Running Into You -Alistair-

[Niklaus Leon Almeric]

Niklaus was taking a break from ICON, leaving it in his brothers capable hands he just wanted to relax have a nice meal and watch the game maybe. He walked into Applebee's and looked around, there were lots of people in here tonight so maybe relaxing wasn't the correct word. The change in scenery was nice however mainly when he wasn't in ICON he was at home grading papers for his history class that he hosted on Monday's and Wednesdays. When he wasn't grading papers he was at the gym or at the college lecturing on all the important things that mattered to the past present and the future. The hostess led him to a table where he sat and ordered a Sierra Nevada. He looked at all the pictures around that restaurant it was such a cluttered mess compared to the cool clean gleam of the night club he owned.

When his drink came he took the bottle and poured it into the chilled glass and took a sip. The bitter taste of the Sierra Nevada took him back to when he could drink all the lager he wanted to. There were times that he missed Germany and sometimes he would go back and watch his neices and nephews and their children while they were busy walking or playing soccer. A part of him wished that maybe he did have a child in the past but he was never normal like his brother and sister were. Garen had had a family, Isolde had married young and had a family too, they were rule followers so they had never dealt with the SS like Niklaus had, had it really been seventy four years since he was killed? He couldn't believe how time flew in New Haven, he hadn't really been all that bored ever since being here, he remembered New Haven during the forties and fifties he recalled the new age movements that had transpired here ever since and he felt like only now did he realize how much time had passed. He sighed and looked up at the game of soccer that was playing and he then looked at the menu.

His waiter came to take his order, Can I have the Steak and Shrimp with Garlic Mashed Potato's and a side salad with ranch please. The waiter nodded and continued on his way. Niklaus looked around and then saw one of his fellow reapers, he waved for his attention and said, Hey! Why don't you sit with me? I have plenty of room. He smiled at the dark haired man and took another sip of his beer.

▐ D A T E » DECEMBER 10 2013 7:30 PM
▐ T A G G E D » ALISTAIR THERIN REDCLIFF
▐ W O R D S » 4 4 0
▐ O U T F I T » CLICKETH
▐ L Y R I C S » PANIC AT THE DISCO
▐ N O T E S » HOPE IT'S OKAY
▐ C R E D I T S » TO BROOKE FROM CAUTION!

[Alistair Therin Redcliffe]

& I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING
WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE
( and it never seems out of place )

So... another night all to himself. It seemed that way, at least. Kenzie was not staying at his place tonight, and his social calender wasnt exactly overflowing with opportunities to mingle. Not that that was surprising, really. He hadnt been here to New Haven very long yet... had it really only been a little over two weeks since his arrival? Not really much time to make friends. And its not like he'd had much chance even in the short time frame to try, either. Between Kenzie, getting situated in his new place, and his art class, Alistair had been swamped. Oh well. At least he could get some papers graded for class and free up some more time to spend with 'his' charge later. He'd tried to settle down at home and do so, but his rumbling stomache reminded him rather quickly that it hadnt been fed since breakfast. He'd stayed in his class during his lunch period to set up a new still life for the more advanced classes.

A search of the fridge had turned up very little... it seemed he needed to go grocery shopping again. He forgot how hungry teenagers were. Even girls, apparently. Fast food hadnt sounded very good to him ...or healthy. He was supposed to be setting an example after all, and he was trying to eat better with Kenzie around. How could he lure her away from junk food if she came back to his place and found burger wrappers in the trash? Luckily New Haven did boast its share of sit-down restaurants, and Applebees was usually pretty cheap as long as he wasnt ordering cocktails. Which he sadly wouldnt be. At least until after the papers were graded. A descision reached, he'd stuffed his paperwork and laptop into his faithful black messenger bag and tugged his hoodie over his slightly paint-stained clothes from school earlier that day, tugging on some gloves and swinging a scarf around his neck. He still hadnt gotten used to winter being so... cold. Florida weather had been so different.

Once he reached the restaurant he tugged off his hoodie, and draped it over his arm, waiting patiently for a hostess. A noise drew his attention, however, to a dark haired man sitting alone. Wasnt that the principal of the high school? Alistair frowned slightly, looking behind himself to be sure the man was gesturing at him before moving over towards him. Once he was closer he realized it wasnt Principal Garen after all, though there was a striking resemblance. The ring on the others finger declared him a Reaper, but other then that Alistair knew nothing about him. Still, it would be rude to turn him down... and a damned shame, considering how handsome he was. Besides, wasnt he bemoaning his friendless status only a short while ago? Now seemed a perfect time to correct that. He gave an uncertain smile, draping his hoodie over the back of his chair and taking his seat, setting his messenger bag in the chair beside him. "Hello.. I'm sorry, I dont think we've met. I'm Alistair..." He held out his hand, offering a friendly shake. "Thank you for the offer of company."

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[Niklaus Leon Almeric]

Nik had seen this guy before when he went to the high school to see his brother for random reasons and from what his brother had told him, this other reaper was a nice guy and that Nik would probably like him as a friend so he was interested in that. He smiled as the guy walked over towards him and said, Hello Alistair, no we haven't met but I've seen you around and well it would be rude of me not to offer for you to sit with me. My brother is always encouraging me to get to know the other reapers. He took the mans hand and shook it, I'm Niklaus Almeric, Garen is my brother. He smiled because he had a feeling Alistair mistook him for Garen at first.

