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[He grins uncomfortably] ...Fine. Yeah, fine... how’re you?

That was rhetorical. I'm not that unobservant. What happened?

[He rubs the back of his neck.]

Uh. I don’t- nothin’s happened, I guess? Just wanted to, I dunno... talk?- may I sit down?

... Sure. Any of the desks are okay, or you can find another chair somewhere. Sorry, I don't usually meet with adults if it's not for a conference.

[Lex laughs awkwardly, and sits down uncomfortably on the edge of one of the desks].

Yeah. Well, uh... how’ve you been? Your um, your family alright?

Elisabeth is back in town, and has been doing okay, and Poppy's got a bit of a cold, but other than that we're doing alright. How about you and your partner?

Eddie’s... well. He’s. You know. He’s Eddie. [He grins again. It doesn’t meet his eyes.]

Um, yeah, so. I wanted to talk to you about..? Gawd, it sounds sort of weird, I don’t know how to explain this.

I work with young children. I can figure out what you mean if you try to explain.

[He grins genuinely at that, for a second.]

Yeah. Okay. So um. Eddie was- before Ed and I got married a few years ago, he made it pretty clear he would want, you know. A family. Eventually. And now he’s sort of started to bring it up again a lot more, and I really don’t like to keep making excuses and being evasive and... but... I don’t really- Gawd, okay, this sounds really stupid but I don’t think I’d be a good dad. [He finishes in a rush.]

... Why specifically don't you think that?

[It's a genuine question, though she's pretty sure she knows the answer.]

[He looks at the ground.]

You know. I don’t- I mean, my old man was- [he stops awkwardly.] Don’t wanna turn into him, y’know? What with the... you know.

... Personally, I don't, but...

[She sighs.]

That's not quite something I can help with-you might want to talk with my wife about that. She was in a similar situation to you when we adopted Poppy, I think. However, I'll say what I always do-talking to the other person involved is the first step to figuring this out.

[He furrows his brow.]

I mean... I’ve been... you might not be able to tell, but I’ve been trying to- reign it in a little? I mean, I’m getting too old for the whole, up-til-dawn, sleep-til-evening thing anyway. I just... don’t know if it’d be... right, still?

You are improving. I can tell that much. But I think you should be blatantly honest with Eddie.

[He shrugs.]

Not that I don’t want to, you know. Adopt kids. I just. Don’t know if I’d be any good at the whole parenting thing.

And you should tell Eddie that and talk to him about what you both want going forward.

[She sighs, heavily.]

Sorry, I'm tired, and winter setting in is not helping.

Sorry. I can- I can go. Don’t really know why I brought all of that to you, anyway.

It's alright. I'm probably one of the better listeners there is.

Sorry for not being able to help.

[He nods]

Yeah. No, you... you helped. Sorta. I guess I’ll go now. Um. Say hi to your wife from me.

[Lex walks in with his usual lack of grace; his nose is very red from the cold, and he smells strongly of woodsmoke rather than alcohol. He looks awkward and nervous.]

[Ms. Angelus looks up, and stands from her desk. She's working late again, and seems to glow in the dim room. She always seems to glow.]

Lex, are you alright?

[He grins uncomfortably] ...Fine. Yeah, fine... how’re you?

That was rhetorical. I'm not that unobservant. What happened?

[He rubs the back of his neck.]

Uh. I don’t- nothin’s happened, I guess? Just wanted to, I dunno... talk?- may I sit down?

... Sure. Any of the desks are okay, or you can find another chair somewhere. Sorry, I don't usually meet with adults if it's not for a conference.

[Lex laughs awkwardly, and sits down uncomfortably on the edge of one of the desks].

Yeah. Well, uh... how’ve you been? Your um, your family alright?

Elisabeth is back in town, and has been doing okay, and Poppy's got a bit of a cold, but other than that we're doing alright. How about you and your partner?

Eddie’s... well. He’s. You know. He’s Eddie. [He grins again. It doesn’t meet his eyes.]

Um, yeah, so. I wanted to talk to you about..? Gawd, it sounds sort of weird, I don’t know how to explain this.

I work with young children. I can figure out what you mean if you try to explain.

[He grins genuinely at that, for a second.]

Yeah. Okay. So um. Eddie was- before Ed and I got married a few years ago, he made it pretty clear he would want, you know. A family. Eventually. And now he’s sort of started to bring it up again a lot more, and I really don’t like to keep making excuses and being evasive and... but... I don’t really- Gawd, okay, this sounds really stupid but I don’t think I’d be a good dad. [He finishes in a rush.]

