Paying in Naivety

Virgil Kirk || 29 || Omega || Packless || Unbonded Life's always moved on around me and now I'm finally catching up. ((RP Blog, I own and am affiliated with no one/ nothing except for my writing))

[onthe-virgil]

hartirons:

“This little shit I live with who’s bored of all the picture books we got at home, but still insist I read to him every night.” Despite his words, the level of affection could be clearly heard in his voice. Hart listened to Virgil describe the book ending. With a nod of his head he responded, “Sounds good to me. At least the dragon doesn’t die.”

“You’ve a pup? That’s wonderful, I’m sure he’ll enjoy it.” Virgil smiled, endeared by the affection he saw in the other man’s eyes. He’d always had a soft spot for kids and their wild views on the world around them. It was refreshing spending time with those who’d yet to have their imagination soiled by reality and he found he could relate to their wild and inventive stories. “No, the dragon does’t die. I have so many recommendations if it turns out he likes it. Fantasy was the first genre I was really into when I was young.” 

[onthe-virgil]

jasonkeeler:

Jason reached up, fingers scratched at the short hair on his nape. Usually, he stuck to a simple buzzcut but he’s been too busy to go to have it properly done lately. 

“Yeah? S'good to know I look decent then. No need to scare the kids, right?” He offered a toothy smile at the other man. “You helped her do that?” Jason pointed at the flowers on his head.

He let out a quiet laugh at the man’s joke, returning the relaxed smile and feeling more relaxed than he had in a while. There was something about the festival atmosphere that made it feel a bit like he’d been transported into a utopia from one of his books. 

“Y-yeah, it’s what I’m here for. She did most of the work, though. The creative design and everything,” Virgil gave the little girl a smile, admiring the random but beautiful selection of flowers she’d chosen. 

[bowties-and-sweetdreams]

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hartirons:

“You can spoil the ending.” Hart encouraged. “I’m not getting it for me anyway.”

“Really? Who’re you checking it out for, if you don’t mind me prying?” Virgil asked, curious as to who the book about dragons and their riders was for. After a moments hesitation, he decided to divulge the anticipated information, sincerely hoping it wouldn’t change his mind about borrowing the wonderful world.“In the end the rider finally makes it to the other side of the kingdom and comes face to face with his brother once again.” 

[onthe-virgil]

jasonkeeler:

He had to kneel down so that the little girl could reach and fix the flower crown on his head. Jason stood still while she fidgeted with the petals ’because it has to be perfect’ in her own words. She landed a quick peck on his cheek before she ran away. Jason chuckled: 

“What do you think? Am I pulling the flower crown, should I make this a permanent look?”

“I think it looks nice on you, contrasts well with your hair.” Virgil replied with a smile, nimble fingers weaving another bunch of flowers into a crown. The station he’d volunteered to work at provided him with a chance to practice social interactions, and that included small talk. 

The other wold, Virgil didn’t yet know his name, was endearingly good with kids and the young girl that accompanied him was entirely too sweet for her own good. She had spent ages working on her very own flower crown (with help from Virgil) and he had to say he was very impressed with her work. It was a bit messy but he felt it gave the piece character, more so than the pristine headpieces he’d crafted that lined the booth in a wide array of colors and shades.

[echomood]

FOR VIRGIL KIRK: THOSE SHY EYES GOT ME DREAMING

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[onthe-virgil]

masonxmitchell:

Ace let out a small sigh, trying not to laugh.

Were people not aware the diner offered more than fries and coffee? He had to make a sign or something.

“Not at all.” He went to give the order, “Do you want to throw a desert in there too? We’ve got peach pie today - it’s still warm and good. You’ll like it." 

“Why not? You’ve sold me.” Virgil had a major sweet tooth, to the point where he actively avoided sweets in order to ensure he actually ate other, healthier, things so the inviting offer of peach pie was one he couldn’t refuse. “Oh, how much is it?” He asked, summing up the meal in his head as he leaned his elbows on the counter top - a relaxed gesture that was rare when it came to the Omega. 

[onthe-virgil]

masonxmitchell:

Ace turned around to spot the familiar face. “Virgil, right?” He jerked his head in a greeting. “Here to eat or to make my life miserable?” Ace joked finding it in him to offer a smile. 

“Yeah, that’s me,” He gave a small wave in return, reaching for his wallet as he began to order. “I didn’t plan on making your life miserable, unless asking for french fries and a black coffee would do so?”  Virgil wasn’t one to make jokes but he felt his effort may be appreciated in that moment, especially after what appeared to be a nasty argument.

[onthe-virgil]

leopoldfox:

Fox took the book from Virgil, turning it over in his hand, small smile curving upwards on his lips. “Tell you what, Virgil,” he said. “I’ll read this, ‘cause you’re recommending it. Call it a leap of faith. But, if this shit has an unhappy ending, you’ll be hearing from me.” He tucked the book underneath his arm then, eyes crinkling slightly to show he was mostly joking. He really didn’t have an appetite for sad stories, however, that was true. 

“Well, I guess I’ll have to hope your definition and my definition of a sad ending are the same,” Virgil replied with a smile, typing commands into the ancient computer in order to start up the check out process. “Just one thing before you take my book,” He said as the alpha seemed to start on his way out,” I need to scan your library card.” 