He raised his glass and said, Eating alone is seldom nice don't you agree? He took a sip of his beer and then asked, You're the art teacher up at the high school right? I've seen you around. He didn't want to be obvious after all he didn't know if this guy swung that way or not and didn't want to scare him off. The waitress came back with another beer for Niklaus and he smiled and thanked her before pouring the bitter brown lager into his chilled glass.

So tell me about yourself Alistair. What got you into art? It was a much more innocent question than what he normally would have asked but again he didn't want to scare the guy off. He looked over at the TV which was still playing a soccer game and he realized that he didn't really have any interest in it anymore. He studied the dark haired man with stoic eyes, he was truly a handsome man, dark brown hair, brown eyes, a very handsome face, yeah Nik could see himself being interested in this guy in the long run for looks alone, however Nik prided himself on being a good judge of character and he would have to get to know the guy before he even considered pursuing something more.

He looked at Alistairs messenger bag and motioned towards it, Getting some last minute grading done? Nik didn't want to distract the man from his job, Garen would scold him for it if he did. He smiled and said, I teach a history class up at the college on Mondays and Wednesdays so I understand how much time it takes to grade papers. Then he realized that he invited the guy to his table but hadn't offered to buy him a beer, You want something to drink? I'll buy. He smiled again while taking a sip of his own drink with raised eyebrows.

▐ D A T E » DECEMBER 10 2013 7:30 PM
▐ T A G G E D » ALISTAIR THERIN REDCLIFF
▐ W O R D S » 4 5 3
▐ O U T F I T » CLICKETH
▐ L Y R I C S » PANIC AT THE DISCO
▐ N O T E S » ;)
▐ C R E D I T S » TO BROOKE FROM CAUTION!

[Alistair Therin Redcliffe]

& I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING
WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE
( and it never seems out of place )

Ah, so this man was related to Garen. That explained the resemblance. He took off his gloves, tugging them into a pocket on his messenger bag. "It's nice to meet you Niklaus... I'd heard Garen had a brother in Haven. It must be nice, to have family nearby. And yes, I'm the art teacher. Its what I used to do back in the mortal world... you know... before. So I guess the Angels thought it would be a good place to put me here. I enjoy it... its fun watching the children express themselves. I believe your brother's charge is in my class... Kye Abrion? Good kid. Quiet, but very talented."

My, but this man was even more handsome up close. Dark hair, striking eyes, and that beard... Alistair didnt usually find facial hair so appealing, but this was just right. Scruffy, but in a way that made him want to reach over and run his fingers through it, carressing the others jaw beneath and gently turning his face closer so he could lean in and- Reakizing he was stareing at the other, he cleared his throat slightly, fighting back a slight blush as he removed his scarf and set it on the chair with his messenger bag, revealing the dogtags around his neck with Equality written on it in ranbow colors. Alistair wasnt ashamed of his sexual preferances, and hadnt been since he was a much younger man. It was a part of who he was, and he wore the tags with pride.

"Art? Oh... well... it was high school when I really got into it myself. I guess...I just needed to express some things, and art let me. Turns out I was pretty good at it, and had a great teacher." He smiled, remembering the man that had saved his life. "Thats why I love my job now... I want to help other kids find an outlet." Then the other was commenting about paper grading and his own job, and Alistair nodded. "Yeah, I brought some paperwork with me, but its not something I have to work on right now. Just some worksheets on Van Gogh. I thought I was eating alone, so I brought something to occupy myself... but luckily you've saved me from that and given me an excuse to put these off until tomarrow."

"So, you teach at the college? I'd heard rumors about Garen's brother running that ICON club. Would that be you as well, or do you have other family here?" At the offer for a drink, Alistair couldnt help giving the other a coy grin, tilting his head slightly. "Buying my drinks? My, I've had blind dates that didnt go this well." He teased carefully, watching for the others reaction. He might not be ashamed of his preferances, but he understood that some straight men felt uncomfortasble around him, so if Niklaus seemed freaked out he'd back off and leave him be. "They have an excellent Malibu&Pinapple. Whats that your drinking?"

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[Niklaus Leon Almeric]

Niklaus smiled and nodded, Yeah I’m his brother, he followed me here. The year before he died was lonely for me, I was kind of lost. He sipped his beer and nodded, Art is very beautiful, do you do art outside of school? He smiled when Alistair called the immortals Angels, Nik just called them the big bosses, but he recalled when he first came to New Haven he called them Angels as well. He smiled, I sketch every now and then when I have some inspiration but I never get to express myself unless I am teaching History. When Alistair mentioned Kye, Nik nodded. Yes he’s a good kid, quiet but Garen has told me that he had a really hard life. That’s all he told me though, I know if Kye was my charge I’d probably of lost patience with him because he is so quiet, Garen has the patience and understands the kid better than anyone else. I’ll have to take your word on his talent, I wouldn’t really know.

