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Brie could only muster a bashful smile at his comment, "Oh- thanks… you too…"

Madison nodded as she tapped in Lucky's order on the register, "Mkay, what size and iced or hot?"

At Lucky's re-brought up offer of paying, Brie pulled a strand of hair behind her ear, "Nah, it's fine… I got it-"

"Well, actually… both of your orders are on the house. Well, on me," Madison beamed as she said the words.

"I- uh-" Brie almost choked on her words before leaning towards the counter a bit, "What are you thinking? Are you crazy? I said I got it." She didn't mean to sound hostile, but Brie knew her face would be flushed red if her skin wasn't that dark.

"Relax, girlie. I got it, and you or the boy can't do anything about it. Consider it a best friend discount." The blondie winked back at her, still smiling.

"Uh-" Brie glanced back at her companion before looking back at her friend, "Fine… I'll get you back for this though." She straightened and fidgeted with her bangs a bit, the shy smile returning to her face as she quickly turned to face Lucky.

"Alright big man," Madison giggled as she nodded toward Brie, waiting for her order.

That bashful smile was so cute, Lucky determined just then that he'd do whatever it took to keep her smiling ike that.
"Whatever a medium is here, and hot." He finished his order, and started to protest Brie's response, when her friend made it a non-issue. Lucky shrugged and smiled at her. "Merci."
He had to chuckle quietly to himself as Brie leaned forward and had what hhis uncle would call a 'powwow' with the barista. She seemed flustered, as if her coworker's kindness was misplaced or something. Maybe she just felt awkward, and if she felt awkward, then maybe Lucky should as well. He didn't quite yet.
She stepped back and smiled at him, and he returned to look. "Never turn down a free drink, I guess." He stepped over to the side counter where he'd get his order once it was done.
He didn't feel awkward, but merde, Brie was pretty, and obviously popular, and even more clearly out of his league than he'd thought, so he was nervous. More nervous than when he'd left the house. He did his best not to fidget with the hem of his shirt as he waited.

Brie shrugged and sighed at Lucky's remark before turning toward her colleague, "Medium chai, iced, and a fruit tart, thanks." She ran her soul-marked hand through her bangs then let the hair fall back on her face.

The barista tapped in the order, "Alright, will that be it?"

"Y- yeah, thanks."

"Of course! We'll have your orders right up." Madison smiled at Brie, giving her a teasing wink and mouthing "Good luck," before resuming her work.

Brie waited beside her companion. He seemed like a pretty good guy-friend to hang out with. Could definitely be boyfriend material, one way or another. She quickly and indiscreetly shook her head to clear her mind. What the hell am I even thinking about…?

Once they received their orders, Brie mustered a slightly awkward smile toward Lucky. "So… you wanna sit inside the cafe or somewhere else?"

The motion of Brie running her hand through her hair completely distracted Lucky, in a way he hadn't been prepared for. He managed not to stare too long, and focused on his drink as it came across the counter.
The short wait for Brie's drink was a quiet moment, and Lucky wasn't sure how Brie felt about that. She shook her head midway through, and he cringed at himself a bit. Great first impression you're making…
Brie's drink came across the counter, and their food with it. Lucky turned to glance at the seating in the cafe, when Brie smiled at him and suggested outside. He smiled back, casting a sidelong glance at her coworkers. "Outside works for me." He headed towards the door and once again, held it open for her as they stepped back out into the sunlight.
He made his way to one of the little tables with the umbrellas, and plopped down in a chair, before unwrapping his Honey-Roll.
"So. I don't know how these things go in the States. How do we go about, uh… getting to know each other? What do you wanna know?" His command of English was usually pretty solid, but Brie was making it hard to think. All those good looks in the sunlight were throwing him off.

"Um… let's see…" She stirred her iced chai, "Hobbies, maybe?" Brie threw her hair back, keeping her hair back as she let out an anxious laugh, "I really don't know what to ask either…"

Lucky chuckled, not at her, but at their situation. Both of them were clearly fumbling for how to move forward with this.
So he made a decision and took a little bit of control. "So neither of us knows how these are supposed to go, so we'll figure it out together." He smiled at her. "How about this: I'll tell you some stuff about me, then you can tell me the same stuff about you, or ask questions, and we'll just… get to know each other that way. Sound good?"

"Sure… sure." Brie took a sip of her chai and smiled, "So, uh… job and hobbies?" She made a downward nod, letting him talk.

"I'll get to that." Lucky took a bite of his Honey-Roll, and paused. "That's pretty good." He chewed, swallowed and went on.
"So. To recap. My name is Lukas Devereaux, but my friends call me Lucky. I'm from Arles, France, which is similar to here. Kinda small town vibes. I'm 22, birthday is in October. Favorite color is green." He sipped his chai, before going on.
"My current job, as you know, is one of the night watchman for Joe's Corral here in town. As for hobbies, I do a lot of things, I guess. Camping, martial arts, racing with my horse… all kinds of stuff, really."
He took another bite of his Honey-Roll, and sat back. "Your turn."

