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It wasn't by any design, but perhaps fear. Oleander couldn't help but avoid media after his first showcase. There was no avoiding it. It was all anyone at school seemed to talk about. Rightfully so. He would be talking about it under any other circumstances. He wanted to, but how could he with any sincerity? The worst part was he joined an environmental group not long ago. That was all they could talk about. There were plans of course for more protests and other things that they could still do. Yet everyone jittered with worry and excitement over the idea that perhaps this was by design.

As the days passed and it seemed no one was kicking down the door to get at his throat. His anxiety lessened. All that was left was pride and, ideas. Dangerous, exciting, ideas indeed.[/div][/div]
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The whole ordeal didn't really seem to phase Deryl. He didn't have too much of an opinion. Well... Externally. This seemed, evidence of ideas he'd thought for a long time. He certainly couldn't have been the only one in all the world. It would be absurd if that were true. Still it wasn't until now that it seemed he'd seen any real evidence. It was interesting he had to admit, but he couldn't get involved. He didn't want to. Breaking laws, absolutely ridiculous. Doesn't matter though, no one was hurt. Not his business. If anything it just made him feel a little less loony, and perhaps a little less alone in the world.

Besides Deryl had many other things on his plate to deal with. [/div][/div]
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Absolutely enthralling. In all her wildest dreams Accerly could not have envisioned this. She was, one of many, people who gawked at the building in person. In all it's untamed glory. She did, of course, envision others like her. Still to finally encounter something so alien and yet so satisfyingly familiar. All the theorizes in the world these people came up with. It made her laugh! What could it possibly be? Someone like her of course. With godlike mastery of things that should never be mastered by human hands. Though plants never crossed her mind as a possible mastery. That opened a door in her mind, but it certainly wasn't what was most important here.

What she wanted to know is was this all? Just one magnificent, massive fuck you. Or was there more to come?
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What followed would be a hectic dose of chaos, everyone was watching for this mysterious figures next move. Wondering where, or when, they might strike. Perhaps in the night once more? Some people had theories, that it was related to nature given the target, timing, and the actual 'assault'. Honestly Moriwen had no idea how some people came up with all of that stuff, digging so deeply into some of it to find things that she probably wouldn't have...

One of such theories happened to be a pending demolition for a natural 'park' of sorts within the city. Really it was just an area that hadn't been leveled out or worked before, no one had bothered buying it, and so an ecosystem or sorts survived there. There were mixed reviews about the whole thing, and some had even shown up to protest, physically blocking the machines.

Apparently whoever had guessed that might be the next target was right, and Moriwen was a bit shocked when she saw him. She was also glad that she had decided to go, just in case... Because she couldn't just sit back and watch whatever was about to unfold, and she was almost shocked when she managed to chase him off as her 'other' self. Regardless, though... the demolition would end up postponed for a time, and no one had ended up harmed again. So all was well that ended well...?
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[div class=FlameBorder][div class=FlameInner][div class=FlamePic][/div][div class=FlameName]Elaine Manning[/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by @IdyllicDreamer[/div]
The entire affair had ended up attracting a great deal of attention, and news coverage almost immediately. Elaine hadn't exactly been paying the rumor mill too much attention, busy with her own games, which meant she hadn't been there in person. Still, what she could see of it and heard, another person with powers about standing up for a fight? The grin on her face was impossible to suppress at that point as she thought on what she wanted to do.

The events at the demolition site wouldn't be the only thing that made the news that day, well before dinner time it would have hit the news about a fire that broke out at one of the larger parks within the city. The children were still in school, and the fires simply spread across without warning. No one could explain it, there was a distinct lack of accelerant to explain how they came to be.

More than that though... A helicopter in the area managed to spot the words that the flames spelled across the field.

'Don't run next time, count me in'​
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Oleander stood idly in the kitchen. He was about to make dinner for himself but stopped halfway through. While almost completely blank faced, there was a hint of worry there. Things didn't go as he planned, not in the slightest. That women... Of course it wasn't the first time he entertained the idea of others. There had never been any evidence of it so he just accepted his fucked up reality. Was this, better or worse? She was clearly against him, but somehow knowing there were others. It was all just a muddled mess in his brain. So many conflicting ideas.