Niklaus noticed that Alistair was staring and smiled. He looked at the young reaper and sized him up, he was shorter than Nik and had softer features but he was still a cute guy. He noticed the dogtags when Alistair removed the scarf and smiled. So this guy was his type for sure, and by his type he meant that this guy was into men which was nice to see. So do you have a boyfriend? Nik asked motioning towards the dogtags. Nik had been Bi-Sexual all his life and preferred the company of men but had his fair share of romances with girls as well. I remember when I was still alive alive…I was attracted to men, it was one of the reasons why I was killed. I still like men but I like women too. They came from different worlds, when Nik was alive he had to keep his preferences a secret from everyone save for Garen, whereas Alistair had dogtags that proclaimed his preference, Nik was slightly envious of it.

Nik listened to Alistair talk about art and smiled and nodded, Back when I went to school we did 5 years of primary then went out to work in the world. I became a bartender very early on back when that just meant pouring drinks and such, as the years roll by I get better. I guess I would consider bartending my art. He took a long drink of his lager and smiled, Its good to have a job that you are passionate about. He continued to smile when Alistair said he didn’t have to grade the papers right now. Oh well if that’s the case then you are welcome for me saving you. I know I have some essays to grade but I normally do that when I am home.

Nik nodded, Yeah I teach at the college and I run the ICON club. The only family here are me and Garen. Our sister lived to a ripe old age of 89 years old and her children and Garens children are up there in age now as well. He grinned and said, Well I’m glad this initial meeting is going well then. I normally buy drinks for my company, be it my brother or other reapers such as yourself. Although, you are one of the best looking reapers I have ever met. He winked and raised his glass again. When the waitress came back Nik said, Can I get a Malibu & Pineapple for my handsome friend and I’ll get another Sierra Nevada please. He finished off his beer and said, I’m German, so I drink beer. He chuckled, Its called Sierra Nevada Pale Ale. It’s a tart bitter beer that reminds me of a nice lager. Sorry if that wasn’t what you wanted to order, I can get carried away now and again.


▐ D A T E » DECEMBER 10 2013 7:30 PM
▐ T A G G E D » ALISTAIR THERIN REDCLIFF
▐ W O R D S » 6 5 1
▐ O U T F I T » CLICKETH
▐ L Y R I C S » PANIC AT THE DISCO
▐ N O T E S » -eyebrow waggle-
▐ C R E D I T S » TO BROOKE FROM CAUTION!

[Alistair Therin Redcliffe]

& I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING
WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE
( and it never seems out of place )

"It's good that Kye has someone so understanding then... I've got to remind Garen to stop by class and look at some of the boys work." He replied, chuckling softly. "And yes, I do still do some art outside of class, but not as much as I'd like to... there's always so much to do, you know. Always something coming up thats more important. I've got some oil pastel pieces I've been working on since before I died... one of the few things I managed to go back and grab. But I've got some of my nicer finished pieces hanging up in my bedroom, too, to help remind me I've got a little ability. Actually, I was thinking about seeing if the college offered any art class courses... maybe if I set one night or so a week aside for something like that I'd actually get some new pieces done. What kind of things do you enjoy sketching?"

Then Niklaus noticed his dogtags, and his boyfriend question surprised the young school teacher. How abrupt. He gave a soft laugh, shaking his head. "No, no boyfriend... I did, for a while... back in the mortal world. But we broke up a while before I.. um.. died. What about you? Do you have someone special here in Haven?" Ok, so maybe the question was a bit too obvious... he could have played it a little more subtle. But Niklaus had started it! And... then Nik was describing his own preferences. And how they led to his death. Hm. Awkward... on one hand, the hot guy buying him drinks was into men. Yay. On the other, he'd... died for it. How should Al respond to that? The little Reaper was still unclear on how to handle the topic of someones death here in Haven. "I... I'm sorry to hear that. Prejudice is always an ugly thing." Hopefully that was the right thing to say... he didnt want to offend the other man. Some people here in Haven seemed so tramautized by their deaths, while others acted like it was no big deal at all. It was so confusing. Luckily for Al, Nik kept the conversation flowing, so he seemed to fall into the second category.

Al welcomed the topic change, nodding. "It must be so strange, thinking you've got nieces and nephews out there somewhere that look so much older than you." He blinked, thinking about his own brother. Would Cailen ever get married and have children? Probably. More little Maric clones, no doubt. His father would be thrilled. He wondered if Maric had mourned him? For how long? Would his father bother keeping some token of his, or visit his grave? Or would he never have time for his older son, even after his death? some of the old bitterness rose to burn at the back of his throat, and Alistair looked away from the other man, clearing his throat softly. Now was not the time to brood over such things. He was in the company of a handsome man, who if Alistair was reading correctly might even be interested in him. He should be focusing on that, not old grudges. "No, thats fine... I enjoy them. I've never been one for beer or bitter things... I've got too big a sweet tooth for that. I prefer fruity liqours and juice mixtures." He replied softly, looking back up at the other man when he'd composed himself and offering another small smile. "I'll have to come by ICON sometime and let you make me a cocktail. See some of your batending art at work, and all."

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