Brie nodded, clearly invested, "Wow, that's really interesting, like seriously, I'm a bit jealous. Uh… so, I'm Brie Dailey, I work at Honey Bear, as you- y'know, already know." She chuckled and opened her tart box.

"I was born and raised here so I'm pretty used to everything around here. I'm twenty-one years old, my birthday's in August, and my favorite colors are sky blue and mint green."

The girl stirred her drink and glanced back up at him. Hot damn… Brie could almost feel her cheeks redden again, "Uhh, for fun, I play the piano and sing, mainly classical and jazz, write poems, and study human anatomy sometimes, I forgot the actual name for that study thing. And nature, I love chilling with nature. So yeah, that's me!"

Brie giggled, then took a sip of her iced chai, "So, uh… what else do you wanna talk about? I mean you seem like a very interesting person, in a good way, of course! But yeah…"

Lucky tipped his head sideways. "Jealous of what?" He wasn't sure what she would be jealous of in his life.
She was a local, which meant she'd likely gone to high school with his cousins and stuff. "Oh, so you probably know Frankie, Louis, Alex and Ally Dasher, then, right? They all grew up here as well. Frankie is a little older, and Ally is a bit younger, but the twins are your age. They'd probably have been in your classes in school and stuff." His uncle, Tim Dasher, had grown up in this area on the family farm, and once he'd gotten married, he'd just never moved away.
Lucky was impressed with her hobbies. "You're a musician, huh? That's very cool. I love music, but I've never been much good at any instruments I tried my hand at." This wasn't true; he'd gotten pretty good at guitar, but… playing it reminded him of Dad, and that was just… too painful.
His eyebrows furrowed a bit at the anatomy comment. "Just randomly studying human anatomy? I mean, to each their own." he chuckled. "But chilling with nature- we've got that in common." He smiled at her. That would be a good thing, since he didn't know if he could get to know a person if they insisted on always staying in town.

Lucky had to laugh a little. Either Brie was nervous, or she had no idea how conversations worked. "We'll keep talking, no worries." He sipped his chai, thinking. "I've got no powers, though I've always thought people's superpowers were pretty cool. I'm also single, which I suppose was clear, but I don't assume people know things, or that everyone thinks like I do. I didn't go to college, and my best friend is my horse." He grinned sheepishly at where Sinjoro was tethered over on the edge of the parking lot. "I know that's weird, but… it's a long story." Another bite of the Honey-Roll. "You?"

Brie shrugged, "I don't know, I mean, being born in France sounds pretty cool. And being athletic and all that." She let out a sigh and nodded after she spoke. Brie didn't know why, but her nervousness was taking over her anyway… or was it waning?

When Lucky mentioned his cousins, she tilted her head a bit, trying to remember, "Oh yeah, I usually ran into them in classes and stuff. They were pretty cool. I never really talked to them much though, but that's interesting."

"Mhm, music is the hobby that I can actually express myself through and love, honestly. Hence the jewelry I guess." Brie chuckled and tried to decently choke down a bite of her fruit tart, it felt weird to eat in front of someone she had just met. It wasn't wrong, but it felt… weird. "I mean, yeah I know… I'm certified to deal with emergency things, like CPR and such, but I don't think I'd be much of a doctor, but I also study homeopathy, just for fun though."

Brie remained quiet as he resumed talking, either nodding in response or sipping her tea, listening intently. However, when superpowers were mentioned, she sharply looked up at him as if he had said something groundbreaking, then let her expression fade into the bashful smile and quickly shook her head and sipped her tea again.

When he brought up his horse, she turned to where Lucky glanced over. "No, no, it's not. Not at all. It's actually pretty cool. Sinjoro seems like a nice horse." Brie smiled and gazed at the horse for a few more seconds before turning back to him. "You know, about the superpowers, I actually do have one but it's not that… great, in a superhero way. I usually don't talk about it often, though."

Lucky shrugged. "I guess to me, it's just where I was born. I've enjoyed Wyoming, so to me, being born here sounds pretty cool." He smiled at her. "And I'm not overtly athletic, just… competitive, I guess."

She seemed to know his cousins, sorta. "Yeah, they don't talk to a ton of people. Gotta hurry and get back to the farm after school and stuff. Makes for a small friend group."

Lucky admired the jewelry she was talking about, doing his best not to seem creepy or anything. "Makes sense. It works for you, too."

He chuckled as she complimented his horse. "Don't say that too loud, it'll go to his head." He couldn't help his eyes widening a little bit when she admitted to having one. "Sérieusement?? You mind telling me what it is?" The words were out before he'd quite registered that she seemed shy about it. "I mean-… only if you want to…" he said slowly, obviously trying to rein in his excitement since it made her uncomfortable.

"No, no… it's okay." Brie sighed, letting her bangs fall in front of her face before brushing them back again. "Um, it's a bit hard to explain, but I can basically control other people's pain. Like telekinesis but with physical pain."
She looked up at him, "Which is why I study human anatomy and such, but since I wasn't 'qualified' to join an actual superhero group or such, I just work on it by myself."
Brie managed a smile at Lucky. "Which is also why I work here. I also don't use my power very often, but I think I've sharpened them a bit since I first got it.

