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isaiahkhoury:

Isaiah laughed, “Well if you do down, you’ll be taking me with you so rest easy on that. I’m just excited about the prospect of tofu tacos after a day like today. I was not in the mood to cook.” He stepped forward as the line moved up a bit, “I like the one on the end over there that does like gourmet french fries. I never remember the name, but they’re good.”

“I’m quite possibly never in the mood to cook. I work long hours, and it’s just too much responsibility. I’m not adult enough for that some days. I adult in other ways. Like paying my rent on time.” She nodded at what he pointed at. “Yeah, that actually sounds good.”

#o:isaiah

kingjcmes:

The intent was to be good, avoid downtown and the festival of fried food and sugar. Good intentions always pave the way to hell or in this case Orion’s visit to a dessert truck with vanilla ice cream containing chunks of fried apple pie. He’d just brought the spoon to his mouth when the question registered.

Nodding, he prepared to answer her, “Don’t do it. That’s all I can say. You do it, I promise you’ll come back to the window for more.” Finally stealing a taste from his spoon, he continued, “Bulgogi and and if you can stand the heat go for extra spice. You won’t be disappointed.”

“I’m prepared to be not disappointed. That’s the best news I got all day.” Riley smiled and nodded to the ice cream. “Now, that. That is something I’d like to be acquainted with soon. That looks like it’s straight outta heaven, honestly. Is that apple pie?”

“I take it you’re a food truck connoisseur, huh? It’s a goal of mine. It’s a cop’s best friend these days. We exchanged donuts for food trucks.”

#o:orion

sashadaniiels:

If there was one thing that Sasha knew better than most people it was without a doubt, food, so much so she dedicated most of her life to it. When she wasn’t running her bakery or at the comic-book shop she was exploring the cuisine around Portland and nothing satisfied her more than impromptu food festivals. Not only did she get to taste amazing food for free –perks of being a part-time food critic– she got to chat with food truck chefs and trade recipes. For Sasha, this was like a little piece of her own personal heaven. She was just in the middle of making her rounds when she ran into the familiar looking brunette and was trying to figure out where she’d seen her while the girl was speaking, not even paying attention to a word she was saying. “ What were you saying? I’m sorry you just look fami– ” she trailed off as the realization came and snapped her fingers. “ Oh! I know where I’ve seen you. Detective um… Evans, right? You uh… work for my dad, right? ” She asked referring to her father, Cheif of Police, Joseph Daniels. “ The lack of uniform totally threw me off. ” Sasha recounted having seen the woman in passing at the station the number of times she’d swung by the station to see her father, she remembered seeing the other woman there.

“Well, first of all, I work for the city. Not your father. Second, I’m a detective, therefore I don’t wear a uniform.” Riley couldn’t stop her face from contorting into disgust. “There are many stations in Portland, and I’m in the downtown district. I don’t necessarily think that the chief would stop by a small precinct so often you’d remember me. Perhaps you’re thinking of someone else?” Riley shrugged, “So, how is it that you know me? It’s a big city, you know. Little creepy you could pick me out of a crowd.”

#o:sasha

sparklingtempest:

“Korean nachos?” Tempest asked, scrunching up her nose. “How would that differ from nacho-nachos?”

She shook the other’s hand. “Tempest Trinity-Roth. You lived here long?”

“I don’t know. Look at the menu.”

“I have. Long enough to try a lot of food trucks, but not long enough to try every one.”

#o:tempest

isaiahkhoury:

Isaiah stared at the menu, scanning it for something that sounded good to him. When he heard a voice behind him, he turned and shook his head, “No, I haven’t. I have had Korean barbecue before, but not from here specifically. I just heard they did tofu stuff, so I figured I’d check it out. Have you had it before?”

“Nah, man. Friend of mine said the nachos were good, and I want to try it out. Of course, I don’t want to get food poisoning by myself. I like to make sure I’m not going down alone, you know?” With a laugh, she shoved her hands in her pockets and smiled. “Any of these trucks around you like?”

#o:isaiah

sawyer-craven:

It attempt to boost morale at the cafe, Sawyer stupidly and impulsively offered to treat the other two servers working the shift with her to the food truck festival. Being the new blood, still trying to find her place in the establishment, she’d thought it’d be smart to have allies she could rely on outside of work. Thought. But as she counted the cash in her hands over and over again, she’d realized that it was either this treat or being $40 short in paying the babysitter at the end of the week. It was a mistake and she knew that now, but there was no going back. She’ll have to figure out something.

