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anthonys1x1 replied to your post: [Indefinite Hiatus]
Gonna miss yew bitch. Hope you come back!
I'll miss everyone too D:! And writing, and Alan and all my characters on the 1x1. I wish I could do everything >-<

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[Indefinite Hiatus]
As sad as it sounds, I really can’t keep up with everything. I started classes last week, and honest to god, I don’t have any time left in the day… and we just started, so the work load is pretty much non-existent. I can only imagine how much busier I’ll be during the next months, as the deadline for the job we have as final starts.
So, it saddens me to say this, but I’ll be going into an indefinite hiatus that may, or may not, end in January 1st. I say may, because if an actual job spawns from all this, I may not return at all. We’ll see.
In the mean time, those who want my skype or other contact data can ask for it. And, you can still talk to me here, though I may be slow replying to asks if they come in.
Good bye, I’m sorry, and I’ll hope I’ll see you soon again.
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[Indefinite Hiatus]
As sad as it sounds, I really can’t keep up with everything. I started classes last week, and honest to god, I don’t have any time left in the day… and we just started, so the work load is pretty much non-existent. I can only imagine how much busier I’ll be during the next months, as the deadline for the job we have as final starts.
So, it saddens me to say this, but I’ll be going into an indefinite hiatus that may, or may not, end in January 1st. I say may, because if an actual job spawns from all this, I may not return at all. We’ll see.
In the mean time, those who want my skype or other contact data can ask for it. And, you can still talk to me here, though I may be slow replying to asks if they come in.
Good bye, I’m sorry, and I’ll hope I’ll see you soon again.
Kisses.Â
Scruffy.
"Well shit, looks like you’re a grower instead of a shower, huh?" Definitely not the best time for another subtle innuendo, but Oz really couldn’t help himself with that one. Though, as he talked, his eyes scanend the alley, looking for anything that might be of use in the comign scuffle he knew was going to happen no matter what.Â
A mischievous smirk worked it’s way onto his features when he spotted his way out. As the axe came swinging down over his head, Oz had already rolled to the right, hoping the other might be dominant with his right hand and have trouble swinging the axe by putting th epwer behind it with his left hand. That, and he’d found himself a pile of garbage cans that he was definitely going to use to his advantage.Â
He moved to his knees and grabbed the lid off the nearest can, feeling like Captain America himself for a moment as he tossed the lid like a giant metal frisbee, hoping to either distract Alan or throw him off balance just long enough to regain composure.
The axe hit the ground, piercing trough the concrete with ease and burying itself deep in it. Still on the realm of the expected, as he secretly hoped Oz wasn't as lame as to get killed that way. He saw the demon roll away, but couldn't do much when Oz was to his side.
When he spotted Oz again, the lid of a can was flying towards him. And though Alan was a quick gargoyle, the lid still hit him in the head, making him take a step back. He shook his head a few quick times, just enough to remove the dizziness, and his eyes scanned where Oz was.
Inside of him, anger boiled, mixed with the thrill of a target that wasn't so useless after all. "You're dead, Oz." He threatened out loud, eyes shinning green. "Dead." Spotting him was easy, especially at night, so in an instant, Alan ran towards Oz, aiming to tackle the fucker.
"It was just a long day and stressful. I am glad I came to be honest. Took me out from a patrol I didn’t want to at all deal with. School zones. Seriously.. " Chester vented for a moment before he laughed. "I’m looking forward to some ice cream, it’s with you so I’m happy about this."
Alan stared silently at Chester while the man drove the rest of the way to the ice cream place. He was glad Chester wasn't angry at him, but more than anything, excited about the ice cream. "Ok. So. Which flavours are you gonna ask for?" He asks, eager, while jumping off the car.

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"Oh…congrats. I should quit too but it’s helps going back to an empty apartment and blocking out unwanted things." Parker sighed, his hands sinking into his pockets." You could still come and not drink any liquor. Just water or juice or something." He felt like he was sounding needy but he kinda was. He didn’t want to be alone. He had a feeling of just chatting with someone and he kinda wanted it to be that way for a little while longer.
The chip went back into his pocket, while accepted the congratulatory words with a smile. "I suppose I could... but I don't know." Alan says, uneasy. The idea of finally going back to a bar was intimidating to him. "If company is what you want, maybe coffee instead?"
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I know I owe you Kris, do I owe you chester?
Nope. I owe you with that. oops...
I have drafted the asks I got, plust the replies I saw on the dashboard. I'll get to them when I come back from dinner and right before going to bed :D!
PS from this post itself as if it was a person: If anyone else wants a starter, like me :D!
"Feel free to join me if you want." Parker offered to Alan as he made sure he hadn’t dropped any of his belongings, mostly his wallet and keys. "I mean, it’s up to you really. I just thought some company would be nice."
"Id' love to. Really." Alan says with a smile. As being included made him feel a little bit better. "But..." He paused, and brought a chip from his pocket. It was shiny and engraved with a big One year on one side and AA on the other. "I don't drink."

