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mayfield_rpg2012-05-13 02:35 pm
theredglasses) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-05-13 02:35 pm
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-- 002.
A -- Morning;
[One habit that Scott will never break is the opportunity to go out for a morning run. He manages just fine in Westchester, so Mayfield shouldn't be much of a problem. So, he's making his way through the neighborhood streets in a brisk jog, nodding curtly to those he passes.]
B -- Afternoon;
[ It's a good thing for this job, or Scott would be climbing the walls out of pure aggravation and annoyance. Though foreign compared to his teaching job at the Institute, it does have it's perks.
So voila. Take note of the construction worker performing his tasks intently, not paying attention to anything else but. It's this type of work that helps get frustration out, even if he constantly seems to be returning to the same task.
No, he will not be throwing out cat calls to any passing ladies.]
C -- Olney's Tavern;
[This isn't a usual thing, but a decent drink is well deserved. Scott's sitting at the bar, one empty bottle before him, and a fresh bottle in his grip. Socializing has never been his forte, but keeping a careful eye on people is.]
[One habit that Scott will never break is the opportunity to go out for a morning run. He manages just fine in Westchester, so Mayfield shouldn't be much of a problem. So, he's making his way through the neighborhood streets in a brisk jog, nodding curtly to those he passes.]
B -- Afternoon;
[ It's a good thing for this job, or Scott would be climbing the walls out of pure aggravation and annoyance. Though foreign compared to his teaching job at the Institute, it does have it's perks.
So voila. Take note of the construction worker performing his tasks intently, not paying attention to anything else but. It's this type of work that helps get frustration out, even if he constantly seems to be returning to the same task.
No, he will not be throwing out cat calls to any passing ladies.]
C -- Olney's Tavern;
[This isn't a usual thing, but a decent drink is well deserved. Scott's sitting at the bar, one empty bottle before him, and a fresh bottle in his grip. Socializing has never been his forte, but keeping a careful eye on people is.]
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Or at least query about it.] Are you alright?
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[The voice is quiet and dull and muffled as Benson picks himself up by holding on to a barstool. The slow, wobbling walk he begins to start while trying to head towards the door shows that he is, indeed, not fine.]
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Scott rises, and moves in Benson's direction.] Everything about you begs to differ.
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[Benson continues to wobble and tries to glare at Scott. But he's so far drunk, and in general so unintimidating, that it doesn't amount to much.]
Just need to get to m'car.
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He'll pretty much go wherever Scott leads him with how out of it he is.]