#david01

[marley-flores]

The laundromat, right, she came to fix it in the middle of the night, again, it was a long story. "Yeah?" Now that he mentioned it, her neck and back were so sore because of her sleeping position. "Was I snoring?" She finally asked, it was a tricky question and she knew it but testing David seemed like a nice first thing to do this morning.

David had noticed that Marley had practically fallen asleep inside of the laundromat. David couldn't blame her - white noise was often the best way to lull someone to sleep. He would have let her sleep - if she wasn't looking like she was about fall off of her seat onto the floor. He carefully nudged her awake and waited for her to get her bearings before giving her a wave. "I said morning, sunshine. You're about a few seconds from falling off of your chair into a pile of dirty clothes."

[lucienmelaina]

location: training yard with: @davxdalexander

The training yard was not a place Lucien frequented, mostly because in his two years in Redwood, he hadn't trained for anything. It all felt unfamiliar, from the targets on the far end to the soil under his feet, his cane sinking a little with every step. And mostly unfamiliar of all, the weapons- but maybe that would have to change. Maybe if it changed, his anxiety would ease up a little bit.

Taking a quick look around to the almost empty place, he quickly found the person he was looking for, looking pensive and slightly terrifying as ever, even as he was kneeling down and tying his shoe. He approached with determination, careful not to startle him, even though he doubted he could ever catch him off guard. "David?" he asked, towering over him, but somehow feeling small at the same time. "Hi. I need your help with something."

[babyprinxessoctavia]

With the wedding fast approaching and the promises she had made both to her father and sister fresh in mind, Octavia found herself on a certain mission today. It did not take much asking around to figure out where in the palace her soon to be brother-in-law was. The two of them hadn’t really spent much time together, though now that Devon was born and the wedding was well ahead the princess thought it was time for them to. “Good morning your highness.” she greeted, giving the male in question a curious smile. “Would you set aside some time for an about to be sister-in-law?” 

@mrdavidoconnor​

[lucienmelaina]

"David, I've written three books, if that does not speak of my patience, I don't know what will," Lucien joked, trying to diffuse the tension he was feeling. "And free hours are all I have, the library is not the busiest place in town." Even though his years in Redwood had seemingly passed in the blink of an eye, the days sometimes felt long and empty- there were only so many books a man could reread and archive lists to renew. It felt exciting and scary, adding something so new and foreign to his schedule.

"Do you think..." he started his question, but was unsure how to phrase it. He shifted a little on his legs, before settling back on the good one, his right hand holding tightly onto his cane. "Do you think this will be a problem?" he asked, vaguely gesturing with the wooden object.

As the hand was offered, David took it and used it to help ease the movement back up. He was not getting any younger, after all, and the Army definitely had added some age to his joints. Hell, he could feel the popping of his knees as he came to stand in front of Lucien. The man was a few inches taller than him but for whatever reason, David felt like Lucien was intimidated. Definitely something David had noticed with a lot of people that had been showing up at the training yard lately. He was pretty sure it was just the nerves of being around something new and different and, if used correctly, deadly. It reminded him of those days in basic training when the other privates who had never handled a gun were given their rifle for the first time. Such good times.

“You would be right, I’ve been getting a lot of requests like this lately,” he confirmed, crossing his arms as he looked up at Lucien. “I don’t know about the best shot, but I do know a thing or two and I don’t mind parting with some of my skills and wisdom. So long as you’re willing to learn and have the patience to learn because I’m gonna warn ya now, it’s not something you can learn in a few hours.”

[lucienmelaina]

He couldn't help but wonder if this was a good idea, considering how uncomfortable he felt just by being there. The weapons felt foreign to him, heavy and dangerous and like they would never truly fit in his arms. But he had to try- he had spent so long ignoring, or at least trying to ignore the heaviness that settled over him every time he was reminded of his own mortality and if this was his chance, he should take it.

"I'm sure that a lot of people bother you with this," he started, holding out a hand to help him up, "but I've heard you're the best shot around town. And I'm probably the worst, so if you've got the time and patience to take on another student, I would like to sign up," he half made it into a joke, but sincerely hoped the man would accept.

Ever since everything happened with Sol, it seemed like more and more residents of Redwood were looking to learn some basic self defense techniques or try their hand at some weapon work. It really wasn't all that surprising. Tragedy really reminded people that life could be so easily taken away and the fear drove people to prepare. So David had basically taken any down time to hang around the training yard.

David was fixing the laces on his boot when he heard someone approaching. He glanced up and immediately recognized Lucien. He may not hang around the library a whole lot but he knew almost everyone here in town. "Lucien," he greeted, standing up and dusting the dirt off his pants. "What can I do for you?"