[center][h2][color=009966]Joseph 'Tank' Cooper[/color][/h2][/center]
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Interacting with: Alicia [@Lady Amalthea], Caesar [@Sigil], Cecily [@Morose]
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"[color=82ca9d]Sure, I got some more food inside, wouldn't mind if you came in and helped get it out here for the crew while Papi and I finish off the last pan to go into the oven. Would be helpful,[/color]" Alicia told him. He nodded matter of factly. "[color=009966]Cool[/color]," before he slid up to his feet. He was then lightly shouldered by the petite one and called a shitbird by the butch one. All they'd need to do was tell him he'd never amount to anything, and they'd become his mother. 

As he followed Alicia, he caught sight of a girl he'd seen before. Cecily he believed her name was. He'd only been down to the precinct a bit since he moved here. They'd given him a fair amount of off days for him to get situated in this city for a few weeks. But he'd seen her around. He gave her a quick wink as he passed by. Nothing suggestive, but just an acknowledgement that she was cool in his book. Smart too, from what he could tell. They made their way past the patio, and he turned just in time to see Alicia's dad's smile. That was probably the most forced thing he'd seen in so very long. He forced a smile back, though it became a natural one when he realized just how odd this situation was. The landlord was in here too it seemed, he noted from a glance.

He heard glass breaking and a woman's cry from outside and he spun. It was all he could do to not whip out his gun, but luckily he didn't. Even as he moved, his mind informed him that it was a very bad idea probably, and this was just a party. No need to be so quick on judgements. You've got a good looking girl asking for you to help out and a father who'd strangle you if you stepped wrong. [i]See? Normal day[/i]. Except, women didn't often mess with his fucking ride... 

"[color=82ca9d]Hey, spacebrains. Gonna grab that food and take it out to the party or did you just use that as an excuse to get inside my place?[/color]" she asked, and he turned to see her smirking. He shrugged gave a sly look himself. "[color=009966]See, I'm from back east. Alone time with a girl usually doesn't have this many people.[/color]" he replied, looking around before his brown eyes fell upon the food. He picked up what he was told to, being his helpful self. "[color=009966]You wouldn't happen to have any water I can pour on my bike would you? Or some tear gas for the girl who threw it.[/color]" he joked. He glanced around the apartment as he said it.