The little nervous fidget Brie did with her hair made Lucky feel for her. He hadn't meant to make her feel bad, or uncomfortable or anything like that. It was cute, too.
His eyes widened at her explanation of her powers, and he nodded quickly, when she added that's why she studied anatomy. That made sense and would make her a huge help to-
He frowned when she mentioned she wasn't 'qualified'. "Not qualified? That's ridiculous! what a load of-… ah, putain de merde, that's just-… that's stupid." He shook his head, not really mad at her, just at the people who would tell this lovely girl with a very helpful power that she wasn't worth being a hero.
He relaxed his face a bit as she finished her explanation. "Well, it's good that you're improving. You're going to do something with it one day, right? Like something in caregiving or the medical field?" A power like that would have so many uses, he could see endless possibilities for her. This… this little coffee shop was cute and all, and it paid the bills, but… this couldn't be what she was content with for her life.

The young barista sighed again, this time shaking her head. "I mean, I'm genuinely happy working here. The pay and job itself is pretty decent, and this is one of my dream jobs…"

She toyed with a strawberry with her fork before putting it in her mouth, "Besides, I can only hurt people with the power anyway. Also, aside from the power, I personally don't think I'd be really cut out for the medical field."

Brie chuckled, stirring her chai. "But I can use it for self-defense, I just don't have many opportunities to do that. Which is good, but y'know…" She shrugged and stirred the tea again before drinking some more.

(just a heads up, he's gonna be rude for a bit. not sure how else I'd get her to hit him, yanno?)

Lucky had to work hard not to stare at her when she said she was happy working at the coffee shop. Not because it was a bad place, but…
If he had that kind of power, there was so much he could do. So many people he could help. Controlling pain and internal organs would have been such a help to his dad, and Lucky was having a hard time not feeling like she was wasting her power.

He looked away from her, a sudden rush of emotions mixing in his head. He suddenly didn't like the conversation anymore.
"Yeah, well. Good for you." His frustration leaked into his voice more than he meant for it to, and he had to keep looking away from her in order to not make it look like he was being hostile.

(he he ;D)

Brie tilted her head at Lucky's slight change of emotions, "Hey, you good?" She set her chai tea back onto the table and leaned a bit forward, confusion leaking onto her face. "Was it something I said?"

Lucky began fidgeting, watching his hands. "Yeah, kinda… I just…" A memory of his dad flashed through his head, and his anger grew. He looked up at her, his eyes lacking the gentleness he'd always looked at her with. "I just think it's kinda wrong to not do more with your powers. There are more ways to help than you think, and there are a lot of people who would give anything to have the kind of power you've got. So doing nothing with it is just… it's kinda awful, frankly." He didn't look away, holding her eye contact this time.

Brie stared into his now cold eyes, his words piercing deep inside her fleshy heart. Her mind was torn between nodding and agreeing with him or fighting back.
For now, she held her wide-eyed gaze, obviously taken aback by the sudden change of 'vibes.' Her eyes softly narrowed as she lowered her tone and kept her eye contact with his.

"Since when does it matter to you what I do or don't do with my power? You're not my family, so if you feel disappointed in me in one way or another, that's your problem, not mine." Brie felt her mind melting under the heat of her long-suppressed emotions but kept glaring into his eyes, nonetheless. "I'm an adult, I can do whatever I need or want to do with my life."

"It is my problem, isn't it? That's exactly right. Your selfishness on this matter causes problems for other people, and you don't seem to care." Lucky looked down, thinking about his dad dying and how that was his problem. Brie couldn't have helped, of course, but someone like her could have, and for someone in the future, her power could save lives. But no, she was content to-… to serve coffee. To be a barista. There was so much potential there, but she couldn't see it, and that made him mad.
Her further selfishness in asserting she could do whatever she wanted with her life was too much. He stood, placed his hands on the tabletop, and leaned forward towards her. "Must be nice. Other people don't have such luxuries, specifically because people like you decide to do nothing with that freedom and that power. Other adults, who should be free to do whatever they want, just like you, wind up sick, dead, or dying instead. I hope your freedom is worth it, connasse."

Lecture after lecture. It seemed like her childhood all over again. Not that her childhood was that rough, but his tone definitely rubbed her in all the wrong ways. The fact that he stood up and leaned toward her just made the tension ten times worse. Brie felt like he was trying to assert dominance and further prove his point… hell, he fricking was.

The chair almost fell from under her as she matched his gaze. She wasn't backing down, and she definitely wasn't his submissive little girl. With her parents, it was different. They deserved respect, this… person, obviously needed a bitch slap on the face. Her left hand curled into a fist as she maintained eye contact with him. The last word he said in French caused her to wrinkle her face in momentary confusion, "Connasse? The fuck does that mean?" Her eyes widened in sudden realization as her fist tensed, her tone becoming more hostile, "Did you just call me a bitch? Just because I can't speak French, doesn't mean I can figure the goddamn language out. And like I said, what I do or don't do with my power is none of your damn business, alright?" Brie barely restrained herself from lifting her hand and physically assaulting him one way or another and took a shallow breath, not even looking away from his gaze for a second.