There was one thing he could be happy with at least. People knew now for certain it was a statement. Not just, some unexplained disaster. And they knew he'd be willing to continue. He looked like a fool, but that could be combated next time.
The words next time rattled in his head. There really would be a next time wouldn't there be.
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Deryl sat on his bed, a stack of unfolded laundry at the foot of it. He glanced over at Oleander who'd been standing oddly still for a few minutes now. Binx took the opportunity to jump into his pile of fresh clothes and dig in. He was clearly told no, multiple times. The enticement of fresh warm clothing was too much. Deryl could tell him to go away when the cat just sat staring, but he didn't have the heart to kick him off now.

Deryl scratched the naughty cat between the ears before sighing and just grabbed something not directly under Binx to fold.[/div][/div]
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Like some sort of manic conspiracy theorist Accerly sat back staring at several old news coverages playing at once on her screen. At first people thought it could have been some act of god, at least that was one of many theories. Now everyone knew people did this. Well, some theories said aliens, but at least now everyone knew there was a humanoid figure in control of these events.

There were three of them now. It was all moving so quickly. It was all so exciting. Accerly resolved that she would be there next time he stuck. Front and center. Ah, but how to figure out where was next. Not just for him, but for any of them. She just watched any bit of footage she could. Hoping to garner some bit of info.

One of the clips stopped the final frame a shot mostly of the crowds and streets. Wait was that... Moriwen's car? It was hard to tell, it's not like this was a close up. Still Accerly could swear she recognized the pluses in the back window. Had she been in the crowd protesting? Didn't seem like her. At least, if she was a protester Accerly assumed talkative Moriwen would've mentioned it. She talked plenty about these goings on. Wouldn't she mention, being there?
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Most of the day had been fine, really. Things had been regrettably quiet since she had left the man known as Black Thorne that lovely little 'love letter' in the park that day. Honestly, she offered the man some help and he just went stone cold silent on her. The nerve of him! Not that she couldn't make her own spectacle somewhere if she really wanted, but there was nothing she felt particularly passionate about to really go for. If the silence kept up though the idea was becoming more and more tempting... Perhaps something with more of a bang.

The wait wasn't really what destroyed her enjoyment of the day though, it was more a series of events that happened in the evening. Something which had left an unfortunately noticeable bruise on her arm by the time she arrived back at the house. It took a lot of willpower to avoid slamming the door behind her, mostly because Moriwen would have been all over asking questions about things there.

[div class=ColorText]"Yo."[/div] Elaine acknowledged Deryl as she went to collect Binx from his bed, which had become the cats new favorite place to wait for her to get back. It probably wasn't just because it was the closest place to the door either. This night seemed to have the added perk of being littered with freshly washed clothing, it was no wonder he had found himself there.
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That day had been a bit of a rush that Moriwen wasn't used to, actually standing up to someone, preventing what could have been a catastrophe? It felt good in a way, if only she could express that somehow. There was no one she could talk to about this, chatty as she was. No one she could confide in about her powers, not even the other individuals with them. Why did it have to turn out this way? An unfortunate series of events, but she tried not to let on that she was bothered by it... Which was fortunately easier than she thought, considering how readily distracted she could be on a day to day basis.

Such as that particular moment when she peeked out of her room, catching Oleander just in the kitchen seemingly off. He wasn't usually the type to just be standing there like that, since she was sure he preferred it down in his room more than anywhere else in the house. It didn't take her long to go creeping into the kitchen, a curious look on her face.

"Oleander...? Everything okay?" She lightly prodded, not wanting to be too nosy but definitely curious about whatever was going on, especially if she could help. He, and the others here, were her friends after all!
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"Oh," there was no hiding how startled he'd been. So rapped up in his mind he didn't expect anyone else to walk into his bubble.

