City of Shadows (1X1 With Funsized)

[Fawkes-Rinzler]

Pietro ran a paw through his fur on his head then looked at the clock, "Taimet!" He called out, "You better get going! Is there anything else you want me to pick up while I am out grocery shopping today?"

[calippygian]

"ah! i need to go!"
she hurredly slipped her shoes on and went for the door. "Can you get laundary soap? All the kinds? I'll pay you back as soon as i can!"
Without answer, she went out the doorway and into the hall, still running. She heard pietro, but couldn'y make out the words.
oh well.
Relieved, she had her ar keys in her apron, she headed for her mini cooper as soon as she was outside. It was her favorite, a gray blue and a brown top.
Right. Work.

[Fawkes-Rinzler]

Pietro smiled as Taimet ran out the door, before breathing a sigh for the...third was it?... time that day. Shaking himself from his thoughts, Pietro got up and continued to clean his room, before leaving his room and grabbing a list of things that he needed to get, before grabbing a pen and adding Laundry soap to the list. He then went through the fridge and freezer to make sure everything was in order.

Pietro gave a final nod before, after a moment of thought, slipping into Taimet's room and grabbing some of her clothes. He then marched downstairs and placed them into a pile with his clothes that were to be washed once he got home.

Grabbing his own set of keys and, for a moment, smiling at the cameo that dangled from them, Pietro walked down, with list in hand, to the garage. His car, a black BMW SX. His time with the NA had served him well, pay-wise. When he couldn't properly pay for things on the salary he earned as a painter, he picked p the extra on the shared bank account of the NA.

Most NA people bought things selfishly with the NA account money, except for Pietro and Daisy. They were good. Pietro only bought the car because his old one had been totaled in a fight with a gang, and the NA creator, Dean Ferrari, had urged him to do it.

Getting in, Pietro drove down to the market, a wry smile on his face.

[calippygian]

"Ugh, idiots,'" Taimet muttered under her breath as a person in a red jeep passed, but didn't signal. Red Lobster was pretty close, but she rarely had anytime to walk, or sprint even. Getting up at 5:00 or earier wasn't on her favorite list. She parked in her normal spot, near a black BMW. Taimet walked inside and Immedietly went to work. There was never any people at this time of day, so she could get ready.
"I see you are actually on time today. Keep it up," Her boss walked out from the kitchen.
"Sure thing, Boss."
I think he can put up with my mood, but i best be polite, or my wages would go down.

She didn't exactly know anybodys' names yet, and she hadn't a need for it either. Talking and making eye contact was the usual form of communication here.
Th edishes weren't as high as she had dreaded, but there was still some on the counter. She started with a big pot and started scrubbing. Not many were here yet. she was on a different shift than them. First clean, then work as a waitress, then clean after the lunch crowd went down, waitress again, then clean. She guessed it was a good paying job, it was the best she had for a while.

[Fawkes-Rinzler]

(( Hi..... I might not write as much today because I had am having a less-then-positive day. I can haz a hug? ))

Pietro got to the grocery store and worked quickly to buy what was needed. Once he was done, he returned to the apartment and put everything in the laundry. His burn was bothering him, and as such, he was forced to move slower and use his other arm more.

Warily, Pietro checked the clock. 8:00. To early to have lunch. Going into the kitchen anyway, Pietro began to clean up the dishes from before and set the dishwasher to run.

I hope Taimet's day is going well. He thought as he made himself a sandwich. When he got started on his art, it wasn't easy for him to stop.

[calippygian]

((*hugs* me too, i have a bible class tonight, and some home-work XP))

Some infant of a person had placed chewing gum on the bottom of one of the glass plates, so Taimet got some sticky substance in her fur. Using some dish soap, she attempted to wash it off, but the gum was like some sticky concrete of somekind. She scratched some off, but her hand was still sticky. Ignoring it, she finished the rest of her dishes. That took her about fourty-five minutes, so it was about time for customers. Putting a new apron on, she looked out the window way, for any people. Only a regular customer, here to get a quick meal before work.

"what can i getcha mister?" Taimet had a pen and pad ready for orders.
"yah, I'll have the Popcorn shrimp with rice, salad, and a Diet Coke," He didn't look up from the menu.
"sure thing! would you like it to go, or served plate-wise?" She attempted her manners a bit.
"I'll have it to go, thank you," he finally looked up, a tired smile on his face.

Taimet went back to the kitchen. "popcorn chicken, rice, salad, and Diet coke to go!"
The chefs looked up and gave her the nod that mean't they heard.

well, like any normal day, just with AI on the side.

[Fawkes-Rinzler]

Pietro went into his room and uncovered his most recent 'masterpiece'. The background was mostly red, with black swirling out from the edges, like darkness trying to possess something. Pietro called it, "Spiraling Madness."

He had started the piece after a particularly rough night with the NA. Five people had been killed and a skyscraper blown up. Pietro hadn't even bothered to try and sleep that night. He remained awake for twenty-four hours doing the painting. It was almost done, he just needed to finish it with something in the center.

Pietro thought and thought until, finally, he settled and painting a black daisy, like the one on Taimet!

Stepping back to admire his work, Pietro could feel his sadness, loss, and confusion in the art. It was ethereal and haunting, but beautiful nonetheless. Nodding, Pietro cleaned himself up and set up the painting to dry before going downstairs to put all the clothing from the washing machine into the dryer.

((Finished chibi 'Tro.))

[calippygian]

((cool! im gonna make an information page, all about oiccolo dragon soo XD))

The day went by quickly, not different. Everyday at the end, she was tired. She knew she would not get much sleep.
Taimet was both eager and wary of going to AI tonight. she wanted to know the plans that were to be set forth, but she was tired.

It was 6:00, time to go home. She set her extra apron and cleaners away and went to her car.
She thought about random things on the way back. what did Pieto paint? What's the plan for tonight? Did Peitro get the groceries?
she was sure he did, he was always a good friend like that.
Before she got out of her cooper, she got her wallet ready to pay back Tro'.
It was almost night, and the geckos, moths, and other night creatures had gathered at the lights outside the apartments.
She went through thier shared doorway, and immedietly heard the dryer, smelled the clean clothes, and saw the wonderful painting Pietro had done.

((Le' Gasp))

[Fawkes-Rinzler]

Pietro turned around, a small, sad smile on his face, "You like? I wanted to make this one of my more expensive pieces, but I like it quite a bit, and I kinda want to keep it. What do you think?"

Pietro was walking away from the laundry room with a laundry basket piled with clothes in his arms. Slipping up into Taimet's room, he put everything away the moved into his own room and put his own things away. He was absently wondering what he should wear that night, but he figured he could figure it out after Taimet answered his question.

"So?" He asked, walking back down stairs and next to Taimet.

[calippygian]

Taimet stared at it, her jaw dropping slowly.

"I absolutely love it! don't you dare sell this masterpiece! Why are you such a good friend?"

((sorry, im late, im working on the page, and Word is being wierd XD))