Zero Foxs Given

  "The cunning of the fox is as murderous as the violence of the wolf. "

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Nick despite all his complaining actually liked inventory days, no customers all day to make sure stock was where it needed to be. He’d spend his night in the back only coming to the front to double check the numbers were correct. It was tedious and mind numbing work, but it was also easy and left him with a day off the next day. It was late at night and he made sure the closed sign was in place before heading towards the back. 

Flicking on the light he froze when he heard a groan coming from the corner of the back. One of the back windows had been pushed up and there was a bunch of product knocked to the ground. Crue’s office seemed untouched thankfully still locked but looking deeper into the pile of furs under the window he could see a shape curled up in them. Slowly he walked towards the bathroom coming back with the broom as a makeshift weapon. Poking at the mound he spotted a familiar head of red hair. “The hell?” he poked at her leg a couple times, “Hey this isn’t a hotel, get the fuck up Kay.” 

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xnameiswreckitralphx​:

“Yeah, it’s better to stay positive at times,” Ralph said with a mutter. If he was honest with himself he’d been quite the pessimist lately, he had some weird luck with the drugs and it left him with his own confliction. At the same time, there was a fit of building anger that he couldn’t quite shake. Though he knew that it didn’t solve anything with the situations he’d been dealing with, and if anything the guy just wanted to have his friends near him to support him. Lately, he’d been feeling terribly left out and alone. “That’s true, somewhere deep down I always knew I’d be rejected when I’d confess.” He wondered about those flaws for a second. “I wouldn’t know, maybe his flaw is being too caring.” He said with a soft smile. “Anyways, it’s time to move on - I wasn’t even angry about him in the first place. It was more, my dad, for re-entering my life after all he put me through.” He would spare the details, wasn’t really anyone’s business though he was open enough to talk about it if anyone asked. He wasn’t that much of a closed book, perhaps he better should be. The issue with Ralph was once someone was willing to listen to him he could become a bit chatty, the realization was that not often people took the time to have a chat with him, so he came across as a silent guy with a bit of a temper. “My dad is capable of harassing if he doesn’t get his way, and I don’t feel any desire to call the cops on him again. Just giving him the money is easier.” He shrugged. The doctor hadn’t found the reason for her condition yet, but it was worrying. Especially because his mother was the only family he had left.

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Nick raised a brow as the man spoke, too caring? The guy was crushing hard from the sounds of it if he couldn’t even name one flaw. Rubbing the back of his neck he winced again in sympathy. “I mean you just punched a tree hard enough to break your hand, could always take him in a fight. Don’t need cops for that,” Nick was long past ever trusting cops to do anything. As the cab pulled up to the hospital he paid before Ralph had a chance feeling sorry for the guy. “You need company in there?” he asked motioning towards the ER. 

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officercarrots​:

Judy rolled her eyes at the nickname, but truth be told it was mostly out of habit as opposed to actually being offended by it. Even she understood that being an entire foot shorter than him warranted a little bit of playful ribbing from the man who had somehow, against all odds, become her closest friend in town. Besides, she would take Nick teasing her with a smile on his face any day of the week over the apathetic cynicism that she had been met with when they were first getting to know each other. It made her feel like progress was being made and that made her happy to see. But more importantly, it made her happy to see him happy.

“Har har, very funny, slick,” she retorted as she waited for him to lock up the store before setting off down the street toward her car. Loading her groceries into the trunk, she walked around to the driver’s side and slid into the seat before continuing. “Don’t worry, I’m well aware of the fact that you’re a carnivore. Just because I’m a vegetarian doesn’t mean I’m going to deprive you of meat every time you come over for dinner.” 

It was hard to be apathetic all the time, even harder to be pessimistic. Did becoming friends with Judy make him more positive, maybe. But if anyone were to point it out he’d deny it an heartbeat. On the other hand he did enjoy her company, she shot back at any of his apathetic or sarcastic quips with such a brutal force of optimism that made it hard to keep up the act. And it was an act, as loathe as he was to admit it. It was easier to act like you didn’t care, it made it less likely for people to figure out how to hurt you. 

Slick. He rolled his eyes at the nickname no matter how charming she might make it sound. “Hey I tried your tofu dogs or whatever it was. Beyond the horizon meaty stuff,” he said waving his hand around, “Wasn’t meat but it was very close,” he finished holding his forefinger and thumb close together. Hopping into the car next to her he immediately began fiddling with the radio, “Do you have any saved stations that don’t just play the same top 40 pop songs?” 

