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˙ ˖ ✶ Jemma

"I know, my friend being thrown in jail for something so utterly crazy, and life is just throwing me for a spin." He sighed. "Now please, because I'm still reeling from also seeing my ex and sort of confessing everything to him under the effects of a little booze." If Ducky had never felt stupid before he definitely did in the moments that he spilled his entire guts out to LT. "Hopefully your day is a lot better than mine."

While she was an all animals lover, deep down Jemma knew she wasn't much of a cat's person. She wouldn't mind playing or cuddling one for a while but living with one was a whole other thing. Funny, since Rosemary used to own a cat in the later years of her life and Jemma often wondered what has happened to the animal following her passing but the fact she hasn't showed up proved that they were capable of fending for themselves unlike dogs. She simply couldn't imagine Olaf on his own. "Tell me about hellish days, I feel like we've all been pushed to the limits with these recent events." She mused, already preparing some tea. "Do you want it now or take away?"

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˙ ˖ ✶ Ishani

"Oh my, how long do you think before his pants completely rip?" Ducky couldn't look away feeling as if he even blinked he'd miss an important event unfold. "Windmill you say? Fine you say windmill and I'll say a Michael Jackson split. So the bet is definitely on, but either way no matter who wins the money, we all lose," Laughing he threw his head back, thankful for the man that was making his night all the more entertaining. "Are you asking me to scam a bunch of VIP's, because yes."

She laughed, shaking her head. "Oh, he's had at least four that I've counted. And each time, he gets more...creative with his dance moves." Her dark eyes sparkled with amusement as she watched the scene unfold below. "You know what? I'll take that bet. Ten bucks says it happens during his next attempted windmill." She was secretly grateful he'd come out tonight despite preferring to stay home. His presence always brought out her playful side, helping her forget about everything else. "Want to start a betting pool with the other VIPs on how many spins he'll manage before falling?"

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˙ ˖ ✶ Atlas

"I'm also the shortest one so they just love to say I just returned from the shire," Ducky sighed watching how tired Atlas seemed to be. "At least that way I could say I was coffee mugged and I couldn't bring them their glorified bean juice." The man mused a little as he smiled over at Atlas. "Don't like hot chocolate either, but I am definitely more of a fan of iced tea, but in the morning orange juice is fine even though I'll just mostly drink water." He grinned. "Judging from your posture and rock hard abs, I think you're fine. If you ever wish to be free of the bean just go little by little."

"That's some next-level torture right there ... making the coffee-hater do the coffee runs," he said, trying to stifle another yawn. The thought of anyone surviving without caffeine baffled him. His own coffee habit started in college and never stopped. "I'd help carry those drinks but I'm shaking from my third cup already. You'd end up wearing them instead," he said, looking at the long list in the kid's hands. He wondered how many tired people were waiting for their fix back at the office. "So what's your morning drink then ... hot chocolate?" he asked, curious about what non-coffee people drank to wake up. "I always say I'm gonna quit this stuff someday. C'mon even I know that's a lie."

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˙ ˖ ✶ Atlas

"I wasn't judging you," Ducky said as he chuckled at the man. "It's fine I get it, I'm just here on a coffee order, I can't even stand the drink itself, I'm one of those weird I don't drink coffee people." The boy mused as he looked at the drink orders once more. "Of course my friends send me to get them their orders because they think it's funny the coffee hater has to get it."

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LOCATION: Outside the Precinct TIME: Friday, early morning CAPPED

The morning sun hit his face when he pushed through the precinct doors. After another sleepless night of case files and too much coffee, his brain felt like static. Atlas stood for a beat, eyes closed, soaking in the daybreak. A polite cough interrupted his mini-meditation - right, he was blocking the door like an idiot. "My bad," he said, shuffling to the side with a sheepish grin. "Some behavioral analyst I am, standing here like a statue." He pushed his fingers through his hair and tried to hide a yawn. Sleep deprivation made him goofy.

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˙ ˖ ✶ Ishani

Ducky was definitely not the clubbing type anymore preferring to couch potato all day and just play video games. Still, there was the odd occasion a friend could coax him into going out, especially since he was in such a funk since his encounter with someone. "Oh god I do, and he always orders them with extra sugar. I...How many mojitos did he have tonight? Please say at least more than one," Ducky said as he giggled at the sight of the dancing man. "I'll double that and say that they will break but only because he's going to drop it like it's hot and that's when they'll split."

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location: soundwave

Ishani rested her chin on her palm, watching the crowd from her spot in Soundwave's VIP area. A snort left her at the sight of two of her regular customers trying to one-up each other in what had to be the most unorganized dance-off she'd seen in a while. "Oh my god, you have to see this," she prodded, pointing to the scene happening below. "Remember that guy who always orders mojitos and claims he used to be a backup dancer for Justin Timberlake? Well, he's trying to breakdance. He's really going for it—spinning on his back and everything. But he looks more like a turtle stuck upside down. I should probably send security to make sure he doesn't hurt himself, but this is honestly the best entertainment I've had all week. Five bucks says he rips his pants before the song ends."

