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Name: Danilo Legarith
Age: 35 or 45
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Orientation: Straight
Personality: Blunt and straight forward. He does not lie very well and tends to speak his mind which occasionally lead to trouble and especially with superiors that don't appreciate blunt honesty. He can keep secrets very well simply because he will not talk about them. He does have a playful side and once he gets going it can be hard to get him to stop unless someone really needs help. He considers himself very honorable though that does include knifing an enemy in the back without even thinking about it.
Biography: Best way to describe him is 'been there done that'. He was in the Navy for six years right out of high school and was trained to be a Navy Medic. Once he had gone though school for that they promptly sent him to specialized training to work with the marines and eventually was assigned to one of the Marine Recon platoons and he served for most of his time with them.
After getting out he worked for a trucking company for several years before leaving that job for reasons he doesn't talk about and ended up living in part of Oregon as a bit of a mountain man and has a very nice cave somewhere in the mountains there. He spent about two years in the mountains and was eventually picked up for a black ops team the government had put together. They were set up as a plausible deniability asset.
That team was known as the 917th Phoenix of which he was a member of the Hell hounds. That team was operation for four years before being decommissioned at which time they went freelance.
Likes: Good cigars, spiced rum, plenty of exercise, and women and kids (in a good way darn your dirty mind).
Dislikes: Assholes... Terrorists, abusers, stupid drivers.
Magics: Extremely strong, almost augmented and has a sixth sense for when there is danger around. One draw back is he occasionally forgets his strength and breaks things. The sixth sense is for danger in general and not just aimed at him which has caused a few incidents.
Other: Don't startle him or he is likely to break something you might want. He can be very aggressive when he feels that innocents might be in trouble but otherwise tends to be rather cheerful.
Abilities: Extremely strong. He has been working out most of his adult life and his strength far exceeds the average person though not to the point where he would be considered a mutant. He tends to heal very quickly and fairly well which tends to annoy doctors all the time.
Name: Dalia Aerden
Age: 24
sex: female
appearance: Dalia (Five-four, 135 lbs)
bio: I got into games when I was really little. Be it board games, role playing games, video games. You name it I’ve probably played it. My life has been pretty average really. I haven't been around the world nor have I done anything spectacular. I am quite lazy to be honest.
I graduated MIT, Computer graphics and design. I have a masters in that and still trying to finish my Associates in psychology. I haven't really done anything besides that. I work at a cafe near my little apartment.
I have a rack of clothing back home of hand made renaissance gear, mostly knight wear, you know armor and what not, I could show off. A hobby of mine is live role playing and reenactment. Its the only time I get really active.
other: I have three tattoos, their addicting I will admit. One on my right shoulder of a tribal fox on my right hip of a oroboros, then a seven point star at the base of my neck.
Dalia yawned as she changed into her outfit. Of course it was early, if you consider 10 am early, and she wasn't feeling all that awake. But that was what working at a coffee shop was for. You had coffee every day till you can't stand it then you smell it till its in all your clothes. What an irritating set up that turned out to be. There was little there was to do about it though. She didn't have the patience to deal with climbing up some corrupted corporate ladder just so she could live comfortably and work herself to death on something she hated. No, working here would be fine as long as she got along with her boss and co-workers and the day went smoothly.
Sadly these things never seemed to go the way she wanted them to. Not that she could really blame the over worked men and women in their over priced suits and their expensive wears and phones who didn't seem to care that she couldn't do a million things at once being not a morning person herself and being that she was only one person. The coffee was going to take as long as it was going to take and that was final. That however didn't stop them from arguing against her placating smile or looking rather cross while they waited chatting on their phones.
'Grin and bear it chickie, grin and bear it.' She thought to herself as she handed another irate costumer their coffee with a fake plastic smile. Oh today was going to be just great she knew it.