[onthe-virgil]

masonxmitchell:

“No. I am not going to wait until the 28th. This is – Oh, fuck you too, Glinda.“ Ace grunted.

Virgil stood at the counter, tapping his knuckles on the counter as he waited for the Alpha to finish his phone call - one that didn’t seem to be going terribly well. He’d come for a coffee and something quick to eat but he only had so much time for lunch and interrupting the man would be rude.

[onthe-virgil]

nicolasdanvers:

Nicolas had settled himself into a table at Sunny Side Up, fresh cup of coffee to his right, a plate of onion rings on the way, and a stack of student essays in front of him.  He honestly hated having to assign writing assignments in his classes, but the school required at least three writing assignments over the course of the school year. Being a music teacher, he didn’t require much, nor did he expect much. He certainly wasn’t looking forward to reading close to 200 essays about how music might have made an influence in the students’ lives.  Not that he didn’t care, just after essay 20 they all started to sound the same. 

 Just as he was about to begin grading, he felt his table shake. Someone had bumped into it as they were walking by.  Before Nicolas could act, his coffee spilled out from the force of the bump and began to bleed into his stack of papers.  “Shit,” he said loudly as he quickly picked up the papers as they were soaking up the coffee from the table.  “Can I get a napkin?” He said loudly to no one in particular.

“Oh goodness, I’m so sorry!” Virgil’s clumsiness had reached a new level and he’d managed to soak a pile of papers through with coffee without even using his hands. His hip had rammed into the table as he’d tried to walk past the line full of people to get to his usual seat, ensuring he didn’t touch anyone. He’d managed to achieve his goal but in the process he’d ruined a man’s work and made a complete fool of himself. 

He set his own coffee down on the table next to the man and hurried over to the counter to grab a wad of napkins, apologizing profusely the whole way. Virgil sincerely hoped those papers weren’t irreplaceable. 

[onthe-virgil]

masonxmitchell:

“Alright.” Ace threw his hands up in mock surrender. “Death you say? Is it death a la Poirot or are we talking more King here?” He took the book curiously turning it over to skim through the synopsis. “Two weeks. Are you sure you can stand being away from it that long?” He teased.

“All I’m going to say is that there isn’t enough gore to make you sick to your stomach,” He said simply, enjoying the lightheartedness of the conversation. Virgil had managed not to screw it up thus far and had high hopes for the rest of their interaction. He laughed at Ace’s question, a light flush rushing to his cheeks.“I think I’ll manage as long as I know the world is still being appreciated.” 

[onthe-virgil]

deputydenver:

There was a small satisfaction in having the other give in and reveal the spoiler to him; but he sighed once it was made known. “I have an extreme dislike for detective or cop shows; not that I watch them but being a cop myself I always find myself getting bugged when the situations are so dramatized.” Wyatt chuckles and shake his head. “It’s worse because I know their supposed to be; hence why I tend to steer clear of them.” He mused, his shoulders raising for a shrug.

“I take them with a grain of salt seeing as I’m not a cop and also not ignorant enough to believe that the police force spends so much time on a single case in busy cities such as New York and Miami. However, I find them suitable for mindless watching or background noise and seeing as I only get two stations, they’re better than football.” Virgil didn’t want the man to think he was idiotic enough to take the shows as the truth and enjoy watching the brutal murder of innocent people in a convoluted and dramatic way. “I can see how being a cop would take the mindless fun out of them, though.” 

[onthe-virgil]

masonxmitchell:

“Oh come on, it’s like connecting the dots only you know the end and the beginning. The rest you fill in.” Ace chuckled. “Oh really, what is the unextended loaning period?”

“I can see how that logic would work for some books, but not this one. The suspense is what gets you through all the death,” Julian tapped his fingers on the hardcover, a hint of a smile on his lips. The book was one of his favorites, despite it’s rather gruesome plot line, and the potential to share that world with someone was terribly exciting. “The unextended loaning period is two weeks.” 

[onthe-virgil]

deputydenver:

It`s not often that Wyatt is generally confused, but he really is right now. “I don’t even have a tv anyways; nor do I really invest much time into shows when I did have one.” He says, as if it’s a matter of fact; the Deputy cocking his brow as if to urge the other on with this apparent spoiler.

“Fine,” He replied, not one to hold out long in general, especially since the man made decent points as to why it wouldn’t affect his entertainment experience for the future. “It turns out the stalker wasn’t gone after all and he almost ended up killing one of the agents. He didn’t, of course, but he did manage to take out the young omega girl he’d been pursuing.” 

[onthe-virgil]

masonxmitchell:

“Oh, come on. Knowing the ending is the best part.“

“If I tell you the ending the suspense is ruined. Read the book to find out what happens.” Julian took the book from it’s place on the display. “ I’ll even give you an extended loaning period.” 

[onthe-virgil]

leopoldfox:

“What’s the point of reading a book, if I don’t know whether or not it’ll have a good ending?”

“Suspense, character development, knowledge, perspective, I can think of so many. I can give you a synopsis but I refuse to spoil it,” Virgil replied, resting his hands on the book. Books were one of the only things he truly felt confident talking about which came in handy considering his job at the library meant his conversations rarely left the realm of small talk and book summaries.