"Well," he picked up a spoon he pulled out earlier, what was he planning to cook? "work is understaffed, they keep trying to call me in when I'm scheduled for classes," it was true of course. Just more stress to pile on top of it all. Though he didn't try to worry too much about that. If customers were helped a little slower than they anticipated it wouldn't be the end of the world, even if some of them acted like it. School first, protests second, work third.

Wow that was odd to think about for him. Was this something he was really that committed to? He couldn't think about that right now. Just... Compartmentalize. Right now, in this house he was Oleander. Not the so called 'black thorne' as the media dubbed. Just the young student, and recently appointed assistant manager. He looked over to Moriwen and just shrugged, clearing his mind "I was just promoted, but I made my schedule very clear."[/div][/div]
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"Thanks," Deryl mumbled as Elle removed the now grumpy Binx. Physically he could have removed Binx, but emotionally? Imagine the tole. He then glanced up as she started off to her room with the cat.

"You okay?" he asked a bit uncharacteristically. He tried not to pry with others, he rarely asked any question. Or talked at all to be honest. Though, that bruise was pretty massive and clearly fresh on her arm. He couldn't help but worry. There wasn't any situation really that he could think of someone getting something like that on accident. [/div][/div]
 
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One eyebrow would end up arching when Deryl, Deryl, of all people actually asked something akin to how she was doing. Pausing in her step towards her room she just kind of pivoted around on her heel to look back at him, as if he had grown another head or something. It didn't take long for it to dawn on her, what might have caused him to wonder. Glancing down at her arm for a moment, before giving a little shrug. It was a bit nastier than she had expected apparently.

[div class=ColorText]"Chad was a bit pissy about something or other."[/div] She responded as if that were no big deal at all, as if it were perfectly fine, she had probably mentioned her boyfriend Chad a couple of times. Or, well, ex-boyfriend now. While she took the time to answer Binx decided now was the time for his escape, as he dive bombed off her chest like a springboard to pile-driver back into the warm clothing, resulting in a small snort from Elaine. [div class=ColorText]"Traitor."[/div]
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Well that settled it, something was clearly wrong for him to have been startled like that! While he wasn't Deryl levels of solid, he wasn't usually the jumpy type. The reasoning brought a little frown to her face, that wasn't exactly a problem that was easily solved when there were problems at work. Her arms crossing in thought before she stroked her chin in a slightly exaggerated manner...

"Actually you know that could be kind of perfect, I was thinking about trying to get a part time job!" While her parents had covered the expenses for her schooling, and helped out with her living situation, her 'budget' was very limited. It was just the necessities really, which probably would have been amazing to most people... but sometimes Moriwen wanted to do more, like get some art supplies for her passion!

"If that sounds okay? I mean for the whole applying thing I know you can't just offer a friend a job outright!" But obviously if he wouldn't have liked her working there with him she wouldn't have intruded.
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"I could put in a good word for you," he offered, just staring blankly at the spoon in his hand. He wouldn't have minded her working there at all. Though he didn't really think about it in that moment. His brain shifting into a rather shitty autopilot. He gave half a laugh, muttering "I forgot what I was going to make."

He put the spoon away, it was still clean after all. If he couldn't focus enough to eat maybe he should just get some sleep. There was a lot going on right now and rest sounded good. Still probably not the best idea, he couldn't remember the last time he ate today. Was it breakfast?[/div][/div]
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Deryl's face faltered. He clearly didn't like her answer. Chad was brought up a time or two, he recalled. Though what she said of him Deryl couldn't remember. Nothing, important. Right? He felt like if he heard of something like this before he'd remember. She always seemed to complain about him, but had he been physical before? It didn't matter, Deryl needed to say something before she went into her room for the night.

"But, are you okay?" he emphasized. Despite her size Elle was no delicate flower. She could take care of herself, and this was evident to everyone. Including the oblivious Deryl. Though that didn't mean that this was okay, because it certainly felt wrong.[/div][/div]
 
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It really didn't take much for Elaine to realize what it was he was getting at, what he was worried about from this situation. The bruise, a once boyfriend, it had all the classical signs of physical abuse. Perhaps she had been a little too casual about it, a red flag, but as far as she was concerned she had already dealt with it. He, however, didn't know that... and for someone who was usually so quiet and kept to himself it was rather amusing to see him concerned about something as he was now. It was just too cute, and she couldn't resist playing with him a little.