... Why specifically don't you think that?

[It's a genuine question, though she's pretty sure she knows the answer.]

[He looks at the ground.]

You know. I don’t- I mean, my old man was- [he stops awkwardly.] Don’t wanna turn into him, y’know? What with the... you know.

... Personally, I don't, but...

[She sighs.]

That's not quite something I can help with-you might want to talk with my wife about that. She was in a similar situation to you when we adopted Poppy, I think. However, I'll say what I always do-talking to the other person involved is the first step to figuring this out.

[He furrows his brow.]

I mean... I’ve been... you might not be able to tell, but I’ve been trying to- reign it in a little? I mean, I’m getting too old for the whole, up-til-dawn, sleep-til-evening thing anyway. I just... don’t know if it’d be... right, still?

You are improving. I can tell that much. But I think you should be blatantly honest with Eddie.

[He shrugs.]

Not that I don’t want to, you know. Adopt kids. I just. Don’t know if I’d be any good at the whole parenting thing.

And you should tell Eddie that and talk to him about what you both want going forward.

[She sighs, heavily.]

Sorry, I'm tired, and winter setting in is not helping.

Sorry. I can- I can go. Don’t really know why I brought all of that to you, anyway.

[Lex walks in with his usual lack of grace; his nose is very red from the cold, and he smells strongly of woodsmoke rather than alcohol. He looks awkward and nervous.]

[Ms. Angelus looks up, and stands from her desk. She's working late again, and seems to glow in the dim room. She always seems to glow.]

Lex, are you alright?

[He grins uncomfortably] ...Fine. Yeah, fine... how’re you?

That was rhetorical. I'm not that unobservant. What happened?

[He rubs the back of his neck.]

Uh. I don’t- nothin’s happened, I guess? Just wanted to, I dunno... talk?- may I sit down?

... Sure. Any of the desks are okay, or you can find another chair somewhere. Sorry, I don't usually meet with adults if it's not for a conference.

[Lex laughs awkwardly, and sits down uncomfortably on the edge of one of the desks].

Yeah. Well, uh... how’ve you been? Your um, your family alright?

Elisabeth is back in town, and has been doing okay, and Poppy's got a bit of a cold, but other than that we're doing alright. How about you and your partner?

Eddie’s... well. He’s. You know. He’s Eddie. [He grins again. It doesn’t meet his eyes.]

Um, yeah, so. I wanted to talk to you about..? Gawd, it sounds sort of weird, I don’t know how to explain this.

I work with young children. I can figure out what you mean if you try to explain.

[He grins genuinely at that, for a second.]

Yeah. Okay. So um. Eddie was- before Ed and I got married a few years ago, he made it pretty clear he would want, you know. A family. Eventually. And now he’s sort of started to bring it up again a lot more, and I really don’t like to keep making excuses and being evasive and... but... I don’t really- Gawd, okay, this sounds really stupid but I don’t think I’d be a good dad. [He finishes in a rush.]

... Why specifically don't you think that?

[It's a genuine question, though she's pretty sure she knows the answer.]

[He looks at the ground.]

You know. I don’t- I mean, my old man was- [he stops awkwardly.] Don’t wanna turn into him, y’know? What with the... you know.

... Personally, I don't, but...

[She sighs.]

That's not quite something I can help with-you might want to talk with my wife about that. She was in a similar situation to you when we adopted Poppy, I think. However, I'll say what I always do-talking to the other person involved is the first step to figuring this out.

[He furrows his brow.]

I mean... I’ve been... you might not be able to tell, but I’ve been trying to- reign it in a little? I mean, I’m getting too old for the whole, up-til-dawn, sleep-til-evening thing anyway. I just... don’t know if it’d be... right, still?

You are improving. I can tell that much. But I think you should be blatantly honest with Eddie.

[He shrugs.]

Not that I don’t want to, you know. Adopt kids. I just. Don’t know if I’d be any good at the whole parenting thing.

[Lex walks in with his usual lack of grace; his nose is very red from the cold, and he smells strongly of woodsmoke rather than alcohol. He looks awkward and nervous.]

[Ms. Angelus looks up, and stands from her desk. She's working late again, and seems to glow in the dim room. She always seems to glow.]

Lex, are you alright?

[He grins uncomfortably] ...Fine. Yeah, fine... how’re you?

That was rhetorical. I'm not that unobservant. What happened?

[He rubs the back of his neck.]

Uh. I don’t- nothin’s happened, I guess? Just wanted to, I dunno... talk?- may I sit down?

