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A. Redbright Institute - Library

No matter how insane Clive's schedule gets, he always finds time at least one day a week to sit down in the Redbright library and study up on all things supernatural; different species and their abilities, ways to defend against them, magical items and spells, supernatural historical events... He wants to know it all. As a human working for the outreach group, it's crucial for him to become more proficient at identifying signs of supernatural activity and defending himself against supernatural species so that he can do his job more properly. Of course, some of his research is purely for satisfying his own personal curiosity, but there's nothing wrong with that, right?

He almost looks like a student, sitting at a table with a pile of books near his elbow and his Surface 3 Pro at his fingertips, diligently typing up notes on his readings that have been organized into very neat sections based on topic. Sometimes he even uses his tablet pen to sketch his own visual aids in there. He may not be an artist, but at least he can tell what his drawings are supposed to be... sort of.

Or maybe he's even falling asleep. Clive is notoriously bad at knowing when to take a break, so feel free to bother him either way.

B. Barnet - Pub

It's so nice to have such a charming little pub within walking distance of his mansion. Sure, Clive has his own personal bar back home that he keeps well-stocked, but sometimes it gets lonely drinking all by himself. This pub is the perfect place to go to after a long day of work or during the weekend to unwind, chat with other regulars over a nice glass of beer and decent food, and enjoy the lively pub atmosphere.

Of course, that sometimes includes witnessing a couple of drunken idiots getting into a very loud argument about some mundane subject that seems like it could escalate to a physical confrontation at any moment. Tonight is one such night when this is occurring, much to Clive's delight. Bar fights always made for the most quality entertainment. Will you join Clive in quietly (or not so quietly) making fun of these blokes? Will you be the brave soul to try and stop them? Or maybe you're one of the drunken idiots involved in the fight and aren't happy to see someone so amused at your rage...

C. Any of the Redbright territories

Even when Clive isn't on a formal assignment, he still tries to make a habit of hanging out in the Redbright territories when he can and making sure that people are keeping the peace. Secretly armed with his personal weapons plus a wooden stake he took from the training room at Redbright, he's confident that he's ready for just about anything. Probably. If you happen to be a supernatural creature openly using your powers, preying on seemingly innocent humans, or are currently being targeted by such a creature, expect Clive to get all up in your shit.

D. Wildcard

[Obligatory write your own scenario option!]

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Friend with benefits date, clearly.

"That's right! I've gotten a ton of sleep this weekend like I said I would, so no need to worry about me!" For now, anyway.

Clive scanned the area for a moment, then pointed at a spot under a tree near the strawberry field. "How about over there? I'm really excited to see what you've prepared for us."

"Puttin' on the pressure, huh?" He started toward the spot Clive indicated. "I think you'll like it -- it came out pretty well, though I got a little distracted while I was makin' it. Turns out this guy who stopped by the cafe 'bout two weeks ago? I ran into him at the London Library. I chatted with him for a while and I even offered to make him a hand-poured cup of coffee next time he came in, but he totally blanked on my name."

Yep, still a little mad about that. "I mean, I know most people don't give cafe workers a second thought, but it kind of pissed me off -- he ain't even feel bad about it."

Clive walked alongside Heiji to their picnic spot, frowning at his story.

"Seriously? I mean, I can sort of understand forgetting the name of someone you only met once, but to not even feel bad about it? And after you provided him with such great customer service? What a jerk. He doesn't deserve your coffee." If it were Clive he would slip a nice little surprise into that guy's coffee next time he came in, but then again this was one of the reasons why he never worked a normal job.

"Right? But I gotta be professional. Anyway, hopefully it doesn't affect the taste of the food. I really hope ya like it!" As they reached the tree, he slipped one of his bags off his shoulder.

"Mind settin' out the blanket?" He placed the other bag on the ground and opened it, reaching inside to take out of the first of several containers. "So what about you, how's your work been? Busy as always?"

"Not at all." Clive took the blanket out of the bag and began neatly spreading it out on the ground as he continued talking.

"It sure is. A lot of exciting things have been happening around London lately, so I've been running around everywhere gathering information and typing articles up. And pissing people off in the process, of course." No one was ever happy to see a journalist these days, especially not the police.

"Don't make too many enemies," said Heiji, setting out the containers on the blanket as Clive worked. "I kinda like havin' you around."