There wouldn't be any warning a she suddenly leaned in closer to him, one of her hands gently grasping his chin while the other one settled on the bed dangerously close to one of his legs. Far closer to him, or any of the others here, than she would have typically bothered to get. More intimate than any other case either.

[div class=ColorText]"It's really cute that you're worried about me, Deryl~"[/div] In that moment her voice sounded almost softer, sweeter, than it usually did. [div class=ColorText]"But you don't need to be, I broke up with Chad for that stunt and made sure he understood not to come near me again."[/div]

He was right, she wasn't a delicate flower, and she never would be. She was an inferno blazing through with no end in sight, burning hot and unwilling to lessen in intensity.
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"Oh, that would be nice!" Moriwen responded, though a bit of her enthusiasm drained away as she watched him. A little half frown forming there as she got the impression there was something more wrong than just that, after all wouldn't he be feeling a little better now...? Sure there was no magical fix that would just help him here, but there should have been some change she was sure! Something he didn't want to share, which meant she wasn't going to pry.

"I have an idea for that then~" She offered, when she realized it almost seemed like he had given up on the idea of eating. Unless putting the spoon away meant something else entirely. Well, this was something she could help with at least right now. Without needing to ask any other questions as she gathered the bread, peanut butter, and some jelly. A meal fit for a king as she went ahead and made them each a sandwich. Moriwen could be a disaster in the kitchen sometimes, fortunately sandwiches tended to be pretty easy.

"Here! Super simple but sometimes a simple snack helps make me feel better." It was probably just that sort of 'coming home' feeling, sometimes it reminded her of simpler times when she was little and her mom made something for her. That probably wasn't the same for everyone but, she could only try.
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"Thanks," Oleander just gave her a meek smile accepting the food. He was genuinely thankful he just had so much going on in his exhausted mind. Though now he just felt bad she felt the need to do that for him.

"Maybe I just really need sleep," he muttered, which was true. He did take one bite in front of her, nodding approvingly, before he decided to make his way back to his room. There was a lot to be done, maybe he should take the day off school tomorrow. It wasn't ideal, but perhaps he could get some things organized and make all of this a little easier. Or perhaps he'll just make it all that much harder. He wanted to just shut his brain down and pass out but he had a feeling that it was about to be a long night. [/div][/div]
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Could one's heart actually stop from shock like his? Deryl swore his did as Elle leaned in and he froze up. He didn't know what to expect from this conversation, but this was so far out of left field for him it was like it came from a different game. He was glad of course that she seemed to have taken care of business, but entirely taken aback on how she decided to tell him. Was it really that intimate or 'cute' of him to worry about her well being? It didn't seem like it to him. That's what any good person would do.

"G-good to hear," his voice faltered, it was strange to hear him stutter. So uncharacteristic of him, at least it felt that way. Deryl couldn't keep his eyes on Elle as he basically looked for an unawkward escape. He leaned back the slightest bit and grabbed Binx from the pile of clothes. Once again upsetting the cat. He shoved Binx into Elle's arms to get her to back off from him. Hoping to quickly diffuse his embarrassment. His face stony as ever, but laced with the slightest traces of pink.

"I should, get this done," He unnecessarily added, calming his nerves as he grabbed for something else in the stack to fold.[/div][/div]
 
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When she had decided to do that Elaine hadn't exactly been expecting him to reciprocate, in fact that probably would have been a lot less fun for her. Instead watching with something akin to delight as he seemed to process the events that transpired, the way he leaned back ever so slowly. As if he just didn't even know what to do, then again this kind of thing probably would have been surprising to anyone.

[div class=ColorText]"Alright, Deryl~"[/div] She simply responded with a little chuckle in her voice, arms naturally moving to accept Binx as she slowly pulled back out of his personal space. That faint blush on his face was probably the best part of it, to know she had just crept her way under his cool facade, subtle as it might have been. She would have started heading back to her room then, only to pause at the door.

