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[h3][color=#6DB224]Gabriel Aeckard[/color][/h3]
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[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Downtown, Cruisin’ thru tha Alley
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Anomala, the Dwarf Ash Dryad
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The minutes following Gabe and Mala’s awkward little encounter was spent in a long, equally awkward silence. I mean, Gabe usually kept quiet during a walk, but he was rendered even [i]quieter[/i] after that particular display. As the two took pause at a crosswalk, Mala took a chance to speak first, as she was wont to do. 

“...That went well, yeah?” Her delivery was pretty cheeky, as usual. Gabriel could only groan at her playful words. He stared ahead, waiting for the signals to change. [color=#6DB224]“You're off wingman duty.”[/color] He finally spoke up. [color=#6DB224]“Indefinitely, if possible.”[/color] The wood nymph’s expression dropped in an exaggerated fashion. “Whaaaaaaat?!” She loudly replied, following behind the young man as he proceeded across the street. “What'd I do??” She tried defending her actions. Gabe wasn't planning on giving her the pleasure of hearing him answer. She knew what she did. Even so, she sped up to be beside him.

“Was it really that bad, though? I mean, I've been saying that you should be making more friends.” She had a point, at the very least. While he was just fine with being a lone wolf, having only one friend to talk to every so often didn't make him any less...paranoid. Either way, Gabriel couldn't say he was content with some of Mala’s more…[i]eccentric[/i] friend-making methods. [color=#6DB224]”Yeah, but ya don't hafta be such a…[i]mom[/i] about it.”[/color] His flat tone went even flatter as he mentioned it. She couldn't help but chortle at that. “Consider it payback for picking through my hair earlier…[i]dad[/i].” She ribbed. Gabriel “smirked” back, as she always had a way of getting one out of him. 

[color=#6DB224]“Couldn't you introduce me to another nymph instead?”[/color] He asked, the two rounding a corner. “Well I would, if they weren't so few and far between.” Mala quickly replied. “You said it yourself Gabe, this place isn't like New York. Besides, what's wrong with the demikids? They're cool...right?” She rationalized. Gabriel scoffed.

[color=#6DB224]“Maybe, if most of them weren't so...full of themselves.”[/color] He replied. It was a personal opinion based off of first impressions and assumptions. “Well, can ya blame ‘em?” Mala shrugged. “I mean, when you're young, rich, attractive, and housing the power of a…” She paused, her and Gabe exchanging brief looks. [color=#6DB224]“Careless, neglectful, good-for-nothing-”[/color] “[i]God[/i], then it might just make you a self-centered asshole!” The two scoffed in unison. “It happens.” 

Proceeding down the avenue, the nursery was clearly on the horizon. At the end of the block, as a matter of fact, and on the other side of the street. After a pause, the meddling wood nymph piped back up. “You sure you're not just talking about Ashley? I would figure casual narcissism and attention seeking was just a standard byproduct of being a Lovechild.” She rationalized. [color=#6DB224]”Nope. You lived here long enough. It’s all of them.”[/color] Gabe sounded pretty sure of himself. The wood nymph begged to differ. “Yeah, that’s what i’m saying! I mean, some of 'em are spoiled brats, but not [i]all[/i] of them! Ya just gotta look in the right places, and be a bit more open to interaction!” She encouraged. 

[color=#6DB224]”There ya go, being a mom again…”[/color] Gabe sighed, in jest. “Hey, i’m just sayin’.” Mala shrugged. Soon, the two stood directly across the street from the open air nursery. “So, you gonna follow me in this time?” Mala asked. On a typical day, Gabe would just walk her to work, and go on about his business. But today he figured he’d do something different. That, and he wanted the job. [color=#6DB224]”Yeah. You can introduce me to your manager.”[/color] He “smirked” again. With a cheesy grin and a grab of the boy’s hand, Mala rushed towards her occupation with the Harvestchild in tow.