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lvzarus :

⚡ ⟶                      hand bound itself around the handle of the cup, the words that spilled from evan only MILD assurance considering the bitter aroma & blackened appearance placed nerves firm within depths of his stomach. yet - he had to form some semblance of trust in the older male, right? even if that hadn’t exactly been the BEST decision considering the disdain he held towards things that evan deemed delicious ( how exactly ??? ).

                        cup shifted itself upwards against the confines of his mouth, prepared to ingest whilst oceanic orbs gleaming with uncertainty gazed towards his diner company  —-  a gut instinct lazarus should have perhaps gone with from the beginning. as soon as the heated fluid of coffee touched upon taste-buds, there was an instant recoil, cup shoved upon the table in complete disgust as soft cries of disdain pooled from grimacing twin-flesh. nope, nope, nope, nope, nope, that was all kinds of wrong, the younger bringing digits up towards his tongue in order to wipe away the caffeinated beverage. was there anything in this world that he could actually enjoy?

                  as soon as the opposing male tried the coffee and instantly pushed the cup away from him in disgust, evan could only furrow his brows in his direction -- was he going to like ANYTHING placed infront of him? or was he seriously going to say that every single thing in this world was disgusting? heavy sigh escaped evan's lips, blue orbs now gazing towards lazarus with pure confusion as he shook his had slightly, not understanding how he couldn't like at least one of the two items currently infront of him. ❝you don't like ANYTHING? at all?❞ brow raised in his direction,  probably making more of a deal over this situation than he ever should have but hell, he was confused, he didn't know how anyone could say they disliked french fries, and now coffee too? was this guy from another world where these things didn't exist? ( oh if only he knew ) ❝you can't just eat NOTHING, i mean, you're definitely a big guy...but you still gotta eat, man. what DO you like?❞

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lvzarus :

⚡ ⟶                      ( & you do? what even ARE these ??? ) expression of confused disbelief was evident upon smooth features, lazarus flicking the uneaten fry towards the plate of disappointment before pushing it towards evan. if he apparently liked them so much ( & had paid for them anyway ), then maybe it should have been HIM that finished them off, the ex-asset not wanting to touch them with a ten-foot pole if he could. soft grumble flourished especially from lazarus able to feel the depths of his stomach now rumbling in a hunger that he couldn’t understand, & yet - was still annoying & bordering on painful none-the-less, needing something to eat that wasn’t going to come in the guise of greasy, crisped potatoes. before digits could reach for the menu in prompting evan to get him something else, the sudden presence of the nearby waitress caught him unawares, placing mugs of coffee ( what is this black substance? tar ??? ) upon the table with a smile before venturing off again. brows nuzzled together, optics shifting towards the unknown fluid that seemed so damn bitter that it burned before gazing towards evan —- this wasn’t SERIOUS, was it?

                     ❝----what? coffee freak you out too?❞ brows raised towards lazarus as he noticed him gaze towards the caffeinated drink with pure confusion, not even assuming that he would end up liking it considering he didn't like fries and THAT was something he hadn't been expecting in the slightest. with a heavy sigh escaping his lips, the cali-native then reached out to grasp onto the mug that was placed down infront of him, lifting it to his lips before taking a few sips of the hot coffee that caused a slight hum of contentment to become audible, appreciating the taste that now lingered upon his tongue. placing it back down, blue orbs then gazed back towards the opposing male before darting quickly back to his coffee, a silent gesture that it was SAFE to drink it, it wasn't going to kill him. ❝you can drink it, man, it's perfectly safe -- not everything put infront of you is going to kill you. just try it, you might like it.❞

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cvptainhydra :

☠ ⟶          ( no, no, no, NO, NO, N    O !!! ) the enthusiasm that was radiating from the unknown like a toxic virus was already making whiskey nauseous, irritated beyond all compare that he was being stalled in saving lives & kicking ass, & now he wanted to tag along for the ride? he could only imagine how distracting it would have been having the brunette on board, seemingly finding everything about his demonic hunting incredible when to whiskey? it was simply work, getting the job done so that a targeted human could live to fight another day. yet - how much of an asshole would he have been if there was an express of NO, despite the word coursing throughout frazzled mind like wild-fire? the stranger technically wasn’t hurting anyone ( except his sanity ), so maybe he could…deal with it? with a sigh of complete reluctance pooling, whiskey prepared himself for the inevitable pain, strap of crossbow shifted upon his shoulder before he made tracks in heading towards the abandoned settlement that said monsters were apparently residing within.