[div class=ColorText]"I gave him a black eye, and whatever color balls turn when they're bruised, honestly haven't checked. I proceeded to tell him if I caught him manhandling another girl in the future I'd mount his family jewels on the wall."[/div] Honestly she wasn't sure why she bothered telling him the whole story of it all. It was unnatural for her, perhaps she just found herself in a good mood... or maybe she didn't want him to worry any. Regardless she went into her room and closed the door after that, though after a moment one thing would ring out from within her room... [div class=ColorText]"Ouch! Fuckin' cat..."[/div]

She loved the little shit so much though.
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She hadn't been expecting a lot from having made the sandwich, at least in terms of suddenly making him feel better, no. It was just a little hope, glimmer, that maybe in some way doing something extra would help him a bit. She managed to keep up her little smile until he left, wishing him a simple 'goodnight' as he went back down into her room. The little frown returned once he was out of view, along with a sigh.

Heading back to her room then Moriwen would give Deryl a little wave along the way before she closed her door for the night. In the privacy of her own room her confidence wavered a little, wondering what she should do... A bit of a flip-flop of emotions before she gave herself a little pep-talk, consumed the sandwich, and then went to sleep.
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Today would be Moriwen's first day at the CenterBargin. Well technical first day. She had to spend 3 days at another store for her training being no one here was trained to be a trainer. They had actually offered that kind of work to Oleander not long before Moriwen applied, but he turned it down. He could do his job well and help people as they asked questions on the job, but outright teaching sounded tedious and annoying. He remembered what training sessions were like when he was new and there was no way he'd be on the opposite end of that.

The two had the fortune of starting and ending their days at the same time, so he offered to drive them both there. When would something like that happen again? Well he knew at the very least, not for the next two weeks. Though they did occationally end their shifts at similar times. Given they were both daytime college students they'd been stuck with a lot of closing shifts.[/div][/div]
 
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Working kind of sucked, it wasn't something inherently fun that most people did because they enjoyed it. It was done out of necessity, a means to an end to carry on in a day to day life. Hence why it was work, not play. Still, Moriwen was a firm believer that attitude was everything, and if she found a way to both fulfill her tasks and make it fun, then it would be fun. All she had to do was keep a positive mindset and work with the people around her, and she was sure it would all be fine.

So that morning when it was time to do she put her uniform, her game face, and a color coordinated bow on, before heading out to meet up with him for the drive in. She was ready promptly and wouldn't make him wait at all, even if she could spend hours in the bathroom. Though to be fair those hours were usually always in the bathtub.

"Ready to roll, bossman!"
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Oleander just rolled his eyes and started up the car. She reminded him a lot of what he was like when he started. Obviously he wasn't nearly as optimistic. Even at his best he was no where near Moriwen's genuine relentless saccharine sweetness, still he couldn't help but recall his own first days working. Nearly 5 years ago now. Wow had it really been that long? Time flied when you spent your working days half asleep, and yet still worked harder than most everyone around him.

"Is this your first 'real' job?" Oleander just suddenly asked as he was driving, it wasn't a long drive but the silence bothered him.[/div][/div]
 
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One might have expected that with how much Moriwen liked to talk, that she would have had a problem with silence. They would have been wrong, she actually enjoyed both equally as much... so long as the silence wasn't awkward. This wasn't though, as far as she was concerned. Being around Oleander never felt weird or awkward so she didn't mind the quiet, nor did she mind when he broke it with a question. Blinking slightly at that before she kind kind of smiled.

"Wouldn't you like to know~!" She teased, though there would only be a few seconds pause before she continued. "Yes, and no actually." Which probably made next to no sense.

"My parents own a store, I've been on and off helping out in there since I was little, mostly on the weekends or during the summer when I was younger." That had been how she funded her hobbies before, an allowance from chores and working with her parents in the store.