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I appreaciate the thought, but oh god no...
FINE. But it'll take a long ass time xD! IC or OOC, by the way?
"Yeah, and just imagine how less painful it would be if I had a few drinks in me." He grumbled out, figuring that his plan to get the man into a bar and drunk off his ass was probably the worst idea he’d come up with in a long time. He pushed it to the back of his mind.
He was much more concerned with Alan’s tight grip on his arm and the way he was manhandling all the way across the street into the dark alley he’d been trying to avoid all night. “Are you this forward with all all the demons?” He asked with a dry chuckle as the other pushed him up against the wall. “You’re lucky I like it rough,” he muttered with a wrinkle of his nose, just barely tolerating the harsh handling of his body.Â
Oz did in fact stumble to the ground, and with a roll of his eyes, he pushed a few stray locks of hair out of his line of vision. “So rude.” He huffed and stood up, dusting dirt from his shirt and shorts. “I hope you know I’m not going to make this easy for you.”
"I wouldn't expect you to." Alan's lips twisted into a tiny smirk as he reached for something on his back. From beneath his jacket, he pulled a long rounded object that resembled a staff. Only it was a lot shorter than a staff, and it quickly grew two shiny blades on opposite sides.
The axed gleamed under the little light of the alley. The metal look ancient, though the perfect state of it made it look like a brand new object. As if it had been brought from beyond time itself into the present.
No one looked at alleys, that was what made them perfect sites for murders. Most people walked faster when a dark alley was on their way. Often looking away on purpose, or just entirely unaware of the dark hole. Alan stared at Oz for just a second, before bringing the axe over his head and swinging down as hard as he could.
"It’s okay. I know I just got live with them. It was my fault really." He sighed some more before putting on a smile, well attempted. "I think I may head now. Go find a bar that has some cheap beer."
"Oh, ok." Alan looked down. Unsure if Parker was leaving because he had insulted him, because he had brought up bad memories, or just because he really have to. And though he felt guilty to hear the man was going to pursue getting further drunk, he couldn't really stop him. Even if he felt like it was his fault. "Then I guess I'll be leaving as well." Having no one else to talk to, that seemed like the logical step.
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"It’s….okay I guess. It wasn’t something I ever seen myself doing. Then again, I never really seen myself doing anything except playing football but that dream died long ago." Parker sighed, taking a drink from his own drink trying to push his high school past out of his head.
"I'm sorry, I didn't meant to bring bad memories up." He apologizes, aware of how much he hated when that happened to him. There was a lot he wished he could forget, and not, at the same time.

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"Awww c’mon. Loosen up man!" He clapped a hand against the other’s back as he began walking into town, taking charge of their little stroll and directing them to one of the nearest bars. "Don’t be such a stiff, it’s like you’re made of stone or something." If Alan wasn’t here to kill him for being a demon, Oz was 100 percent sure he’d have tried to kill him for all the jokes he’d been making. Then again, he really couldn’t help himself, he was crass by nature.
Oz shrugged his shoulders as he listened to Alan’s questions, resisting the urge to roll his eyes at the other’s questions. He wasn’t trying to delay the other, he was more or less stalling until he could come up with a feasible way out of the situation, and so far, he had nothing.
"Really? You think I want to take my last stand in some dark, dirty alley way? C’mon, you’ve been doing your work, right big guy? You should know me better than that."Â
Alan knew that wasn't Oz's best scenario for a dead, if the man had any at all, but that was part of its beauty. He knew he'd hate it. "I said it was still going to be painful." He points out, hoping that the fact he wanted to punch Oz's ego would be evident by now. However, he was amused that the suggestion of a dark alley didn't spawned more awful innuendo and jokes.
He had ignored all the other jokes and puns. How the demon called him a stiff and made of stone, making fun of his condition as a gargoyle. And that was enough to make it personal enough that he decided to deny Oz of his drink.
Alan grabbed him by the arm, tightly, and steered him across the street. He was counting on Oz not making a scene, but in the evnt of such thing, he had ways out. "End of the line, demon." He said, pushing Oz against a wall hoping the man would stumble into the ground.