... Sure. Any of the desks are okay, or you can find another chair somewhere. Sorry, I don't usually meet with adults if it's not for a conference.

[Lex laughs awkwardly, and sits down uncomfortably on the edge of one of the desks].

Yeah. Well, uh... how’ve you been? Your um, your family alright?

Elisabeth is back in town, and has been doing okay, and Poppy's got a bit of a cold, but other than that we're doing alright. How about you and your partner?

Eddie’s... well. He’s. You know. He’s Eddie. [He grins again. It doesn’t meet his eyes.]

Um, yeah, so. I wanted to talk to you about..? Gawd, it sounds sort of weird, I don’t know how to explain this.

I work with young children. I can figure out what you mean if you try to explain.

[He grins genuinely at that, for a second.]

Yeah. Okay. So um. Eddie was- before Ed and I got married a few years ago, he made it pretty clear he would want, you know. A family. Eventually. And now he’s sort of started to bring it up again a lot more, and I really don’t like to keep making excuses and being evasive and... but... I don’t really- Gawd, okay, this sounds really stupid but I don’t think I’d be a good dad. [He finishes in a rush.]

... Why specifically don't you think that?

[It's a genuine question, though she's pretty sure she knows the answer.]

[He looks at the ground.]

You know. I don’t- I mean, my old man was- [he stops awkwardly.] Don’t wanna turn into him, y’know? What with the... you know.

... Personally, I don't, but...

[She sighs.]

That's not quite something I can help with-you might want to talk with my wife about that. She was in a similar situation to you when we adopted Poppy, I think. However, I'll say what I always do-talking to the other person involved is the first step to figuring this out.

[He furrows his brow.]

I mean... I’ve been... you might not be able to tell, but I’ve been trying to- reign it in a little? I mean, I’m getting too old for the whole, up-til-dawn, sleep-til-evening thing anyway. I just... don’t know if it’d be... right, still?

[Lex walks in with his usual lack of grace; his nose is very red from the cold, and he smells strongly of woodsmoke rather than alcohol. He looks awkward and nervous.]

[Ms. Angelus looks up, and stands from her desk. She's working late again, and seems to glow in the dim room. She always seems to glow.]

Lex, are you alright?

[He grins uncomfortably] ...Fine. Yeah, fine... how’re you?

That was rhetorical. I'm not that unobservant. What happened?

[He rubs the back of his neck.]

Uh. I don’t- nothin’s happened, I guess? Just wanted to, I dunno... talk?- may I sit down?

... Sure. Any of the desks are okay, or you can find another chair somewhere. Sorry, I don't usually meet with adults if it's not for a conference.

[Lex laughs awkwardly, and sits down uncomfortably on the edge of one of the desks].

Yeah. Well, uh... how’ve you been? Your um, your family alright?

Elisabeth is back in town, and has been doing okay, and Poppy's got a bit of a cold, but other than that we're doing alright. How about you and your partner?

Eddie’s... well. He’s. You know. He’s Eddie. [He grins again. It doesn’t meet his eyes.]

Um, yeah, so. I wanted to talk to you about..? Gawd, it sounds sort of weird, I don’t know how to explain this.

I work with young children. I can figure out what you mean if you try to explain.

[He grins genuinely at that, for a second.]

Yeah. Okay. So um. Eddie was- before Ed and I got married a few years ago, he made it pretty clear he would want, you know. A family. Eventually. And now he’s sort of started to bring it up again a lot more, and I really don’t like to keep making excuses and being evasive and... but... I don’t really- Gawd, okay, this sounds really stupid but I don’t think I’d be a good dad. [He finishes in a rush.]

... Why specifically don't you think that?

[It's a genuine question, though she's pretty sure she knows the answer.]

[He looks at the ground.]

You know. I don’t- I mean, my old man was- [he stops awkwardly.] Don’t wanna turn into him, y’know? What with the... you know.

[Lex walks in with his usual lack of grace; his nose is very red from the cold, and he smells strongly of woodsmoke rather than alcohol. He looks awkward and nervous.]

[Ms. Angelus looks up, and stands from her desk. She's working late again, and seems to glow in the dim room. She always seems to glow.]

Lex, are you alright?

[He grins uncomfortably] ...Fine. Yeah, fine... how’re you?

That was rhetorical. I'm not that unobservant. What happened?

[He rubs the back of his neck.]

Uh. I don’t- nothin’s happened, I guess? Just wanted to, I dunno... talk?- may I sit down?