"But you're not really suppose to use family as references so I couldn't list it in my application exactly." Or, something like that, maybe she should have listed it.
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"I'm convinced they don't check those, you're just chosen at random and then if they like the interview they hire you," he shrugged, "maybe pin names to a dart board and see who's lucky." His jokes never quit sounded like jokes. At least not in the delivery. It was odd how everything he said sounded resolute, though that was defiantly suppose to be a joke. Right?
"I lied for all my references and they never seemed to catch on. I think at the time that store had so much turnover they just needed a body," that he almost laughed at, like he had a single adult willing to vouch for him when he was a bratty, fuck head 16 year old boy. He could take comfort in knowing he was better now, even if he wasn't perfect. "By the time I left my last store I was the longest working employee, at least at that specific location. The manager was a transfer from another place. She'd only been there a quarter year but was itching to change location again."
He was surprisingly talkative about the subject. Normally he'd just leave it at his first comment, but she was a new hire she should know what it's like. Keep her braced for the inevitable. At least that was his rationale.
"This store is slightly better, nicer customers. More, or less." [/div][/div]
 
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There would be a playful gasp from Moriwen when he mentioned lying on his application, as if it were a far more heinous crime than what had been committed. She was clearly not serious though, and actually seemed kind of happier about something as he continued talking. It was unusual to see him so chatty, and it was kind of nice!

"I didn't know you were such a rebel! Remind me to watch out around you, mister!" At that she would playfully jab at him, though nothing too serious since she didn't want to distract him too much while driving.

"Sorry you had so much trouble at your last store, but its nice that things are better here." She had seen a couple of nasty people while helping at her parents store, though she hadn't really had to deal with them personally. Most of them... didn't last though, her mother was a rather terrifying woman who didn't take nonsense from anyone. For a moment there she couldn't help but picture the battle of wills that might ensue if her mom and Elle ever crossed paths...

"It sounds like your job is really important to you." Which, of course someones job was important to them, most people needed them, but she hoped that he got the fact that she meant more than just that.
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"Important?" the notion clearly assumed him. It was important in some ways. Got him out of his uncles house quick. Got him food and a place to live. Important like any other job was, necessary. Somehow her connotation made him feel like he seemed to care about his job. He cared enough not to half ass it like a lot of people might. Didn't mean he necessarily put in his all either. Or that he wouldn't leave it at the drop of the hat being offered anything at all better. He didn't know exactly what he'd do when he 'grew up' or rather graduated, but he had to imagine anything would be better than the assistant manager of a third rate grocery store.

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Okay, so, maybe she had been wrong, it wasn't impossible. It was just unusually to see him so chatty about something! Maybe he was just trying to be nice, or maybe they had never really been stuck in the same space before... At home he could always go into his room while he wanted. Idly she wondered if he regretted giving her a ride... Moriwen shook that thought away, positive thoughts.

"Let's get to it then!" Overall her 'first day' wouldn't be too bad, she had some experience handling things in a store before and after training had a basic understanding of what was expected of her. Which... was about all someone needed to know for this kind of job, it wasn't hard, it just required a person actually bothered to do it.

It was at some point later on in the day, while Moriwen was coming down from a bit of a boost of energy after getting a compliment on her bow, that she ended up asking Oleander if he wanted to get dinner with her on the way home. Nothing special, obviously, but just a little first-day celebration, as she would have put it. Why not, after all?
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The day went by surprisingly fast. He didn't see Moriwen too often. She was on the registers all day while he ran around doing litterally anything and everything. Namely covering people on their breaks being a lot of jobs that should have two or more people often only had the one for the day. Though the times he did see her were nice. It would be, he thought, good to have a genuinely joyful person around. Not that everyone here was dead inside, of course a few of them genuinely enjoyed their job. Since Moriwen gave him a moment to think on it, even if unintentionally, he thought that perhaps even he enjoyed it somewhat. More than he could say for his last place. Still there were too many either downtrodden or those clearly planning to bolt the moment their given.