                          ❛fine —- fine!❜

                 beaming smile etched upon evan's features like a damn excited child as soon as whiskey stated that he could tag along with him on his hunting experience, instantly getting himself hyped for something that he thought would be all kinds of awesome, and the fact that this was actually happening and it wasn't just some sort of weird trip thanks to the drugs? made it even better, now completely forgetting about the fact that the reason the two even started talking was because the opposing male fired a damn arrow that almost caught him between the eyes; but how could he complain about that now when he was about to tag along to fight off DEMONS? walking alongside the hunter, his excitement was evidently showing since he was practically bouncing on his feet, wide grin never once shifting from his features. ❝so, how do you catch them? how do you even know they're there?❞

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lvzarus :

⚡ ⟶                       judging by the grimace of disdain that was etched into chiseled features, the question spoken lazarus’ direction was answered via expression, not that he could exactly showcase his displeasure via wording; the ‘fries’ ( that was what evan called them, right? ) held greasy tinge that coated tips of digits & smothered upon his insides, an unwanted coating lining the back of his tongue that wasn’t going away any time soon. no - no, the food was bordering on DISGUSTING even if it was the only substance that the brunette had been able to eat for days. perhaps it was the new-found experience of actually tasting something that lazarus hadn’t become accustomed to yet, especially when hydra had made sure all of his nutrition came in the form of IV needles & vials that went straight into his essence; but even if that was the case, right now? he didn’t want another fry in his entire LIFE, digits raising one of the fries towards evan with a grimace as if to express ( you actually like this ??? ).

                 noticing the grimace upon opposing features caused brows to furrow in surprise -- who the hell didn't like fries? he was pretty sure he had never come across someone who didn't like them, until now, and he was most definitely shocked at the others expression of pure disgust. as the fry was raised towards him with said look against lazarus' features, evan nodded his head as if to answer a silent question of yes, he did enjoy them and he did like to eat them - why the hell was the other even questioning something so bizarre? nothing about him made any sense to the cali-native, but that didn't mean he was going to tell him to leave or cast him off to be on his own, it simply meant he'd gain a few strange looks from him, that's all. ❝you really don't like them? c'mon man, they're fucking delicious! you gotta be the only person who doesn't like fries.❞

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lvzarus :.

⚡ ⟶                       just fries, man. as if that was supposed to open optics as to what was actually in front of lazarus, brows furrowing even harder in the complete unknown; he didn’t even know what potatoes were, let alone actual substance considering the only way he was aware hunger had been suppressed? was via the use of tubes & vials streamed into his essence by hydra that gave him the nutrition that was needed, not something that he could ever actually learn within their four walls. yet - since his MURDER, lazarus was now having to fend for himself, curious optics gazing towards evan before deciding to follow his motions ( please do not kill me ), plopping the singular fry into his mouth before chewing in tentative fashion. warming inside with crunch upon the top felt odd, the ex-asset not having anything in his mouth since his creation bar RESTRAINTS, but with the way his stomach rumbled in satisfaction? maybe this was okay, lazarus reaching for another one before repeating the same motion, not knowing if he was enjoying himself but aware this was probably the right thing to do none-the-less. 

                  evan couldn't help but smile slightly as a light chuckle made itself known, noticing lazarus finally deciding to take the plunge and allow himself to eat the fries that were infront of him, seemingly enjoying them since he was gladly taking one after the other. he was intrigued by the opposing male, he didn't really want to say that he was weird, but he was most definitely DIFFERENT, and it only caused the cali-native to become somewhat curious. at first he had thought perhaps he just couldn't speak, but since he seemingly didn't know a damn thing about the rest of the world that he now lived in? evan's confusion and curiosity was heightened as to WHY the other man was the way he was ( not knowing anything about hydra or the fact they had created him ), but regardless, he found it highly amusing to be spending time within his company. ❝----see? they're good, huh?❞

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lvzarus :

