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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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That said, Taako makes a show of marching up the pathway to the front door. He turns, grinning at Angus and giving him an exagerated thumbs-up before turning back and reaching for the door bell. "If you're really worried," he calls over his shoulder. "Just run and dive in the hedges next door, liches have like, the worst perception."
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Meanwhile, on the other side of the door, Kravitz is picking up his keys from the little wooden table that sits next to his door. The mortuary is closed today, and he has plans to help Istus buy a baby shower gift for one of their cousins and then go back to his mother's house with her for dinner. He's dressed as he usually is for work, suit and tie and all, just because he's loathe to go home dressed in anything less than the best although he'd really rather just wear jeans on his day off. He's meeting Istus at the mall, so he's more than a little surprised when he swings open his front door to find an elf on his doorstep, reaching for the doorbell.
"Um," he says, rather eloquently, very caught off guard. "Can I help you?"
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Recovering himself, he doesn't give the man a chance to answer his quip. He stretches an arm out to the doorframe, leaning casually. "Sorry to bother you, my dude." He drops his voice, talking softer so Angus won't hear. "Kid I'm watching was convinced a lich lived here and I said, Agnes, I'm gonna show you that they're just another normal person like anyone else, just you wait and see, I'll walk right up there and they'll say how do you do no problem. Can't be held responsible for his nightmares if I've done my preventative measure, no sir."
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That's all he can manage to stammer out, though, before the elf keeps barreling forwards, telling him something about a child (which, yes, he can confirm there's a rather skittish looking boy standing on the sidewalk behind him), but honestly he's more interested in the man standing before him. He's rather interesting looking, the colors of his clothes incredibly bright and clashing, but not in a bad way; it's odd, and he doesn't think anyone else would probably be able to pull it off. "I can assure you, I'm not a lich," he says, trying not to laugh. "I don't know if I'd go as far as to say "normal", but definitely not a lich."
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Kravitz, saintly, ignores both references to him being some kind of a weirdo. "Not "possible" lich either, I really don't have enough magic in me for that even if I wanted to try." He shifts a bit uncomfortably, clearing his throat. "Was there anything else I could help you gentlemen with today? I have an appointment and I don't want to be late." Istus is a bear when people are late.
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Angus laughs, although really it's more like a hysterical giggle, edging out of the way of the totally normal looking black vehicle he was standing in front of. "G-good one, sir! Um, so sorry to bother you, I hope you have a pleasant day and your appointment goes well!"
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Arm still slung over Angus's shoulder, he turns them back towards the boy's house but they're barely two feet away before he stops. "Hey!" he calls out to the man. "Yo, thug! Let me get your name."
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"Taako, Angus," the boy says, pointing to the correct person in conjunction with their names, before turning and starting to walk away, more or less dragging Taako with him considering that the man still has his arm slung over his shoulders. "Okay, introductions are done, time to go! Go time is now, c'mon sir!"
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"See, not a lich," he says as they walk away. "Or, at least, a lich with a good cover."
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"You're going to embarrass me into an early grave," Angus groans, poking Taako hard in the side with one of his bony fingers. "I mean, I'm really, really glad to know that he's probably not a lich, but still! Ugh!"
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