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[coin_tricks]

Shadow is in the bar, with a mug of cocoa. It's that sort of night.

He's not doing too much, really.

There's a seat across from him. He'd probably appreciate some company.

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[truantjohnny]

I'm not a very outgoing guy by nature, maybe it's just the paranoid city-dweller in me, maybe not, maybe all those years being stalked that leave me with the tendency to look over my shoulder and hunch against the cold. But the cat with the cocoa seems to radiate calm, which is an emotion that never did come easy to me.

I envy him. Of course, envy is only ever the other side of pity, so who the fuck knows?

I give him a nod over my coffee, acknowledginghis presence.

[coin_tricks]

Shadow probably wouldn't say he radiates calm, but hey, to each his own, right?

He smiles and nods in reply. If the kid wants to come over, he won't object.

[ooc: I'm just about to go to bed, slowtime okay?]

[truantjohnny]

But then, there's junkies that are calmer than I am, so who the hell knows?

I take a sip of my coffee, all hot and good and not gone cowboy at all, which is a rare change from all the cheap crappy gas-station java I've had over the last few months? years? How long has it been?

My natural inclination is to keep my crazy to myself, but then, for all it's light and bustle, this seems a pretty lonely place without someone to talk to.

So I weave my way over, meandering, and toss the guy a mumbled "Hey."

[Slowtime is wonderful.]

[coin_tricks]

Shadow is drinking his cocoa as the boy comes over. He shoots him another smile as he arrives at the chairs.

'Hey.' He says, 'How's it going?'