Damien ✘

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He doesn't let her - gesturing for her to go first as he grabbed the door. It was automatic for him to be gentleman like. Damien hums at the assumption. "Yes, I do. I work in the force. A heavy job even for myself. . . What do you do for work?"

️️ ️️ 𝕯ᴬ̲ᴴ̲ᴸ̲ᴵ̲ᴬ̲ ᴷᴵᴺᴳ@sweethymn.bsky.social · 3mo ago

looking over at him as they walked, examining his features in the dim lighting. “ what do you do for work? i assume something with helping people… “ grabbing the door handle, tugging it open for him to step in first.

Damien reaches out and shakes his hand firmly then lets his hand drop to his side once again. "Good to meet you too, Barry. So. . ." He pauses to look at him. Really look at him. "How long have you been doing this for?"

barry allen / rp account@bravestflash.bsky.social · 3mo ago

“Barry,” he introduces himself, holding out his hand with a disarming smile… that he notices is not returned. “Uh, Barry Allen. Good to uh, meet you, Damien.”

"Relics?" He questioned, looking at the other with little curiosity. If it was none of his business, he'd let it go - let the topic drop. "A small world." Damien commented on the family part before continuing. "I work here or at least in this area."

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The stranger seemed kind. Damien liked it. It was something he wasn't used to quite yet. He's met his fair share of kind people. Upon the question, the soldier quirked an eyebrow in curiosity. "You got lost? We're in the UK. Far from home I'm guessing?"

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Damien walked the streets; a cold chill in the air. His phone rested in his hand as he followed the coordinates. Once he reached his destination, he looked around - soon spotting the woman on the bench. "Uh. . .hello. Are you the person who asked about pizza?" He had to be sure first.

️️ ️️ 𝕯ᴬ̲ᴴ̲ᴸ̲ᴵ̲ᴬ̲ ᴷᴵᴺᴳ@sweethymn.bsky.social · 3mo ago

📲 : pffft you seem nice !! 📲 : ( current location ) 📲 : yay :) be safeee taking a seat on a nearby bench, hugging her own coat around herself to combat the morning chill.

There was a decent fraction of guilt in his features. He didn't exactly like to ask for things as it would lead to a bad impression or so he thought it would. "Thanks." He unscrewed the cap then sipped the clear liquid, letting it coax his dry throat. "Sorry about that."

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