Nothing Is Ever As It Seems [Open]

[Vetis]

In this place that I despise
Something therein evil lies
Planning out my grim demise
Someday we all shall die



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Vetis was trying to fight back a yawn. It was late. Or too early. He couldn't decide which. It was about mid-morning on Saturday and he was ready for bed. He had had a night shift and was just ready to go to bed. He didn't really take much mind to the time of day, that never really concerned him. He just knew that his suit would need the rest. He knew that bodies needed rest so they don't deteriorate at faster speeds. He was fond of this new suit and was going to take good care of it.

He was settled at a table by himself. The diner was rather crowded, not that he minded. He had a place to sit and was just enjoying his coffee. He was stirring his coffee while he looked over the menu. He was trying to decide what he would like for breakfast before he went to bed.

He stopped stirring his cup to shrug off his Deputy jacket and settle it on the booth seat next to him. The woman who was his waitress was being a little too personal for his tastes, but he wasn't about to speak up. Like he wanted the girl to spit in his food. Although it would give him quite the reason to take her soul without question.

He was actually just about to call the waitress over, deciding on pancakes, eggs, and bacon, when a voice stopped him. He glanced at the person who decided to speak to him.

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NOTES: Open to anyone.
MUSIC: "Six Foot Deep" - Creature feature

[Hayden Outlawe]

Hayden let out a slight groan as he walked down the street from the place he'd parked his truck. He had never been a truck guy, and with the Chevelle, he never knew why he'd bought a second vehicle. Okay, maybe he did know. A Dodge Ram was a lot less noticeable that a '67 Chevelle. But still... As big as it was, it was hard to find parking on the street. And who was he kidding?
Parallel parking had NEVER been his strong suit. With a natural road rage persona, he was more likely to just run over the other two cars or push them out of the way. So yeah, better safe than sorry. And that meant better to park 1/2 a block a way than to risk getting pissed and hitting someone's piece of shit minivan that hard parked partway into the only other parking place next to the diner.

Running the tips of his fingers through his messily fixed hair, Hayden wondered why he had came out today anyway. Most of his clothes were still packed, his apartment was still bare, and he knew Chey probably wasn't even awake yet. There was literally no reason to be out. Okay, maybe one, and his body was reminding him of it now with the low growl coming form his stomach: He had absolutely no food in his apartment whatsoever.

So, here he was, Superman t-shirt, dark jeans, and leather jacket. Trekking down the streets of Beacon Hills to the only diner he cared to try. Same one he'd eaten at before where he had randomly met that Alek guy.

Arriving at the door, he looked over his reflection to make sure he looked okay, then headed inside. The place was, as usual, crowded. It had been that way his first down in town, it had been that way the couple times he'd been here since, and it was that way now. Of course, he didn't mind too much. The food was good, the prices were cheap, and the service wasn't TOO bad for a small town diner.

Looking around, he found an empty table in the corner and motioned for the usual waitress. She smiled big as she hurriedly made her way over to his table. Either she's crushing on me, or I'm a bigger tipper than I thought... He chuckled at his own thought as she came over.

"Hi sweetie! Back so soon?" Hayden nodded his head as he shrugged off his jacket. She seemed to be checking him out as he did so, but he pretended not to notice."You need a menu?"

"Nah, no menu needed. I know exactly what I want," he replied, offering he a fake smile. She returned his smile with a little too much enthusiasm, and all he could think was WOW, THIS CHICK MUST REALLY NEED TO GET LAID!

"Oh! A man with a plan! I like that," she said, leaning down closer to him. He honestly was starting to wonder if this was her thing, trying to hook up with her customers, or if she was just THAT desperate for a good tip. I mean, really? Who tries this hard?

"Oh really? Well, the plan is coffee, two eggs over-easy, an order of bacon, order of sausage, and a stack of blueberry pancakes." He offered her a smile and turned away. He could tell she was a little disappointed, apparently thinking her flirting was getting her somewhere (which meant it must have been real flirting), but honestly, he wasn't interested. He had found the girl in this town that he needed, and she wasn't some random waitress. She was the key to everything right now, and not even easy sex was getting in the way of that.
At least, not yet.

Sighing a little as she came back with his coffee, he nodded his head. She seemed to be a little annoyed as she dropped the cup on the table and turned and walked away. "Hey, wait! You forgot to bring me any..." But she had walked off to another table, and didn't seem interested in coming back until she had to. "Sugar..."