... Sure. Any of the desks are okay, or you can find another chair somewhere. Sorry, I don't usually meet with adults if it's not for a conference.

[Lex laughs awkwardly, and sits down uncomfortably on the edge of one of the desks].

Yeah. Well, uh... how’ve you been? Your um, your family alright?

Elisabeth is back in town, and has been doing okay, and Poppy's got a bit of a cold, but other than that we're doing alright. How about you and your partner?

Eddie’s... well. He’s. You know. He’s Eddie. [He grins again. It doesn’t meet his eyes.]

Um, yeah, so. I wanted to talk to you about..? Gawd, it sounds sort of weird, I don’t know how to explain this.

I work with young children. I can figure out what you mean if you try to explain.

[He grins genuinely at that, for a second.]

Yeah. Okay. So um. Eddie was- before Ed and I got married a few years ago, he made it pretty clear he would want, you know. A family. Eventually. And now he’s sort of started to bring it up again a lot more, and I really don’t like to keep making excuses and being evasive and... but... I don’t really- Gawd, okay, this sounds really stupid but I don’t think I’d be a good dad. [He finishes in a rush.]

[Lex walks in with his usual lack of grace; his nose is very red from the cold, and he smells strongly of woodsmoke rather than alcohol. He looks awkward and nervous.]

[Ms. Angelus looks up, and stands from her desk. She's working late again, and seems to glow in the dim room. She always seems to glow.]

Lex, are you alright?

[He grins uncomfortably] ...Fine. Yeah, fine... how’re you?

That was rhetorical. I'm not that unobservant. What happened?

[He rubs the back of his neck.]

Uh. I don’t- nothin’s happened, I guess? Just wanted to, I dunno... talk?- may I sit down?

... Sure. Any of the desks are okay, or you can find another chair somewhere. Sorry, I don't usually meet with adults if it's not for a conference.

[Lex laughs awkwardly, and sits down uncomfortably on the edge of one of the desks].

Yeah. Well, uh... how’ve you been? Your um, your family alright?

Elisabeth is back in town, and has been doing okay, and Poppy's got a bit of a cold, but other than that we're doing alright. How about you and your partner?

Eddie’s... well. He’s. You know. He’s Eddie. [He grins again. It doesn’t meet his eyes.]

Um, yeah, so. I wanted to talk to you about..? Gawd, it sounds sort of weird, I don’t know how to explain this.

[Lex walks in with his usual lack of grace; his nose is very red from the cold, and he smells strongly of woodsmoke rather than alcohol. He looks awkward and nervous.]

[Ms. Angelus looks up, and stands from her desk. She's working late again, and seems to glow in the dim room. She always seems to glow.]

Lex, are you alright?

[He grins uncomfortably] ...Fine. Yeah, fine... how’re you?

That was rhetorical. I'm not that unobservant. What happened?

[He rubs the back of his neck.]

Uh. I don’t- nothin’s happened, I guess? Just wanted to, I dunno... talk?- may I sit down?

... Sure. Any of the desks are okay, or you can find another chair somewhere. Sorry, I don't usually meet with adults if it's not for a conference.

[Lex laughs awkwardly, and sits down uncomfortably on the edge of one of the desks].

Yeah. Well, uh... how’ve you been? Your um, your family alright?

[Lex walks in with his usual lack of grace; his nose is very red from the cold, and he smells strongly of woodsmoke rather than alcohol. He looks awkward and nervous.]

[Ms. Angelus looks up, and stands from her desk. She's working late again, and seems to glow in the dim room. She always seems to glow.]

Lex, are you alright?

[He grins uncomfortably] ...Fine. Yeah, fine... how’re you?

That was rhetorical. I'm not that unobservant. What happened?

[He rubs the back of his neck.]

Uh. I don’t- nothin’s happened, I guess? Just wanted to, I dunno... talk?- may I sit down?

[Lex walks in with his usual lack of grace; his nose is very red from the cold, and he smells strongly of woodsmoke rather than alcohol. He looks awkward and nervous.]

[Ms. Angelus looks up, and stands from her desk. She's working late again, and seems to glow in the dim room. She always seems to glow.]

Lex, are you alright?

#ooc / eddie is his husband #lex becker speaks

[He grins uncomfortably] ...Fine. Yeah, fine... how’re you?

Eddie's not that great with a gun, but I can't be bothered to teach him. Nothin' much out here would be that bothered by a bullet or two.

I gotta patch up the roof, but I think there's a nest up there right now.

What kind of nest?

A loud one, anyway.

