Argo nodded sheepishly, taking another sip of his coffee. "Mute. I use a radio to communicate. Or sign language, it depends," he said, pointing to the small clip on radio in his ear
all my rps are dead so I'm making another one
Sean stands, hands in pockets, sighing. He passes by Ollie, flipping a coin at him for the beer, "Thanks-" He sighs
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Ollie nods, "Have a good one." Another drunk passing through… he hums in thought, placing the coin in the register. He sighs softly, staring outside. He sees his brother James walking towards the bakery. James was tall, dirty blonde, buff with muscle, dark grey eyes covered by sunglasses, wearing a red plaid shirt, the top two buttons unbuttoned, ripped jeans and combat boots. He enters with a jingle from the bell, the two sacks of flour resting on his shoulder.
Micha graciously accepted the bag from the male. "Thanks," he chuckled slightly as he took the bag. He set it down besides his plate and continued to slowly consume the tiramisu cake, allowing the coffee flavor coat his mouth.
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“Really? I mean, at least you found a way to communicate with people,” Yeah said, lips pursing as he took his time looking Argo over. Oh yes, he liked him. “And sign language? I think I know a little bit. A cousin of mine was completely deaf, so I learned a bit from my uncle.”
Argo seemed to light up a little. This guy was hot and knew sign language? You have a very nice name, Yeon, he signed, trying to test how much he actually knew
Sean almost runs into the guy at the door.
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James glances at the male, "Sorry." He grunts, nodding to the other male. He enters the bakery. Ollie pouts, "James, you know better than to carry stuff like that! You'll hurt yourself." He scolds. James shrugs, " 'S fine." He says, setting the bags down. Oliver sighs, "But thank you James. Especially when it's your day off to work." He just shrugs, "It's fine."
(So James is going to be included?)
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(I mean, sure. If needed be)
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Yeon grinned when he noticed Argo’s mood seem to improve. But he just now remembered a terrible detail. He knew how to sign, yes, but in Spanish. He cursed mentally, running the signs that Argo gave through his brain. It took him a minute, with translating and all, but he nodded in understanding. “Thank you. Argo is pretty hot as well,” He said with a chuckle.
(hhh gotta go die via finals now)
Argo turned a little red, and he took another sip of his coffee. "Thank you," his radio played, sounding vaguely sheepish. "That's very nice of you to say."
Sean sighs as he walks out of the bakery.
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(RIP and lmao did you mean to say Vaughn)
“Anytime, precioso“ Yeon said with a playful wink, his tongue rolling the ‘r’ when saying the word. He propped his chin up against his palm as he studied Argo. “It probably would have been a good to mention that I know sign better when it’s Spanish,” he said, chuckling.
(lol wait how do I throw Icarus into here somehow lol)
(shit whoops)
(ok I fixed it sorry I didn't sleep all night thanks to my sister)
Argo went a little more red at the 'precioso.' "I speak many languages. English just tends to be the one I'm better with," he said quickly
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(You need sleep bud)
“Oh? You know Spanish, then?” Yeon asked. Now he was excited. It wasn’t too often that he met people who knew Spanish well enough to hold up a decent conversation.
(hah a it wasn't my fault this time I swear. just insomnia and my little sister being a jerk and keeping the light on)
Argo nodded, fiddling with his bowtie again. "In my line of work you have to know many languages. I can speak everything from Cantonese to Russian to things not heard of around here," he said, smiling a little at Yeon's reaction
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(Ooooof)
“And what exactly is your line of work, precioso?” Yeon asked, a brow arching as he did so. His eyes flicked down to the bow tie when he noticed the movement. A bow tie? Well, that really was precious.
(shit now I ship Yeon and Argo, I have too many ships to handle)
Argo's face went a little red again, and he had to mentally remind himself not to break from the nickname. "I'm the manager of a rather expensive hotel. I'm not entirely sure if you would recognize the name, but it's called the Basilisk."
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(Ahahaha yes)
Yeon’s brows raised in surprise. “Manager, huh? I’m impressed,” he commented. Of course he hadn’t heard of it. He was poor as hell. The nicest thing he could afford was some trashy apartment in a terrible part of town.
Argo rubbed at his face a little, trying to will some of the redness away. "It's not much, really. I only work there because I walked straight into a mess of fine print contracts, but that's another story," he said, finishing his coffee. He debated getting more before deciding on a glass of spiced rum
(can I join in?
Name: Sparrow Embers
Age: 18
Gender: female
Sexuality: bisexual
Looks: https://stronghair.org/wp-content/uploads/2018/02/Best-hair-colors-for-green-eyes.jpg
Outfit: https://www.pinterest.ca/pin/AdgJuVOpdADCtaz8RHzjcui0aX5g2Pt27oMCcryEW33L7TK7ExDM_zs/
Personality: develop
Other: develop)
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Yeon hummed, nodding slowly. “Hey, at least you know you’ve got a big chunk of money,” he said, trying to be optimistic about it. He picked up his glass, taking a slow drink.
(sure you can join)
Argo shook his head. "Not really. I don't actually own most of my things. Hell, I usually don't even bother stepping off the hotel grounds. Not that I tend to have a reason, but that's beside the point," he said, taking a sip of his rum
Sean walks out and sits on a bench outside the bakery/bar
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Yeon gave another nod. “Think you could get me a job?” He joked, laughing a bit as he did so. Anything would be better than his current situation.
Sparrow walks around the corner and makes a beeline for the bakery
Argo chuckled, shrugging a little. "Well it's up to the boss, but since I'm the manager I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you really wanted one. The kitchen always needs runners, and I know it would be a relief if we had at least five other people to work in the lobby."