The new girl, a tall leggy blond with fake breasts and bright green eyes, was on the phone with someone while trying to be discreet about it. She was failing miserably of course because Dalia could hear every word. She was complaining about her work load. 'Wake up to the real world, that is how it is.' Why she got stuck with her on this shift she will never understand. Not like she had much of a choice.
'Just once fate, god, buddah, whatever, who ever is listening just help me through the day.' She prayed pointlessly as she attended another costumer.
Danilo flexed his muscles as he got out of his armored SUV. It looked just like any other vehicle. He had to grin because behind the green paint was steel and bullet proof glass. You never could be to careful in his business. He looked around the parking lot of a coffee shop. Small and out of the way, with more then likely some killer coffee. And boy could he ever use some coffee right about now. The closer that it got to the full moon, the more caffeine he seemed to take in. He walked in and gave a quick glance around the room. He chose a table that was near a door but far enough out of the way so that he could sit and watch everyone else in the room. Once he set his coat down on the chair, he went up to order his coffee. He rubbed his nose slightly, he hated the smell of lies that came off business people, and politicians even worse.
When it was finally his turn to order he stepped up to the counter, "I will make this easy for you, I want a large cup of your strongest coffee. I don't want any of that fancy crap. Just a plan strong cup of coffee, can ya do that for me sugar?" He grinned at her a bit
That was it. If that little squirt didn't get off her ass and away from the coffee machine to do some real work she was going to have her fired. That was it. The girl, Neece if she remembered correctly, was getting on her last nerve. It took every last ounce of her control not to pummel the girl right then. That would have been bad for business and could potentially get her fired, so she refrained from it as she went to attend another costumer. But what she saw stopped her a few steps from the counter.
Dalia blinked up at the man standing in front of her. 'Wow...' She thought slightly stunned. The man in front of her was one mean stud, she had admit that. 'Well thank you Jesus.' She thought her eyes blinking a few times before she smiled right back at him. At least he was going easy on her, the least she could do was give him a real smile, he was definitely cute enough.
"Coming right up, sir." She says turning towards the back counter where Neece was still chatting away on her phone. Dalia raised a finely plucked eye brow and tapped the regulation heels she was wearing, her arms crossed. "Neece, I know what ever you're doing is 'important' and all but I will fire your ass in the next ten minutes if you don't get to work." She says still a pleasant look of amusement on her face.
The green eyed girl give her a scathing look before telling her friend she had to go and hung up. She looked about to say something when she spotted Danilo. A devious smile broke out onto her face as she sauntered up to the counter, hips swaying as she went. Dalia just rolling her eyes and starting the coffee machine she had set up for earlier, as Neece rang up the bill. "Will that be all sir?" She heard Neece say as the girl leaned on the counter, showing an ample amount of cleavage as she did so.
Dalia felt her anger spike but she quickly suppressed it as she turned around to wait for the coffee to stop brewing. 'Down girl' She told herself. There was no need for her to get all up in arms.
He raised an eyebrow slightly. "No, you could remove those weapons from my sight before you put an eye out." he said as he laid down enough cash to pay for his coffee and watched Dalia fix his coffee. He stepped to the side so that the other girl, flaunted her cleavage to the next man behind him. He sighed and stood, leaning one hip against the counter as he waited. "Your coffee nice and strong?" He asked Dalia while he waited
Neece's look of horror was enough to set Dalia off. She grinned behind her hand as she giggled a bit. Weapons now? She hadn't heard that one before. Well it was nice for someone to put the girl in her place really. Neece recovered quickly in time to take the money from the counter and place it in the register and assist another costumer.
Dalia crossed her arms under her chest as she turned her eyes to the man. She gave him a wide grin before answering him. "As strong as it needs to be." She says crossing her legs slightly annoyed by the hem line of this company's suits.
A white blouse, a mid thigh black or navy pencil skirt with dark stockings and what ever fancy shoes you have available. You would think it would be inappropriate to wear such a thing in such a work environment but thems the breaks. What she wouldn't give to change out of these skirt and shoes and into a pair of pants and just to relax. Unfortunately her break wasn't for another hour and her shift didn't end until three. She shook the curls around her head.
