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fluxscape2021-07-15 01:25 am
curious_spirit) wrote in fluxscape2021-07-15 01:25 am
OPEN - I can see clearly now the rain is gone
Who: Shadow Moon and OTA
Where: Snowflurry Avenue Books, Phoenix Rising, Pour Judgment and the market
When: Current
What: Catch all
Warnings: Possible language. Will update.
Snowflurry Avenue Books
The barista who is about a foot bigger than the rest, usually wearing short sleeves that cling to his sizeable chest and biceps under the uniform apron, is Shadow Moon. He can be found at Snowflurry Avenue when not at his other job with Phoenix Rising at the Metroplex.
Yet his size doesn’t seem as formidable when in an apron, busy putting together a variety of drinks. He easily will offer a smile when people are kind and isn’t loud in conversation. Not overly chatty, Shadow often observes to make the appropriate small talk.
“How can I help you?” he would ask if someone unfamiliar approached, otherwise the same friendly smile would greet those familiar. Shadow would appear to keep his nose in a book if not actively working behind the counter but quietly observe the surroundings regularly.
Phoenix Rising (The Metroplex)
Being a boxing instructor, Shadow arrives at least half an hour before his student to prepare by checking equipment and/or warming up by getting a light workout in. He would get a real workout in once a day and watch some of the other classes from time to time.
Pour Judgment
In the evening after dinner, he was one of the bartenders who works until closing most nights. There are kids in the establishment until about nine who Shadow would watch with amusement. Most of the staff also watches after the minors but a certain zealous security guard rarely ever looks amused.
Shadow has a gentle approach when striking up conversations. Usually he would use a simple line after observing the person sat in front of him, picking up on a mood or demeanor. Anyone who didn’t seem up for conversation were left alone but served no less than any other patron.
The Market
Need someone to reach that item off the top shelf? Shadow would be glad to help, keeping a friendly expression unless given reason otherwise. Shopping was something he usually did with Lydia but surprised her from time to time and this was one of those. He might glance a little long over the selection of flowers or something nice if they can be found.
"I'm sorry," he'd immediately utter if bumping into someone or even if they walked into him (maybe he had stepped out from where he stood without looking). Shadow was a little softer than a wall but not by a big margin. Hopefully nothing fragile was being carried when the collision took place.
Where: Snowflurry Avenue Books, Phoenix Rising, Pour Judgment and the market
When: Current
What: Catch all
Warnings: Possible language. Will update.
Snowflurry Avenue Books
The barista who is about a foot bigger than the rest, usually wearing short sleeves that cling to his sizeable chest and biceps under the uniform apron, is Shadow Moon. He can be found at Snowflurry Avenue when not at his other job with Phoenix Rising at the Metroplex.
Yet his size doesn’t seem as formidable when in an apron, busy putting together a variety of drinks. He easily will offer a smile when people are kind and isn’t loud in conversation. Not overly chatty, Shadow often observes to make the appropriate small talk.
“How can I help you?” he would ask if someone unfamiliar approached, otherwise the same friendly smile would greet those familiar. Shadow would appear to keep his nose in a book if not actively working behind the counter but quietly observe the surroundings regularly.
Phoenix Rising (The Metroplex)
Being a boxing instructor, Shadow arrives at least half an hour before his student to prepare by checking equipment and/or warming up by getting a light workout in. He would get a real workout in once a day and watch some of the other classes from time to time.
Pour Judgment
In the evening after dinner, he was one of the bartenders who works until closing most nights. There are kids in the establishment until about nine who Shadow would watch with amusement. Most of the staff also watches after the minors but a certain zealous security guard rarely ever looks amused.
Shadow has a gentle approach when striking up conversations. Usually he would use a simple line after observing the person sat in front of him, picking up on a mood or demeanor. Anyone who didn’t seem up for conversation were left alone but served no less than any other patron.
The Market
Need someone to reach that item off the top shelf? Shadow would be glad to help, keeping a friendly expression unless given reason otherwise. Shopping was something he usually did with Lydia but surprised her from time to time and this was one of those. He might glance a little long over the selection of flowers or something nice if they can be found.
"I'm sorry," he'd immediately utter if bumping into someone or even if they walked into him (maybe he had stepped out from where he stood without looking). Shadow was a little softer than a wall but not by a big margin. Hopefully nothing fragile was being carried when the collision took place.
no subject
"Okay, one case I worked recently involved a dead body that was so perfectly preserved that the man looked like he was still alive. He was posed sitting on a couch, looking normal except for the fact that he was cold and didn't move. Based on some of the evidence at the scene, I theorized that we were looking for a necrophiliac." He shrugs. "I was right."
Just some casual necrophilia talk over coffee, no big deal.