"Okay, I included a couple of sandwiches and snacks if you want 'em, but most of it's homemade. This one's chirashizushi, so you've got some tuna, salmon, roe, shrimp, eel.. bit harder to find other fish on short notice. This one's mostly tempura, I've got gyoza here as long as ya don't mind garlic. And you should try this rolled egg..."

He just kept... pulling out more boxes.

"Oh, and for drinks I got a thermos of green tea. I was thinkin' about bringing some sake, but I wasn't sure if I had enough room."

Clive just flashed an innocent smile at Heiji. Don't worry, he had ways of dealing with those enemies....

Once he was done setting out the blanket and had a proper look at all the containers of food Heiji brought, he looked pleasantly surprised. "Wow, I feel like I'm at a Japanese buffet! I might have to bring some of this home with me." Clive was psyched to eat all this food, but... not so much about the green tea... He could tolerate it if it had sugar, but he highly doubted it did, and he didn't want to risk offending Heiji by asking since green tea was kind of a big deal in Japan. Oh well, he'd stomach it somehow.

The real question was: was Clive going to have to embarrass himself by poorly attempting to use chopsticks, or did Heiji bring plastic silverware as well...

You're not fooling anyone with that adorable smile, mister.

"Sure, you can take back whatever ya want! Not gonna eat all this myself, of course." If Heiji noticed that Clive wasn't drinking his tea, he'd probably ask about it. What kind of monster put sugar in green tea though, really.

"Oh...!" Heiji looked suddenly chagrined. "I'm sorry, I coulda sworn I packed some silverware, but..." He started hunting through his bags, looking for the utensils as he spoke.

"Say, there's something I been meaning to ask you. You don't have to answer if it's too person or anything, though."

Monsters who couldn't stand gross bitter tea, that's who!! But whatever, he would force himself to drink it anyway just because he liked Heiji so much.

Clive had already brought the container of chirashizushi in front of him and opened it up, extremely eager to dig in, but he looked back up at Heiji at the mention of a possibly personal question.

"Oh? What is it?"

"Well, you remember when we first met, right? You were sayin' something about how you hated people who got too serious after you both agreed not to let things get personal." Heiji opened another container, found the utensils, and handed them to Clive.

"Did something happen with that? Seems like you might've had a bit more than an awkward moment or two."

Oh, that. Clive almost forgot about that little outburst he had during their first dinner date. He took the utensils from Heiji and then looked back down at the chirashizushi with a slight frown, not eating just yet.

"Yes, well... There were definitely times where it was just a simple miscommunication, which is fine - miscommunications happen all the time. But there were a few instances where it went far beyond that."

And then he fell silent, staring at the chirashizushi as if it was going to give him guidance. He just... couldn't do it. There was no way he could open up to Heiji about this, especially not when this was supposed to be a nice, happy picnic. Clive was really bad at talking in length about subjects like this without getting extremely emotional; he was starting to get overwhelmed just thinking about the whole thing. He wished the outburst that day had never happened.

When he looked at Heiji again, his expression was a mixture of sadness and guilt. "I'm sorry, but that's all I'm willing to say."

Which was really all the answer that Heiji needed. Something had clearly happened, and he didn't want it to ruin lunch for Clive. It seemed like Clive got scant chance in any case to enjoy his days off.

"Don't worry about it," Heiji said, smiling. "Sorry for askin' out of the blue like that. I just didn't wanna leave it... y'know, hanging. So. I got another question for you -- you really gonna eat that with a fork?"

Clive was instantly put at ease by Heiji's super chill reaction, gratefully returning the smile. Just for that, he would even eat some of the tuna without any complaints... after he ate some of the good stuff, that is.

"I know, I know, don't judge me, but I'm honestly really bad at using chopsticks. People have tried to teach me many times, but I can never get the hang of it. Most of my food ends up all over the table or the floor instead of my stomach." And there was no way in hell he was going to let any of this food go to waste, so he took his blasphemous plastic fork and finally started helping himself to that chirashizushi. Let him eat like a filthy Westerner, okay.

Heiji laughed. "If I'd known, I woulda made it nigiri or makizushi instead. You're allowed to eat those with your hands." Oh well, it was kind of endearing, anyway.

"You were right about this place, though -- I really like it. And the weather decided to cooperate, which is even better." He popped a piece of gyoza into his mouth. "When I was a kid, I used to go out picnicking during springtime. The cherry blossoms were my favorite."

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