Looking around, Hayden spun around to check out the table behind him.
Glancing over the guys shoulder, he spied a canister of sugar there.

"Hey bud, you mind if I borrow that sugar?" Offering a friendly smile, Hayden felt himself twitch a little when he noticed the guy he was talking to wasn't just any guy. He was a cop. Really? A cop? Was the universe so annoying that it had to sit him next to an officer of the law. "Oh, uh... Sorry officer. Didn't mean to bother you during your morning coffee. My waitress juts seems to have forgotten to bring me any sugar for my coffee... Kinda need the extra boost."

[Vetis]

In this place that I despise
Something therein evil lies
Planning out my grim demise
Someday we all shall die



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Vetis didn't need food. He didn't need drinks. He honestly didn't need anything. But he loved keeping up the appearance of being normal. Normal officers had breakfast. He had observed them for a while and knew that he had to fit in. And he knew just how to do it, regardless of how he felt. Honestly, he didn't even need sleep. But he still pretended to be just as human as the next person.

He honestly was looking over the menu, although he really wasn't a big fan of most meals. He knew to keep things simple, keep things on the lighter side. He was quite sure that Ama would have laughed if she saw him. Of course, he would have forced her into having breakfast with him. Although he could almost hear her the words she would say, and he was glad she wasn't here.

He glanced at the person who spoke to him, who interrupted his thoughts and actions. He honestly didn't have any care for who this guy may or may not be. Although he was actually amused by the other apologising so quickly. Of course, he was asking for sugar. He eyed the packets he hadn't touched. Honestly, who needed sugar?

"Here." He shifted, lifting up the small container of sugar packets, and held it out to him. "I don't need them." It was the truth, plain and simple.

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NOTES: none
MUSIC: "America" - Imagine Dragons

[Hayden Outlawe]

Hayden was having a hard time hiding that he was a little nervous. I mean, Hell, for all he knew, he could still be wanted for murder. Murder he'd committed with witchcraft, a few of them actually, but even with civie cops, there was always the chance someone suspected him. It's what had put him on the run. With hunters and cops looking for him, he didn't have many allies to protect him.

"Here." He shifted, lifting up the small container of sugar packets, and held it out to him. "I don't need them."

Hayden sort've felt like an idiot. Guy probably thought he was, and hell, he was sort've acting like one. He was acting nervous, not mention he was actually putting sugar in his coffee.

"Yeah, I usually don't use sugar myself. Never seen the point, honestly. But, ya know, this place doesn't exactly seem like a Starbucks, and they don't exactly have Triple Red Eyes on the menu, so I'm just looking for an extra sugar rush to get me going." Hayden felt even more idiotic now. Here he was, rambling on about Starbucks, and instead he should be just ending the conversation and getting out of there. "Sorry, officer, probably don't care about my rambling. Haha, I'll just take the sugar and leave ya alone. Thanks."

Reaching his hand out, Hayden grabbed the sugar packets from the deputy's hand. Then, he stopped, his hand still held out. His finger had grazed the man's, and he'd felt something. Something... Dark... Strange... Like a menacing shiver going up his spine. Offering a nervous smile, he simply nodded his head.

"Thanks again, officer."

[Vetis]

In this place that I despise
Something therein evil lies
Planning out my grim demise
Someday we all shall die



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Vetis was really not in the mood for games. He just wanted his bed. He just wanted to lay there and never move for a bit. He could get exhausted, yes. But sleep? Nah. He liked trying to act the role of human. Liked screwing around with the human who saw everything he did. He loved masquerading around in this meat suit.

The male in the booth next to him was rather suspicious. He acted nervous and it made him raise an eyebrow as he handed over the sugar packets. Was the other nervous around officers of the law? That was slightly ridiculous. Unless he was wanted. But really... Vetis was in no mood to currently play officer.

"I have absolutely no idea what you just said." He said slowly. Starbucks? Did it honestly look like he cared about the level of how amazing coffee was? Coffee was coffee in his eyes, he really couldn't taste much of a difference. He figured you would pay more for this... Triple Red Eyes. Or whatever it was called.

He was actually a little glad when the other said he would take the sugar and leave him alone. He didn't understand the ramblings. He barely could stand it from those he worked with. He would listen to them talk about their families, their dates, or even their patrols. It ended up being boring in the end.

Vetis nodded his head when Hayden took the sugar packets and thanked him once more.

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NOTES: none
MUSIC: none