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˙ ˖ ✶ Wynne

"Totally, raving reviews," Ducky laughed, not ashamed of him being so blunt and brazen about well...everything. Life's too short to mince your words. "A quarter of them think it's a myth, and don't know how the difference between a Zygote and Ziggurat, but I might be stretching that a little bit. Most men women can't pee if they have a tampon in which is...concerning. I'm so sorry you've had to fake it, on behalf of all gays, we don't claim them."

"yelp, huh?" wynne teased. it was entertaining to her to be able to speak to someone so freely. someone who wouldn't judge her for being her, which was a little vulgar at the end of the day. her nose scrunched, "god, you're not wrong. at least a quarter of them can't find the clitoris. that's the saddest part of all. i can't tell you how many times i've had to fake it."

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˙ ˖ ✶ Eddie

Ducky giggled as soon as Eddie's mouth flew up to cover his mouth, a mischievous wiggle of his brow. "Sorry, I'll just make sure you read it fast because if we don't talk geek soon, I might combust or something much worse my love." He sighed, looking over his friend. "You hungry? Cause I could eat."

eddie almost stopped him before he stopped himself because the last thing that he wanted to do was to have the whole things ruined for him, especially when the comics were such a big deal for him. "come on, duck! don't ruin it for me. let me read it on my own." he whined and placed a hand on his best friend's mouth.

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˙ ˖ ✶ Jemma

"Nothing should've been in their path to begin with," Ducky chuckled feeling as if that might've been the best answer to cat's behavior. "I' was in the hopes that you'd have some tea or maybe even a magical remedy to fix my nerves and potential broken heart." he said not really going over the details as he sighed. "It's just been a few hellish days and I'd like to be able to go back to relaxing."

Letting out a chuckle, Jemma couldn't help but agree. Someone should have probably warned her about it before she ever decided on adopting Olaf; then again she wondered if whether it would have influenced her decision at all. As hard as it was, her life was simply better with Olaf in it. "I'd never understand them. I mean, they make the mess then judge you for it." Jemma mused over Ducky's words, cleaning up the last bits of dry leaves and shattered glass before turning to face her first customer for the day. "So, what brings you here?"

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˙ ˖ ✶ Wynne

"I'm very well versed at them myself, got raving yelp reviews," Ducky teased smiling at Wynne. "Honestly as well you should, because I've been seeing a raging increase in men and this alpha mentality which honestly is so dumb. Most of them don't know the difference between the urethra and the uvula."

she managed to let out a laugh as she spoke, a grin playing on her lips. "i guess that's why i'm so good at it. i'm a master with those things. sticks and balls, i mean." and she had no problem with her bedroom game. in fact, she was pretty confident in that manner. "i do like to put men in their place, especially when they have a hard time accepting that a woman could potentially be better than them."

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˙ ˖ ✶ LT (Lieutenant Spooky)

Ducky never knew how bitter regret would taste, and how the confusion and anger of someone he still loved would reflect on those features he so carefully memorized years ago. "LT...I," his words were chocked out by a sob, he was unable to forgive himself for the pain he caused him, and at the time this all seemed to make sense, but now he wasn't so sure. "LT, I was told I was going to die and I was never going to achieve anything, that I'd never amount to anything because I'd never get to live. You were the only thing that was good and great in my life, but...you're right, it was stupid of me to take your choice away from you." he sighed. "I was scared, hell I still am, I don't know if I'll ever get sick again or not, but that fear, it stays with you."

As LT grabbed his arm he felt a rush of warmth pass through his body as he slowly turned around to meet his eyes once more. "Okay," he mumbled, wiping his face. "God, I look a fucking mess." he said chuckling slightly. Yet again, Ducky felt as if he was falling back into old habits, resting on LT's arm as they walked.

As they neared the bar, he asked for a bottle of water, not really sure if he should be drinking right now, but his gut instinct asked for a drink as well. "I know this wasn't the way you expected us to meet up again, god I really suck at reunions, but if you want to know everything, I'll tell you."

Whatever buzz the male had been on was slowly, but surely beginning to fade. His light mood grew darker as he listened to his ex explain what happened all those years ago. For some reason the truth seemed to only anger him more. LT slowly began to shake his head, as if refusing to accept this piece of information, or maybe simply, just finding it hard to do so. Maybe his soured mood also had a bit to do with what he was going through with his own father at the moment. His sickness was also determined to be terminal. But LT knew there were always miracles and that you should always fight through it. His jaw clenched, "So -- lets say you did, actually die..." LT began, "Do you think I wouldn't preferred to say goodbye to you? It's one thing to be alive and out there doing your life, and maybe one day I'll see you again. And it's a totally different thing to wake up one day and find out the person you loved... is gone. Forever."

"Don't -- don't use that 'we were just kids' line on me." He hissed, "You could've told me, that was my choice to make. And you don't deserve to go out like that, either. Come on, Ducky." He grabbed his arm as he turned to leave, "No -- don't. Just... listen get a drink." He offered, "Lets talk."

