his talent in making new acquaintances, hadn't he?
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He drank deeply from his coffee and looked out through the window.
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But he sounded more quiet and less confrontational than what he'd been going for.
(What the hell was he? Why had demons been trying to hurt him, kill him, since he was fucking seven years old? And how could he make them stop?)
"But hey. Nice you got things worked out."
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"Nicely worked out, for the next four millennia," he said. "But sometimes a holiday is much appreciated, I have to admit."