⚡ ⟶                       brows furrowed even harder against confused features, the speed that the opposed was seemingly eating now another tick upon the box of situations lazarus couldn’t understand; he could feel some form of rumble within the base of his stomach, was that what evan was apparently calming? were the yellow sticks & blood that adorned the plate in front of him something that could help aid his unknown HUNGER? frown forms & the ex-asset almost feels stupid considering the other male seemingly didn’t have a problem with what he was doing, strong digits picking one of the fries up within his grasp before staring. simply…staring. head cocked to the side, oceanic hues gazing towards the food before looking towards the other, vulnerability tinging puzzlement as if to ask: ( are you sure this is okay to eat? ).

                  brow raised in lazarus' direction as he noticed him picking up a fry and staring at it, almost as if he had no idea what the hell it was or what it would do to him ---- was he ACTUALLY confused about what it was? the questioning look that was then sent in evan's direction just about clarified that he really didn't have a clue what to do with the food infront of him, the cali-native nodding his head slowly with a look of confusion upon his own profile. ❛you CAN eat them, you know -- it's hardly going to kill you. it's just fries, man.❜ yet another shrug was lifted against his shoulders before he began wolfing down even more of them, almost as if he was now trying to prove to the opposing male that they were infact perfectly fine to eat.

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⚡ ⟶                       smooth, strong digits roam over the plate of yellow sticks that were in front of him, disgust sweeping; they BURNED, tips of fingers wanting to pull away despite the ever-lasting curiosity that brews within. & – why was the stranger that opposed ( & had offered this in the first place ) suddenly dumping red fluid upon the sticks as if that was NORMAL? was it poison? was this the end for lazarus right here & now? head cocks to the side like a puzzled pooch. ( please do not kill me ).

                                ❛—-???❜

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                  evan wasted absolutely no time in wolfing down the fries that were infront of him, not thinking about it like the opposing male was, he didn't have TIME to think when he was just so damn hungry. whilst stuffing the food within his mouth, blue orbs caught the confused look upon lazarus' features, brows furrowing as the cali-native then shrugged his shoulders slightly, wondering what the hell was his problem -- and why was he just STARING instead of eating?

                      ❛------what?❜

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cvptainhydra :

☠ ⟶         ( oh my god, too many questions, too many questions. just put your hands on your ears & he’ll stop, he’ll stop, okay he’s stopped. thank fuck ). there was almost an avoidance to answer from how evident it was coming across that the stranger was borderline crazy, the mere fact he was seemingly so excited about something most people wouldn’t believe in a notion that whiskey couldn’t quite wrap his head around. not even other hunters were as invested with their questioning as this brunette apparently was, the hunter only able to offer out a small ‘uh…’ before rubbing at the back of his neck. he knew the answers to the questions, of course, they could be answered in milliseconds but what if it wasn’t enough? what if the unknown wanted to know MORE when he was already pressed for time as it was? strong gulp formed in hoarse throat, whiskey taking the plunge before it was too late. ❛i suppose they’re scary? something i’ve just got used to now, &, uh – no, i’ve never been possessed. i’ve done exorcisms though, if that – helps you? or whatever? ain’t really a big deal, yeah? it’s just my job —-❜ ( now could he just go? )

                 ❛man...that shit is fuckin' cool!❜ he was beaming at this point, staring towards the other male like a goddamn awe-struck child, eyes widening at his every word, finding it incredibly awesome that he had actually performed an exorcism before; he often wondered if any of that stuff ACTUALLY happened, and now not only did he know for definite that it did, but he was talking to someone who had done it. he couldn't quite take a hint that the other was growing increasingly irritated with him, instead he just stayed put and hoped for more cool information about what the unknown done would be thrown in his direction ---- or maybe it would be even cooler if he let him go with him to actually hunt down a damn demon. ❛------you gotta let me stick around! this is too fuckin' awesome to pass up, i wanna see this shit up close!❜

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cvptainhydra :

☠ ⟶          ❛animal? i’m not that kind of hunter —-❜ there’s an expression of disdain that pulls against whiskey’s features, twin-flesh grimacing, crinkles appearing against the corners of optics as if the unknown was supposed to know his true profession. it’s a fleeting moment however before he scoffs underneath his breath, it was always so boring having to explain himself when he should have been on the road getting the job done. time was already being stalled, his routine was already slipping ( & yeah, he may have never KILLED a man, but he didn’t, right? that was important ). ❛i’m a hunter for the supernatural. things that go bump in the night & all that spooky shit, yeah?❜

