Bad Company [Flynn]

[trentonsullivan]

"Welcome to the Blue Scallop, how many will be in your party for tonight?" The man was dressed nicely in pressed dress pants and a tasteful tie. His shirt was dry-clean only and a grey that had a bit of a shimmer to it.

Trenton thought that the host was always over dressed. It might have been a nice, elegant place to get a few drinks or an overpriced meal to impress a date but he was there alone. He was wearing a pair of dark jeans and a dark shirt that clung to him in certain spots that although it might have looked nice, it wasn't the most comfortable of clothes. Not that he had a lot. Living on top of City Hall you didn't have a closet of clothes at your disposal. You had a small selection when you were a Guardian. Being a Gargoyle was a lot like being in the military. The Guardians were the Marines, while the Politicians were the Army. The Guardians received the Politicians' old, used items unless they wanted to get their own place.

"Just one, please." Trenton never came here with anyone. He'd think the host would know this by now, and yet he asked every time. Maybe it was just his job to ask to be sure not to upset anyone. People were sensitive in this day and age.

The host looked down at his dry erase seating chart and then turned at the hip to look and see what he had available. "All I have available right now is that table over by the window if that's alright with you." He looked over to where the host was pointing and he nodded his head. "That's fine with me." He wasn't picky. He just didn't feel like going to the Silent Stone tonight. He didn't exactly fit in there the way the others did. He didn't fit in anywhere, really.

Just as the host was about to seat him, the door swung open and another person stepped inside. "I'll be right with you. There is going to be a forty-five minute wait, though." The host said as they passed the person. Trenton looked up to see it was someone to looked to be alone, and feeling sort of bad for arriving before this person he decided to try and do something nice. "If it's just you then you can share a table with me. I'm not expecting any company." Trenton offered towards the stranger, not sure if they were in a hurry. After all, the night was still young.

[FLYNN YOUNG]

Flynn was having a not so great day. She had been late to work at the little boutique shop, where an angry lady was waiting to return a few blouses that were all stained and dirtied. Flynn was too nice of a person to argue with the woman that they couldn't take the used clothes, even though they were a place that bought and sold old clothes, they had to be in decent condition. So after the woman shouted at poor Flynn, the girl decided to go ahead and hand the woman money to cover the return cost of the clothes. Except she knew she would get in trouble for it and used the money from her own pocket to compensate for it.

So not only was she out sixty-three dollars but she had to stay late to help in restocking and cleaning up the store. But Flynn didn't mind it one bit. She enjoyed her job and didn't mind staying one bit. It only made it difficult for her to get to the grocery store before it got dark. She didn't like to go grocery shopping at night because she didn't have a vehicle and it was difficult to carry all of the bags. One time when she had decided to go shopping after sunset, a homeless man had threatened to attack her if she didn't give him her bags. So instead of chancing it, she decided to just go out to eat.

The Blue Scallop wasn't too far from Flynn's job, only a few blocks away. She might have been a bit under dressed in her yoga pants that she liked to wear when she wanted to be comfortable, a pair of boots and a large, heavy coat that made her look bulky but was good to keep her wings hidden well. She wore a lot of bulky tops when she was out. Especially since it was cold outside, she blend in perfectly with it.

When she stepped inside the restaurant she was greeted with light house music and the aroma of fresh seafood. Her mouth watered instantly and she couldn't wait to be seated and order something that she bet would be delicious!

"I'll be right with you. There is going to be a forty-five minute wait, though." Flynn's head turned to look over to the seating host and she felt her face fall. That was a long wait and she was hungry now. She was about to kindly say that she must leave when the customer who was being seated spoke up. "If it's just you then you can share a table with me. I'm not expecting any company."

It was the only kind thing that had happened all day for Flynn! Her eyes lit up and her smile grew to match showing she appreciated the kind gesture. "If it's okay.. I'd love to!" She said quietly and nodded her head before bowing it down and following after the two of them towards a table that sat by the window. "Thank you so much! I won't be a bother, I promise! I'm just very hungry!"

[trentonsullivan]

Trenton wasn't normally a sociable person. He preferred to.. what did the others call it? Ah. Brood alone. He didn't consider himself the brooding sort but that was how the other Guardians saw him. Perhaps this would be his opportunity to prove them wrong. He allowed the female to go to the table and take her seat first before he lowered himself into the one directly across from her. He wasn't sure what would be appropriate to say to this stranger that he was going to have a meal with.

He was trying to think of a conversation starter when the female piped up and interrupted his concentration, throwing him off a little. "Thank you so much! I won't be a bother, I promise! I'm just very hungry!"

Trenton merely watched her curiously in silence for a moment, letting what she said sink in before he shook his head and held a hand up. "No, it's perfectly fine. It will be nice to have company." He offered a friendly little smile before his brows furrowed and he realized he was being rude. "You'll have to forgive me for not introducing myself right away. I'm Trenton. And you are?"

[FLYNN YOUNG]

This Trenton seemed like a very nice man. At least enough of one to allow her to take a seat with him in order to eat. She was starved! "My name is Flynn. It's nice to meet you." Flynn offered in her polite, quiet voice as she tried to get herself comfortable in her seat. Her eyes moved towards the window which she looked out as her mind began to race with curiosities. Would this be an awkward, almost uncomfortable meal with a silent stranger, or would he try to be chatty and give it a go at a lengthy conversation? Then there was the possibility that he just may try to flirt with her and that in itself would be an uneasy conversation.

She wasn't looking for someone to make those sort of advances towards her. He was good looking enough but all she was looking for was a warm meal before she went home.

Though it would be impolite to sit there and not say anything, and Flynn wasn't impolite. She turned her attention to him once again and offered him a smile, trying to think of something to say but instead decided to reach for the menu and look it over. There were so many choices to choose from, and of course many of them looked appetizing but she was going for seafood. Perhaps the tilapia, of even some salmon? She wished they were able to get haddock out there but it wouldn't be fresh since it wasn't on that coast.

"Everything looks delicious. So many items to choose from." She said, not really knowing what sort of conversation to start. She didn't know this man, afterall.