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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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Maybe he'll kidnap Angus and get him to help him figure out what shoes these are exactly so he can replace them. It's not as if he can just ask Taako, because the elf is very proud, and would object to him spending that much money on him.
"I'm less concerned with the appearance of it and more concerned at the thought of you stepping on some glass or something equally sharp and hurting yourself," Kravitz says, chuckling a little. Of course Taako is more immediately concerned with the appearance of it all. "Come on, we aren't parked terribly far from here, I'll try and keep you from losing a toe before we get to the car."
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"How about this for not losing a toe?" Taako mutters an incantation and levitates himself, adjusting himself so he's at Kravitz's eye-level. He wraps an arm around Kravitz's, pulling himself closer to him and pecking him on the cheek. "You can help me around this way. I can keep myself up here for a good few minutes but moving around is not a pretty sight without things to push myself off of." It tends to involve a good bit of flailing and flipping, which he really doesn't want to do in a skirt.
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It's kind of cute, to start walking with Taako hanging on to his arm, pulling him along with him as they begin walking down the street towards where he parked the car. Taako kind of glides along with him, but he has the impression that he'd just come to a stop or kind of fly off in some random direction if he let go.
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"I am at your mercy, my man." He laughs, easily floating alongside him. "I have complete trust that you won't run me into anything." Which was true, he realizes; he trusts Kravitz.
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"Can you like...turn it off?" he asks, trying not to laugh. "Or are you going to be floating against the roof of my car the whole way back to your house?"
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"Oh, for sure," he says as Kravitz gets in on the driver's side. "I can levitate all sorts of shit. Only one thing at a time, and not for too long either. I forget what the weight limit of what I can use it on is. Pretty high, but it's not like I go around messing with things too much."