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zforzarina​:

Of course Nick was talking about Sykes. Zarina knew that he was, and he probably knew that she knew that he was. It was the only thing that they had in common, as far as she was aware, and it was how they had met in the past. They didn’t really have anything else to talk about. “Who says he hasn’t already?” she replied casually, before turning around completely and offering up an innocent smile that she was well aware would fool nobody. “Not that I would know anything about that. I’m just a TA at the university.”

Her voice carried a tone that was a little more than halfway between an obvious lie and like she was genuinely trying to sound sincere. Zarina was wise to the fact that her life having not fallen spectacularly to pieces made it pretty obvious that she was still involved with Sykes somehow, although perhaps not to what extent, and so she didn’t really see the point in being coy about it. Not saying it outright simply meant a certain level of plausible deniability, and she maintained that cheeky smirk on her face until his tone changed and he uttered his next sentence. “You sound like you’re speaking from personal experience,” she quipped back while leaning over the counter, doing her best to recover from her expression faltering momentarily at his words. “Thought you said you didn’t have anything left to lose.”

A TA? At a university? Now that just wasn’t fair he thought bitterly to himself. If he had taken the offer to join up after paying off his debt, would he have some cushy job too? Still living the high life, all the money he could want, and of course no working retail. “Look at you, the real success story. I’m sure Hallmark is dying to buy the rights to your story.” 

The image of Judy popped into his head, against his own will and better judgement. As much as he might complain, they were friends. She was one of the few people who seemed convince he wasn’t as terrible as his image made him out to be. “I just got a small portable burner for my place, I named it Wilson. Hate for anything to happen to my little guy,” he deadpanned. 

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a-clever-cat​:

Zarina. That wasn’t a common name, so there was probably only one Zarina in all of Andromeda. Maybe even the surrounding cities too, but that wasn’t relevant. What was even better was Nick giving him more than just a name. “So what’d she do to you?” he asked curiously, taking note of the bitterness that he could sense slipping out just a little. “You could be dead and if you have a reputation they’d still harass you”

“Nothing personal,” he said a bit too quick but hey he was a grown man and he wasn’t about to sob to some kid half his age. “Just one of those times where an ex coworker gets a better gig than you,” he said keeping it casual. Snorting he shook his head, “Ain’t that the truth, if you do somehow get hauled in try and see if you can get Hopps. She’s a sucker for the young ones,” he said knowing Judy wouldn’t go hard on a kid. Moving off the steps he gave the kid a nod, “Tell Dodge Nick says hi,” he added as he started making his way down the street. 

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another day to suffer through, and a light throbbing head ache from the previous nights endeavours with one bianca gabor had led anita into the bar once more. the latest rejection letter from a designer ( marc jacobs ) in crumpled in her hand as she sipped on a ( grey goose ) vodka soda. at least drinking again would remove her headache and it would remove the feeling of rejection. and for the last few minutes she had toyed with the idea to text sven, but she also didn’t want him to see her like this. dark tresses falling out of the bun atop her head, tight black dress and dark circles under her eyes. louboutin heels and her louis vuitton keep all on the floor. no, she was not a vision today and nor did she aspire to. but somehow she didn’t want him to see her like this. which also was a thought that frustrated her. she barely knew the guy after all. 

when nick slides into the seat next to her it’s a welcome surprise, and anita can’t help but smile at him at his comments. hand gesturing to the bar tender to come over to take her friend’s order. “ you know,  nick, best friend is a very loose term in that sense and now you’re making me even happier that i said no to her offer. –– somehow i feel like if i’d said yes it would’ve killed my soul completely. ” looking him over before she returns to nursing her drink she continues, “ –– what did she do this time ? ”

Nick took a few more sips, eyes scanning over Anita. Becoming mild drinking buddies hadn’t been his intentions when he ran into her. But considering they also shared a Judy along with a Crue, it was only a matter of time before they ended up spending time together. While Judy was great, she also tended to be too nice and went for comforting, rather than shady towards his employer. 

“Scheduled inventory, with shipment day, along with reworking the leather jacket display. I’ve been working for over 14 hours,” he deadpanned. That along with the entitled customers had made for a nightmare of a day. Taking another swing of his beer he shook his head, “She make you another offer?” 

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a-clever-cat​:

“Do you know any redheads?” he asked curiously. There were some redheads at school Oliver had seen before, but he highly doubted Arthur knew any of them. “Dodge said other places got hit too during the festival, but I don’t care about those other places. Who’s been asking about it?” Oliver had an idea, but he didn’t want to assume anything.