"Good idea," he nodded, taking off his vest as they walked over to the time clock, "there's a decent burger place down the street... I usually only go if," he just stopped that sentence and smiled, "we could go there," he suggested.
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She probably wouldn't end up saying it anytime soon but she found his role at the job a little impressive, how coolly he handled all of it. He made it all look so simple, which most of it probably was simple but still, that wasn't the point. He did a good job, and she thought that was a great thing if nothing else.

"Whoa, whoaaaaa, no, no, you can't just do thaaat~!" Moriwen's voice slipped in somewhere between playful still, and a light whine as she nudged him a little at the clock. Eyes practically lit up with amusement, and energy that somehow hadn't diminished during the day. "You can't just stop halfway through something, it's so not fair!" Playful was winning out over the whine.

"You usually only go iffffff....?" Unwilling to just let that go, that would have been way to easy.
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"Huh?" Oleander mumbled, digging for his keys in his pockets, the two of them still walking and talking. He heard what she was saying of course, but it was far funnier to listen to her than it would be to answer. So he couldn't help but tease. Not that she needed to know. It would probably just make her worry or something. They'd only known one another a few months, yet she acted like they were best friends. She acted that way with everyone. It was admirable in an odd sort of way.

"Is that a yes then?" she didn't actually say if she wanted to go there or not. But, who didn't like a classic burger joint?
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She was eighty-seven percent positive that he had, in fact, heard what she said, which meant that he was either avoiding the question... or, or, he was playing with her. One of those was a much more desired event than the other one happened to be, now she just wanted to know which it was though...

"Well, duh, of course I want to go! I'm the one who asked you out after all!" Moriwen asserted, though she quickly got a small blush on her face there before she waved her hands a little in front of her. "I-I mean, not, asked out, out, but, like! You know, celebratory first day woo kind of... you know!" She obviously didn't want him to get the wrong idea, that she was trying to trick him into going out out with her or something! She wasn't nearly so fiendish.

Her own little slip up there ended up resulting in her forgetting what she had been pestering him about before though.
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Unbothered by her slip up Oleander just ignored it, not wanting to embaress her futher. It was funny really, and he could tease her but he didn't want to antagonize. Besides, she did that to herself well enough. Moriwen didn't need Oleander's help in becoming embarrassed.

The little restaurant was only a minute down the road so the two got there quick. Bonus being it was Wednesday and pretty late at night so it was dead and they were seated right away.
"So then," he was a bit surprised that she hadn't already started a rant about it, or maybe she really was tired despite still acting bubbly and energetic, "how was your first day? Ready to quit on me yet?"
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It was kind of nice here, the place was simple enough to not be overly fancy, or too much, but it was also nice enough that she didn't feel uncomfortable. Not that Moriwen was snooty by any means, but some things did make her uncomfortable, like places that prepared food being dirty. That tended to make her a bit nervous overall.

"Whaaat? No are you kidding me it was fun~ It was a little hectic at times but hey, that just means a bit of a workout!" She was actually sure some parts of her would end up sore tomorrow, mostly because there were a few muscles in there that she was sure she hadn't been using as much as she had been today. She would adjust though, of course.

"No sir, what you're going to have trouble with is getting rid of me!" She wasn't a quitter by any means, it would have taken a lot to make her consider quitting something without a really good reason.
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Oleander rather liked this joint, it was an acquitted in between of fast food and a 'classy' joint. Affordable but genuinely good. He was glad to come here with Moriwen given the times he's come before were on particularly bad days. This place was starting to have bad connotations within his own mind. The waiter came over and started listing a few specials and a drink list.

He interrupted her part way through with what he knew was a dumb joke, "but, that would be quite illegal."

The waitress just gave a polite customer service laugh and apologized. Not that it was really an issue. He'd been constantly misidentified thanks to his height for years now. He'd been seen as a 'full grown' adult since he was at least 14. He reached his full height of 6'5 by 16, but had been over 6' for some time. It helped when he bought ciggeretes to sell to kids at this school. First job before he could get a real one. Now it didn't really have any effect on him. Though a few times in which he mentioned he was only 20 and shocked people could occasionally be funny.
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