Enis Edrin (6201327) (
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genessia2017-09-06 11:32 am
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( ACTION – OPEN )
WHO: Enis Edrin & Open
WHERE: Genessia Area
WHEN: September 6th – 10th
WARNINGS: None
( Genessia – Bar/Streets )
[Enis drums her fingers against the bar top as she looks over the rim of her glass. She's bored which isn't unusual for her in Genessia but she's itching for something to do.
She isn't wearing black today but purples and blues. She rarely cares what she wears and defaults to whatever is the easiest to get her hands on. In this case, that is a torn pair of blue jeans and a light pink top with what looks like an image of a pirate kitten ironed onto it. Her worn out backpack is with her since she has continued to refuse to find a place to stay and she has the general air of 'I am tired. Fuck off.' hovering around her.
When she gets bored of the bar she'll walk around, looking for something to do, maybe some mayhem to prevent.]
( Genessia – Park )
[The park is one of the few places that Enis visits regularly. She isn't about to crash on a park bench but she does spend a great deal of time sitting and listening to the bugs and birds that call the park home. Most of her life has been spent trapped in a small room and, now that she's free of that, she wants to spend as much time as possible outside.
She finds a thick tree to use as a backrest and then lowers herself to take a seat on the grass. Her backpack is looped around one arm while her eyes close, leaning back against the tree.
Enis will usually hanging out in the park through the odd hours of the night, sometimes reading, sometimes on her computer and sometimes with headphones blocking out the ambient noises around her.]
WHERE: Genessia Area
WHEN: September 6th – 10th
WARNINGS: None
( Genessia – Bar/Streets )
She isn't wearing black today but purples and blues. She rarely cares what she wears and defaults to whatever is the easiest to get her hands on. In this case, that is a torn pair of blue jeans and a light pink top with what looks like an image of a pirate kitten ironed onto it. Her worn out backpack is with her since she has continued to refuse to find a place to stay and she has the general air of 'I am tired. Fuck off.' hovering around her.
When she gets bored of the bar she'll walk around, looking for something to do, maybe some mayhem to prevent.]
( Genessia – Park )
[The park is one of the few places that Enis visits regularly. She isn't about to crash on a park bench but she does spend a great deal of time sitting and listening to the bugs and birds that call the park home. Most of her life has been spent trapped in a small room and, now that she's free of that, she wants to spend as much time as possible outside.
She finds a thick tree to use as a backrest and then lowers herself to take a seat on the grass. Her backpack is looped around one arm while her eyes close, leaning back against the tree.
Enis will usually hanging out in the park through the odd hours of the night, sometimes reading, sometimes on her computer and sometimes with headphones blocking out the ambient noises around her.]

Genessia Park
Hallo. How are things here for you?
Genessia Park
Hi. They're going.
You?
[It's hard to tell if Enis cares or if she's just being polite.]
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He hadn't expected to run into Enis again, though, here, in a bar...with a pirate kitten on her shirt. It was almost cute. He got change from the bartender, a beer, went to the wall and pulled down a pool cue, her words from their last meeting still ringing in his ears: why do you care what I do? It was a good question, of course, and one Clay couldn't readily answer.
Maybe she reminded him of others he'd seen made innocent victims of the monsters that hid behind human eyes. He shrugged that off was way too pathetic and sappy before heading over to her table, holding out the stick to offer it to her.]
You play pool?
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She looks up when she hears Clay, her vibrant blue eyes dropping down to the pool cue in his hand.]
No but I can.
[Enis pushes herself to her feet, taking her drink in one hand and the pool cue in the other. She has an unfair advantage thanks to the computer chip in her head but that won't stop her from trying it. She's been told she needs a hobby after all.]
Are you sure you want to play me?
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Let's see how well you play.
[She takes a sip of her drink as she walks over to the pool table. Her posture is almost perfect, she hadn't been able to slouch and because of that it radiates a strange mixture of confidence and then her usual fuck-off attitude.]
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I think I'm pretty good. I also got it on pretty good authority you cheat.
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Is it really cheating? I only use the gifts my parents gave me. [It's true that she hadn't been born with most of the things her father gave her but on it's own it's a very innocent comment. In the context of Enis's life it's a bit sad.]
You break?
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[He smirks, because it's a dark joke, but she went there first, and makes a motion toward the table.]
Be my guess. Ladies first and all that shit.
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She walks around the table, positioning herself to break. Her chip does a lot of the work, measuring angels and the position of the balls. When she strikes she sinks a striped ball.]
I'm stripes.
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Leave some for me and we're square.
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Turns out she sucks without the added help.]
Left you some.
[She walks over towards her drink, offering him a small, slightly sarcastic, smile.]
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Thanks, but are you going easy on me or...
[Or what?]
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Yes and no.
[She shrugs as if it is completely obvious as to what had happened. Enis is confident that Clay can put it together.]
You said you wanted to have a turn. [She's being nice . . . ish.]
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Genessia - Park
When he was younger, it had always freaked him out, but now he just went with it, so winding up in the park wasn't strange, or heading toward a certain tree with a certain person sitting beneath it.
He also couldn't help the slight smile that touched his lips when he saw who that certain person was.]
'Allo, Enis. Enjoying the park?
Genessia - Park
You could say that.
[She doesn't have a big opinion on it but it's peaceful... in a way.]
What are you doing here?
Genessia - Park
...something she'd offered to explain and he'd never taken her up on.]
I...just...sort of followed my feelings. Sometimes I end up in the right place at the right time.
Genessia - Park
A smile teases the corner of her lips.] What makes you think that this is the right place and time?
[She wonders how much of his powers he can tap into.]
I don't know if I need the company, [Which is a lie.] unless you need something?
Genessia - Park
Well, I found you, didn't I?
[Smooth, Jag. Real smooth.]
I...no. I can...go.
Genessia - Park
No. You're here so you might as well sit.
Unless you have somewhere else to be?
[She isn't going to make him stay or say that she wants him too. She feels a little awkward asking for things like that. Even if that is exactly what she wants. There are very few people that she can talk to and even fewer that she can talk to comfortably.]
Genessia - Park
I don't have work today.
[Which, let's be real, is all he'd really have to do.]
So...how've you been? [He knows, if he were to touch her, he could just look, but he really has no idea how to go about it. He's still working on that bit. Besides,
it just seems rude.]
Genessia - Park
[She hasn't actually been keeping tabs on him.]
I'm fine. [Enis pauses as she looks over at Jag.] Why don't you use your abilities? [It isn't an invitation persay but Enis is curious.]
Genessia - Park
Yeah, I'm a good at a gay bar. Not that I'm gay! [Smooth, Jag.]
I...what? [He blinks, looking down.]
I...that's a long story.
Genessia - Park
I'm sure you make a lot of tips.
[He looks like the type that gay guys would enjoy flirting with.]
I have time. [Enis literally has nothing else to do and since they're here... they might as well talk about it.]
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No, I, uh, work in the kitchen.
[He licked his lips, nervous now that she's brought it up.]
It killed my mum.
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