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˙ ˖ ✶ Major

"They're theater kids who commit to the bit because they're prepping to be singing defying gravity when Wicked comes out." Ducky said typing out a text to his friends on his phone. "Still, it's not all bad I've gotten a few numbers because they wish to audition for me and potentially be an extra on a show I'm working on. So I guess free press?" he shrugged.

"It's probably your disinterest that fuels them further, cause they have this desire to have a gotcha moment with you," Ducky could only assume that would be it. "Still, at least the foot long mozzarella stick is good."

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where: fright festtt what: major doesn't understand haunted houses who: whoever will listen to his rambling <3

"Yo, what's it about zombie make up and shit that makes these teens working the carnivals feel like they're on top of the fuckin' world? Told one of 'em to stop following me around, and he took it like a fuckin' challenge, growling at me around corners and shit." Sure, whatever, it was lame to make fun of Fright Fest - probably even lamer to be there, all in all. Major had run into the common problem that usually plagued the citizens of Wilmington, though: 'what the fuck else was there to do?'

"Swear to god. You slap a lil paint on 'em, and they start begging for a punch right to the mouth. Can't a guy just scope out a place to smoke in peace anymore? Fuck."

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˙ ˖ ✶ Wynne

"Woo, go you." Ducky said clapping his hands for her as he only agreed to playing to get out of an awkward conversation. "This is is my first ever game, but I don't think I'll be taking it up anytime soon. Sticks and balls are definitely my thing, but when it's a numbers game or I guess a game of geometry, you lose me." Ducky giggled, shaking his head before setting the stick on the pool table. "I can get some guys to come challenge you and you can embarrass them."

OPEN STARTER @ TRIC. CAPPING AT 4. [0/4]

it wasn't necessarily out of the norm for wynne to challenge one of the regulars at tric to a game of pool after she finished her set. she usually even made it interesting with some sort of bet and it didn't always involve money. after all, money wasn't everything despite her currently living situation. whooping as she finished the came on top, a laugh followed. "i told you this was my game!" she exclaimed with a grin stretched over her face. "you done embarrassing yourself or do you want to go another game?"

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˙ ˖ ✶ Jayden

"Well, who am I to really say no to a hot guy on a chipper day like today." Ducky was game for whatever this was and it seemed as if Jayden needed this a lot more than he was letting on. "My mind is usually a recipe for disaster and well you know everything fun as well." he mused. "Alright, you go first then since you suggested the game, plus I still don't really have a single thought in my head before I take a bite out of my cake."

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LOCATION: Anywhere really

"So --" Jayden began, plopping down into the seat next to them. Something about his features looked-- happy? But to look at him closer was to see that he was a man on the edge. The smile on his face was forced, the way his knee began to shake up and down at an alarming rate, said something was on his mind. "-- lets play a game, collect a little hat of answers." He suggested, "Gonna be kind of like twenty questions, lets pick each other's minds a little." There was a challenge in there, something that if someone didn't know him well would just pushed off as him being himself. Only, he was on a count down to losing his entire damn mind. "You down? Open book. Can ask anything."

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˙ ˖ ✶ Eddie

"Of course Eddie, now make sure you read those comics and then get back to me with your thoughts. I'm still mad about the hellfire gala for a certain reason, and I think mutants can't ever catch a break but..." he sighed stopping himself before he revealed way too much.

eddie's inexperience and the possibility of something he wasn't at all ready for had made him nervous, especially when he didn't want to cross that line with someone he was friends with. the last thing he wanted was to ruin any of his friendships. "i know. i trust that you wouldn't do anything to cross any boundaries and i appreciate that."

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˙ ˖ ✶ Jemma

Kian being arrested was definitely a shocker for him, usually he doesn't keep up with the town news but after seeing his friends face plastered on the front row he couldn't look away. He believes Kian is innocent, whatever happened has an explanation that the public just doesn't know about yet. As he went to get some tea to remedy a little cough he was feeling coming on, he found himself staring at a puppy rushing towards a pile of dried leaves. He couldn't help but giggle, suddenly forgetting all his problems even if only for a little while. "My Juliet would've done the same thing, a samoyed puppy is a lot of energy." he mused bending down to help clean up. "Now my cat Jiggy, he'd just judge us."

open starter location: ordinary (jemma's tea shop in midtown)

Jemma tried taking time off in order to process the news of her brother being arrested but in the end she felt worse instead of better. Planting seeds and repotting plants was something that usually made her feel better but not when it meant she'd succumbed to her thoughts and that was the last place she wanted to be right now. She felt the urge to be around people even when she wasn't ready to meet the judgement in their eyes. First their uncle's name being linked to the mayor's cold case, now Kian being arrested for one. "Shit." The swear escaped her lips before she was able to process it when Jemma knocked a jar off the shelf and dried leaves scatterred on the floor. "Olaf! No!" She scolded the pup who rushed to give it a taste.

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