She only half registered what the person behind her asked and she turned to face her, blinking for a few moments before shaking her head and fully processing her question. “Not at all,” she scoffed, face turning red. “We never had places like this where I used to live and I’m actually quite excited to try something new. My brother Dawson likes the little Mochi ball thingies, the one we get at the grocery store and I only tell him that we can get it once in a while because it is like so expensive–” she stopped herself from rambling and pulled her lips into a tight smile, taking another quick glance at the menu. “The pork belly looks good though, especially over the shredded carrots. Sometimes I feel like food trucks overcharge because they’re in the food truck business but the portions are so small. It’s like a crime.”

Riley nodded as the woman in front of her gave her a lot more information than she’d initially asked for. She zoned out after a few words, then tuned back in at the mention of the cuisine. “Well, a food truck is providing a convenience. I don’t mind paying extra for convenience. Not to mention gas, limited inventory, having to cram a lot of people in a small space.

#o:sawyer

ffsnyx:

It had been a long day at the dental office and Nyx was happy to have gotten out of there early. Not that she didn’t love her job, but if she could get out of there and have the rest of the afternoon and evening to herself, she definitely wasn’t going to pass that up. She just needed some food in her system before she retired herself to a night full of nothingness.

She scrolled through her phone for a bit as she waited for the line to make some progress in front of her. At the sound of a voice coming from behind her, Nyx glanced over her shoulder for a brief moment. “I haven’t. But I’ve heard good things so I decided to finally see what all the hype was about.”

Riley nodded with a sigh, resting her hands on her hips as she twisted gently to try and relax the tension in her back. “Yeah, I figure it was a shot in the dark. I didn’t realize Korean barbecue was a thing until I moved here, honestly. What do you think you’re going to order?”

#o:nyx

jessemccormick:

When he heard the other, he turned away from looking up at the menu and down at her. “i haven’t, no. But I just decided to try it out so I guess we’re both in for a treat if it turns out to be shit.” He said, saying ‘shit’ in a lower tone just in case anyone else was listening in, he didn’t want to start by offending the owner’s if they were around.

“Looks like we’ll try this together then, huh?” Riley nodded and looked over at the menu. “What do you think you’re going to try?”

#o:jesse

sparklingtempest:

Tempest looked up from her phone, dark eyes flicking towards the stranger.

“No,” she admitted. “I haven’t lived here that long.”

She shifted on her feet. Admittedly, the brand-new stiletto heels were killing her. But, alas, that was the price one paid to look this good.

“As long as this one doesn’t make me puke my guts out like the chowder truck did last week, we’re good.”

“Ah, no worries. I just wondered if there was something specifically good about this one. A friend of mine told me that there was a Korean barbecue truck that did bomb nachos, but I don’t see it on the menu.”

Riley extended her hand with a smile. “Well then, welcome to the city. I’m Riley.”

#o:tempest

With ten million things on her mind, Riley strolled the streets of downtown enjoying an impromptu food truck festival. Though it was her first real day off in two weeks, she couldn’t help but keep a tight hand on her phone as she waited for the inevitable call that would take her back to the station. You need to relax, she told her herself over and over again.

As she took a look at a Korean barbecue, she decided that’s the place she’d stay. “Have you had food from this one before?” she casually asked the person in front of her, curious if they’d suggest something good.

#pbrstart

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≫ basics

FULL NAME: Riley Leah Evans

AGE: Twenty-Seven

DATE OF BIRTH: December 2nd

NATIONALITY: American

OCCUPATION: Detective

RELIGION: Atheist

≫ appearance

FACE CLAIM: Lily Collins

HEIGHT: 5′6″

WEIGHT: 117

HAIR: Dark Brown

EYE: Gray

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HOMETOWN: Sonoma, California

CURRENT RESIDENCE: Portland, Oregon

FINANCIAL STATUS: Middle Class

EDUCATION LEVEL: Bachelor’s Degree

FATHER: Drake Evans

MOTHER: Priscilla Evans

SIBLINGS: Ryan Evans (32), Roman Evans (25)

≫ biography

Riley wanted to be just like her father, a detective that solved any mystery set before them. She’d graduated high school early, gone to college for criminal justice, and spent her time in uniform before a freak accident rocketed her to her intended career path. Her goal was the be a sergeant, and now she was well on her way. One of the youngest detectives on the force, Riley found herself placed in a large city where she could find many other detectives who could mentor her toward success. Unfortunately, she seemed to trip on every turn. Where she’d always excelled, Riley found herself challenged and even failing. Though she refused to let it get the best of her, Riley couldn’t help but let the discouragement get to her.

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