The coffee maker gave off one shrill beep before Dalia pressed the button to turn it off. She poured a cup for the man before handing it to him. There were sugar packets and creamer next to him on the counter he was standing in front of if he needed some. "Anything else you need? I'll be around to clean off tables in a few so just ask me if you do."
He grins as he looks her over more. "This is fine. Thanks." He takes it and sips it slightly. "Now this is some good coffee." He grins more and winks at her. "My compliments, a perfect cup of coffee from a perfect lady." He goes to sit at the table he had laid his coat out and as he sat there, he watched her a little bit, then looked down at the newspaper he had brought as well. Slowly the morning rush began to dwindle down.
While there were few customers, he caught Dalia. "Think you could make me another cup of coffee sugar?" He asks as he pulls out his billfold.
Dalia gave a small chuckle at the compliment. Had she not desensitized herself she might have actually blushed. There was enough incentive to. A good looking guy complimenting her didn't come around often, as her single status was still just that. She shook her head as he headed over to his table.
Giving one last chuckle she turned to the actual front of the counter to see Neece giving her the stink eye over her shoulder. Dalia just raised and eyebrow at her as the girl stalked off towards the back room. So much for being friendly in the work place.
She shook her head as she went about the morning rush with a little more energy then she had before. Her eyes kept trailing to male in the sitting area of the coffee shop. He looked like he worked out. Not that most people didn't in this day and age, everyone obsessed with health these days, but dang. 'They sure make them fine these days' She thought ringing up the last costumer and handing them their coffee as they left. Finally, morning rush done she grabbed a rag as Neece came in from the back. Dalia scooted around the counter to avoid her. No need to cause a scene.
She cleared a few tables before she reached the man from before. She grinned at him kindly before nodding. "Sure thing, sir." She said going back to her post and making sure the coffee was still heated. 'Sugar, huh?' Well that was new. Dalia was back to his table a few minutes later, waving off his bank roll. "It's on the house stranger." She says with a wink ignoring any refusal from him and going back to clearing the small tables then back to the counter.
Danilo sat and drank his coffee, watching the Dalia as she moved about the coffee shop, his eyes flashing back and forth between the eyes of a man and the eyes of a wolf. Taking in a deep breath he smell nothing but coffee, that was the bad thing about being in a coffee shop. If you weren't used to all the different smells in there, you could easily miss out on different smells. His nose twitched as he got a faint wiff of a familiar scent, but it and the coffee beans were making it hard to figure out what he was smelling.
Neece was pissed. Not, way beyond pissed. That little skank. She was flirting with him, openly flirting with him in front of her. Oh she was gonna get it. Neece would just have to wait for her break.
Dalia felt somewhat aware of the guys eyes on her. She had paid for the coffee with her discount so it didn't really bother her but it was just a guess. She had glanced back at the man a few times to see if he needed anything, she had caught him staring maybe once. Maybe she was just being paranoid. It could be Neece who was irate. The girl had a temper but she also had a job. If she wanted to keep it she should think about what she's doing before she does it. Just because she was hired for her looks didn't mean that she could keep them that way.
She had been appointed manager she could train Neece and get her ready to take her place within the week. So far she felt she might not get that position. Not that it mattered. More hours in, early mornings and more irritation. She'd admit she wasn't the nicest person when it came to giving orders but she expected things to get done. Faster they get done the better everything went.
Sighing she had her break in about a minute. Thank whoever because she needed to relax. It was about ten minutes but ten minutes was enough. Going back around the counter she made herself a cup of coffee and heading out back. There was a heater she could sit back there in the alley way and cool off for a moment. Ignoring cream and sugar she just drank from the container.
Neece grinned as she dropped the rag on the table. Someone else was coming in as Neece made for the back. The guys just stared at her oddly before taking another costumers order.