#lex becker speaks

[A rather grizzled man, smelling of woodsmoke and whiskey, walks up to Fisher and clears his throat awkardly.]

@lex-becker

Yo, Mr. Becker! What's up?

"Hey, Fisher. How are you?"

Eh. Full moon’s been getting me jittery since third grade, you know.

[He suddenly gives her a big, sharp-toothed grin.]

"Sure do. Um, about that."

[He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small cardboard envelope.]

... What’s that?

"Seeds. For herbs. I forget the name, if you ask Eddie he'll tell you, but... we grow them. You can brew them, like tea. If you drink it... afterwards, it helps. A little."

... Thanks, Becker.

"You're welcome. If you ever need any... advice, or anything..." [He shrugs and grins again.] "Lunatics gotta stick together, huh?"

... The moon affects you too.

[He frowns.]

"Yeah. For years. Picked the wrong day to stay late at Ed's house back when we were dating."

[He looks grim for a moment, then shrugs.]

"Nobody's fault really. Just one of those things."

... Got lost in the woods in third grade. Broken arm and a bite.

Everyone knew about the first thing, but I thought I hid the second part better.

[He considers this for a second.]

"Third grade is way too fuckin' young to be dealing with that. I'm sorry."

[He looks uncomfortable.]

... Run back to your husband, Becker. I can handle myself.

#lex becker speaks #in character #ooc// lmfao malewife lex gets roasted

[He looks nettled.]

"Sure y'can. Just makin' sure y'know what you're doing, kid."

[He shrugs and turns to leave.]

[A rather grizzled man, smelling of woodsmoke and whiskey, walks up to Fisher and clears his throat awkardly.]

@lex-becker

Yo, Mr. Becker! What's up?

"Hey, Fisher. How are you?"

Eh. Full moon’s been getting me jittery since third grade, you know.

[He suddenly gives her a big, sharp-toothed grin.]

"Sure do. Um, about that."

[He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small cardboard envelope.]

... What’s that?

"Seeds. For herbs. I forget the name, if you ask Eddie he'll tell you, but... we grow them. You can brew them, like tea. If you drink it... afterwards, it helps. A little."

... Thanks, Becker.

"You're welcome. If you ever need any... advice, or anything..." [He shrugs and grins again.] "Lunatics gotta stick together, huh?"

... The moon affects you too.

[He frowns.]

"Yeah. For years. Picked the wrong day to stay late at Ed's house back when we were dating."

[He looks grim for a moment, then shrugs.]

"Nobody's fault really. Just one of those things."

... Got lost in the woods in third grade. Broken arm and a bite.

Everyone knew about the first thing, but I thought I hid the second part better.

#ooc// yeehaw the cowboy can't deal with emotions #in character #lex becker speaks

[He considers this for a second.]

"Third grade is way too fuckin' young to be dealing with that. I'm sorry."

[He looks uncomfortable.]

[A rather grizzled man, smelling of woodsmoke and whiskey, walks up to Fisher and clears his throat awkardly.]

@lex-becker

Yo, Mr. Becker! What's up?

"Hey, Fisher. How are you?"

Eh. Full moon’s been getting me jittery since third grade, you know.

[He suddenly gives her a big, sharp-toothed grin.]

"Sure do. Um, about that."

[He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small cardboard envelope.]

... What’s that?

"Seeds. For herbs. I forget the name, if you ask Eddie he'll tell you, but... we grow them. You can brew them, like tea. If you drink it... afterwards, it helps. A little."

... Thanks, Becker.

"You're welcome. If you ever need any... advice, or anything..." [He shrugs and grins again.] "Lunatics gotta stick together, huh?"

... The moon affects you too.

#lex becker speaks #in character

[He frowns.]

"Yeah. For years. Picked the wrong day to stay late at Ed's house back when we were dating."

[He looks grim for a moment, then shrugs.]

"Nobody's fault really. Just one of those things."

[A rather grizzled man, smelling of woodsmoke and whiskey, walks up to Fisher and clears his throat awkardly.]

@lex-becker

Yo, Mr. Becker! What's up?

"Hey, Fisher. How are you?"

Eh. Full moon’s been getting me jittery since third grade, you know.

[He suddenly gives her a big, sharp-toothed grin.]

"Sure do. Um, about that."

[He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small cardboard envelope.]

... What’s that?

"Seeds. For herbs. I forget the name, if you ask Eddie he'll tell you, but... we grow them. You can brew them, like tea. If you drink it... afterwards, it helps. A little."

... Thanks, Becker.