                   ❛-------damn, that's actually...pretty fuckin' cool.❜ so apparently all it took was the unknown to say he was hunting the supernatural for evan to evidently push any anger he held to the side to now be replaced by complete AWE, smile curving up against his lips as he shifted himself closer towards the other man, not as afraid to stand next to him now as he had been before. arms crossed over his chest, not even caring if this was a bad trip or not, he was incredibly intrigued by what the other seemingly done with himself and his spare time ( or as a job, if that was even an occupation, even had no idea. ) ❛you ever get any scary shit? you ever see a demon? you ever been possessed? bet that is fuckin' crazy!❜

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cvptainhydra :

☠ ⟶          ❛psycho? i don’t think that’s very nice.❜ says the man that nearly shot sharpened arrow straight into opposing skull, whiskey holding a slight pout upon his features from the words spilled. he may have been careless & borderline problematic but that didn’t mean he wished any harm upon humans ( not unless they were possessed anyway which…the brunette seemed to be okay in that department ).

                    ❛—- i’m a hunter, yeah? but you’re not the prey i’m looking for so — my bad for nearly shooting you, alright? shit happens.❜

                     heavy sigh escaped evan's lips, maybe he was just too damn high right now and imagining ALL of this entire fucked up scenario. there was no way someone could have actually just shot an arrow and missed his face by the tiniest amount, that kind of shit just didn't happen on the daily -- right? ❛well...what the hell ARE you lookin' for if it ain't me? i mean, you almost got me right between the fuckin' eyes, the hell did you get me mixed up for? if you say some gross ass animal, i swear to god.❜

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☠ ⟶    ❛jesus FUCK. almost shot you in the face, dumbass!❜ whiskey was on edge, way more than the regular patron considering he was on the the hunt, crossbow lowered in order to furrow brows towards the other male. ❛lucky i know you ain’t one of them, less ugly for starters.❜

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                      ❛one of fuckin' WHAT?! the hell are you out here tryin' to shoot that resembles a fuckin' PERSON?! psycho.❜ growl spilled from evan's lips as he glared in the unknowns direction, anger surging throughout his veins like wildfire since he couldn't even fathom what just happened -- had this guy ACTUALLY just almost shot him in the damn face? surely this wasn't happening?

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liongvard :

🐾 ⟶     the leaning into the scratches caused smile to etch into fuzzed features, that must have meant tocho was doing a GOOD job, right? there was a immense hope that he was, strong digits scratching & massaging gently against the tresses that opposed, wanting evan to relax as much as he possibly could. besides - he couldn’t deny how comfortable he was himself from feeling the other man’s warmth against his own. ❛you’re becoming a right little simba; new nickname, i think.❜

                          ❛...does that mean i get to call you mufasa?❜ his words were quiet due to how relaxed and comfortable he felt laying upon tocho's lap, grin evident upon his features as he snuggled slightly into the head scratches that truly felt AMAZING. small hums of satisfaction continued to become audible, almost as if he really was like a cub purring whilst getting his head scratched -- especially when he was enjoying every minute of it.

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liongvard:

🐾 ⟶     calloused digits reached forward instantly in order to lightly scratch against the brunette tresses that were now within large lap, tocho unable to cease the content, wide smile that imprinted against heavily-fuzzed features from the small intimacy. in reality, he had never had something in his lap before asides cubs within the lion enclosures & his siberian husky back at home, but a human? never & it felt great. ❛see? lap naps are the bomb, son!❜

❛hmmm------❜ was the only noise to become audible from evan as he lay upon tocho's lap, already feeling the lids of blue orbs closing since he couldn't deny how damn amazing and relaxing this felt. shifting his frame to get more comfy upon his lap, small smile now stretched across his lips as he leaned into the light head scratches, knowing that he could EASILY fall asleep like this.

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liongvard:

🐾 ⟶     ❛you’re very smart, wow. but yes, that’s exactly what i’m saying. you look tired & there’s only me around so —- hop on.❜

❛hm, well -- you DO look pretty comfy and i am pretty fuckin' tired.❜

with a slight shrug of his shoulders, evan then shifted his frame so that he could lay his head down upon opposing lap, some- thing he hadn't been EXPECTING to happen between himself and tocho, but was he about to complain? absolutely not, not when the other was actually pretty damn comfy, soft sigh of contentment then spilling from the cali-native's lips.

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@liongvard

❛a lap nap? like...sleeping on someones lap? on YOUR lap?❜