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Daryl Dixon ([personal profile] dirtyredneck) wrote in [community profile] undergrounds2016-11-24 01:15 pm

[Closed to US Expats in London on Thanksgiving]

The Lanky Loon wasn't exactly Daryl's bar of choice on most days, but it did one thing that the majority of pubs in the area didn't: catered to Expats feeling a little lonely on Thanksgiving. Mostly becuase it was run by ex-Expats who'd settled down decades ago and thought it would be fun to do when they were hurting for friends. Turkey and potatoes with stuffing and cranberry were the only items on the menu today and several long tables set out so all the people with no family in the area could sit down next to each other like they were. They got to be as dysfunctional as expected but without any of the baggage that went with it and they could disown the rest when they left. The place was open all day and food was first come first serve.

Daryl had found it through his job since they like to hire state-side and this would be his third year going. He didn't know anyone's names but the owners and didn't really care if he remembered them or not. Didn't matter, the big game was on the tiny little screen that passed for a television and people were already getting loud and rowdy about it. Felt enough like home to be worth an hour or two of his time.

He grabbed a plate, a beer, and set himself down at an empty spot. Turned to whoever he was next to and raised the bottle up in toast, "Happy Turkey-day."


[we have a small cast of american characters so if anyone wants to mingle with each other and not just Daryl, go right ahead.]
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[personal profile] vampire_barbie_girl 2016-12-22 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
Caroline nods. "It's definitely not for everyone. I'm not even sure it's for me, at least not permanently. Hence my move to the big, bad city."

She remembers when Klaus told her she wouldn't be happy with a small town boy and a small town life. She'd hated hearing that, mostly because she was pretty sure it was true.
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[personal profile] catphishing 2016-12-27 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"The big, bad city where nobody knows anyone? That must be a pretty big shock to the system."

Especially when it's a city in a different country entirely.
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[personal profile] vampire_barbie_girl 2016-12-29 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes. That was sort of the point." Physical distance, emotional distance.
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[personal profile] catphishing 2017-01-06 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
"That bad?"

That's something that isn't his business, and he seems to realize as the words slip out.

"The city suits you. You seem like you're doing pretty well here."

It's not much of a save, but it's an attempt at one if nothing else.
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[personal profile] vampire_barbie_girl 2017-01-07 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
Caroline doesn't mind the question, especially since she's already thinking about everything today anyway. "My mom died. After that, I needed change of pace."

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[personal profile] catphishing 2017-01-12 12:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh."

Well, there's a question he regrets asking. Even if it was private he hadn't expected it to be something so tragic.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked you that."
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[personal profile] vampire_barbie_girl 2017-01-12 01:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Don't worry about it."

She can tell Oliver's not exactly comfortable with the topic, so she decides to talk about something else.

"So, how's the world of tech support these days?"
Edited 2017-01-12 13:31 (UTC)
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[personal profile] catphishing 2017-01-12 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's okay."

His enthusiasm maybe partially be because it's a different topic.

"You know... not that exciting, but it's going well."
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[personal profile] vampire_barbie_girl 2017-01-13 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Good, I'm glad to hear it." Caroline's not quite sure what else to say. She is interesting in what goes on over at Redbright but not sure how much he'd be willing, or even allowed, to tell her.