“I’ve seen that one...wait no both of em actually hang around that record guy,” he clarified as he thought over the redheads he saw in town regularly. “Only one i know by name is Zarina, she’s like a TA or something at the university,” he said trying to hide the bitterness in his voice. Glancing at the younger man he scoffed, “Who do you think, cops are trying every lead they got. Haven’t been in the game in over a year and still harassing me.” 

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a-clever-cat​:

10 to 5. That left a pretty nice window to go ‘shopping.’ Of course he would still make sure to be as subtle about it as possible. He’d have to scope the place out for later times too. Get a feel for whomever took over being there after Nick was gone. “Yeah he asked me if I’d seen a redhead near Fagin’s cart.” maybe they were an ex, but he’d also said other places got spiked, and a lot of people had had spiked drinks too, so that theory didn’t exactly make sense. 

Nick finished off his cigarette tossing it down and stomping out the remainders with his shoe. “Mentioned a redhead to me too,” he said still curious as to why that had been Dodger’s first go to. As much as he wanted to stay away, if didn’t hurt to try and be watchful as to new information about the festival. “Sucks to be Fagin, only time I was near it was when Dodger was leaving it and still got asked about it 20 times,” he grumbled. Honestly he was more surprised it hadn’t been raided with how much he’d been grilled. 

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zforzarina​:

Surprise B!tch

Zarina was tempted to roll her eyes in response, but she was also a strong believer in the benefits of contrasts in interpersonal dynamics, and they couldn’t very well both act like apathetic misanthropes with too much snark for their own good. Or at least that was her justification for why she was having too much fun with the situation even if having fun with the situation had not been her intention when she’d walked into the store.

“Well, Nicky 1 is currently six feet underground, so I’d say you’re doing a lot better than he is,” she quipped back in response, the tone in her voice losing none of its lightheartedness as she lifted her shoulders in a slight shrug. Reaching the counter, she leaned against it and made a show of looking down at her nails, before turning to glance at Nick over her shoulder. “Besides, we both know that keeping secrets in this town is a pointless endeavour, so if you take that into consideration, you’re probably doing a lot better than I am as well.”

Nick sighed rubbing his forehead as he watched her move around without a care in the world. If she barely reacted to his sarcasm it took the fun out of it for him, and mostly. he honestly was just tired. “Depends Nicky 2 rotted for 6 years,” he quipped back with a shrug, “Maybe he should hire a Nicky 3 and complete the set.” He didn’t bother to name who he was, it was obvious to both of them. 

Leaning his head back against the wall he watched her wondering at what point it had become more of a chore to keep the indifference up. “Considering everything got thrown in the open not much point in secrets for me now,” he replied. Pausing he cocked his head to the side, “Record boy’s your new thing huh?,” Crue complained about the guy enough that he doubted he was connected to anything he and Zarina had been involved in, “You know people like us don’t do well with people outside this.” There was no malice in his tone nor was it a quip. If nothing else he was curious as to what she was really up to with all this and how involved she still was with Sykes, if at all. 

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officercarrots​:

It was closing time on the dot by the time that Judy opened the door to Magnificent Furs with a bag of groceries in her arms. She could have showed up earlier, but she wasn’t about to enable her best friend to incur the wrath of his boss. She didn’t want him to die and she had heard enough stories about Cruella de Vil to know that bitch was not to be trifled with.

“Hey, Wilde,” she greeted with a bright smile on her face as she opted to lean against the doorframe as opposed to walking into the store. “I’m cooking for you tonight. Close up and let’s get out of here.” Her words were said in an upbeat and friendly tone, but anyone who knew anything about Judy knew that they were also said in a manner that presented no room for argument; she wasn’t asking if he wanted to have dinner with her, she was telling him that they were having dinner. He could register protests for later consideration if he wanted to.

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Nick was ready to toss off his tie and walk out, the amount of smooth talking he needed to do today to make commission had drained him of all life. Going through his closing duties he wished he’d opened so he could have enjoyed the quieter morning shift. Evenings seemed to be when they were busiest and had more entitled customers. He’d been exiting the back ready to lock the front door when he heard the tell tale ring of the front door. He was about to snap at whoever had come in, could people not read now? 

Spotting Judy he smirked, “Shorty!” he said cheerfully walking up to her, “Almost didn’t see you there behind those tall bags.” Being friends with a cop hadn’t been his choice, but with Judy he learned early on he rarely got a choice in anything. Leading her back out he raised a brow as he locked up, “This isn’t another family soup is it? Some of us actually like protein in our meals.”