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monstertea) wrote2017-03-14 01:51 pm
[TAZ] i know i like to draw that line when it starts to get too real
The problem isn't that the kid is too young to walk himself home, it was the neighborhood. Taako doesn't live in the slums, but his neighborhood isn't really a place for kids to wander around alone, either. Especially a boy detective who does't know how to keep his nose out of other people's business. That's why he's stuck with the kid in the first place, or so he reminds himself when his brain starts to think too fondly of him.
He walks at a languid pace next to Angus, knowing but not acknowledging that he's in no hurry to go home. "You keep working on that mage hand," he says as they walk through a neighborhood much nicer than Taako's. "Just don't go trying anything fancy on your own, little dude." It's a historic area where buildings have been converted into homes and quickly filled by the hoity-toity type of people who like white picket fences and employ other people to take care of their homes. It's easily the nicest foster home Angus has been in yet. So Taako could have dropped him off at the corner, it isn't a neighborhood that sees trouble. He tries to avoid run-ins with Angus's family, but he always has an excuse to see him to his door. At least with this neighborhood he has the easy excuse that it's just interesting to look at the houses, to answer Angus about what each building used to be. Yeah, he knows shit, too. He's just trying to remind the kid that he isn't smarter than him, he's not trying to impress him.
He walks at a languid pace next to Angus, knowing but not acknowledging that he's in no hurry to go home. "You keep working on that mage hand," he says as they walk through a neighborhood much nicer than Taako's. "Just don't go trying anything fancy on your own, little dude." It's a historic area where buildings have been converted into homes and quickly filled by the hoity-toity type of people who like white picket fences and employ other people to take care of their homes. It's easily the nicest foster home Angus has been in yet. So Taako could have dropped him off at the corner, it isn't a neighborhood that sees trouble. He tries to avoid run-ins with Angus's family, but he always has an excuse to see him to his door. At least with this neighborhood he has the easy excuse that it's just interesting to look at the houses, to answer Angus about what each building used to be. Yeah, he knows shit, too. He's just trying to remind the kid that he isn't smarter than him, he's not trying to impress him.

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His office seems much more lived in than his living room, with bookshelves stuffed with all sorts of different literature and a large, solid, cherry wood desk and a warm looking leather chair behind it. His laptop is open on the desk, and there's an articulated skeleton wearing a top hat in the corner.
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Then he sees the skeleton.
"Woah boy! My buddy! My guy!" He goes straight for the skeleton, looking it over. It looks real and that should be weird but he's just too tickled. "Is this fella real?" His eyes are bright when he glances back at Kravitz, smile all mischief. "You got yourself a fancy bag of bones hanging out in your office? You gonna explain this one away real easy, too? Did the house come with a pre-fab skelefamily?"
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The elf's reaction to his skeleton tickles him pink, though, and he's not even trying how pleased he is. Although....maybe he should lie and say it's from a party store or something. In for a penny in for a pound and all that. "Yes, he's real, and actually, yes, he did come with the house," he answers honestly. "He was in one of the body drawers downstairs, and since he's part of the history of this morgue, I didn't feel right sending him anywhere else. So I articulated and gave him a place of honor in my office. What kind of man would I be if I kicked a fellow out of his own home?"
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He's reached up to take the top hat off the skeleton and put it on himself when something Kravitz says clicks in his mind. I articulated he had said, not that he had it articulated. "I don't think I ever asked what you do for a living."
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Fondly watching as Taako picks up the top hat from the skeleton (it had been part of a Halloween costume one year), it takes him a moment for the question to register. "I, ah. I own and run my family's mortuary."
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Seeing Taako with the skeleton's arm over his shoulder makes him smile even wider. "You can take a selfie with Jenkins, if you want, since you both look so dapper."
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"So," he goes on while pulling his phone out of a skirt pocket that it only barely fits it, "do you at least like your job? I mean, I'd assume as much since you kind of totally have the whole mortician vibe going for you, but you know they say about assuming."
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"It's a living, no joke intended," he says with a little shrug, taking a half step forward like he's concerned that Taako might fall going up on his tip-toes in his heels like that, but it appears like the elf has complete mastery over the deadly footwear. "I was actually going to be a musician, but my father passed, and I came back home to run the family business. I enjoy it well enough, there are certainly worse things I could have ended up doing."
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"That seriously fucking sucks," he says when he turns back around, his smile replaced with a somber expression. "Like, sure, it isn't the worst, but to lose someone and have to give up what you want to do at the same time is the pits."
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"Someone had to do it," he says, as if that's all the answer that the statement needs given. "I appreciate that, though. It wasn't an easy decision to make." And sometimes, it still isn't.
Before the mood can completely sour, he steps out into the smaller courtyard, motioning for Taako to follow him out.
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"You sure there's no ghosts out here?" he asks once they're both outside. Much like the first, it's clear no one has done anything with the courtyards since the place was last used. He doesn't even care about nature like Merle does and he thinks it's a sorry sight. "Cause I am feeling all kinds of dead energy out here. I'm expecting your boy Jenkins to have a buddy start climbing out of the ground."
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Once his offer is accepted, he intends to lead the way back to the kitchen, but Taako takes the head as they move inside, which he finds highly amusing. "Do you know where you're going?" he asks, arching an eyebrow as he follows.
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