[ there's a lot of understanding in that tone and dorothy feels her shoulders unwind a little further, some tension she hadn't even been aware she'd been carrying bleeding out. ]
Yeah?
[ her answering smile is warm. ] And what do you do?
[As he takes the seat across from her, there's a certain facet of appreciation in the way he looks at her. Everyone else has jumped straight to asking him what he teaches. It's pleasing to be able to answer her without assumptions in the way.]
What I do here is not quite what I do in my normal life, I am afraid. Here, I help my partner to run a shop selling watches and mechanical curiosities. At home...well, just before this I was serving as a soldier. But the majority of my work has been with a governmental bureau that oversees all the supernatural citizens of the British Empire.
Oh, several kinds. Keeping track of their general whereabouts as well as handling threats by and to the supernatural community. There are rules to be followed, but in exchange we have the same rights to safety as anyone else.
[Lyall cocks his head to the side a fraction as he considers her question. He'd started serving at BUR as an alternative to going abroad with the pack member who were more interested in soldiering. It was never his inclination to do that. Service at home seemed far more preferable.]
I suppose I've grown to. It can be quite...troublesome, at times. But I do enjoy helping to keep the peace.
[...Lyall has been beta of the London pack for so long that he does not know, really, how to answer her question. Not straight away.]
...I enjoy scientific pursuits. I suppose if I had the choice, I would want to do more of that work. But at the same time.... [He hums, thoughtfully.] I have other responsibilities beside that I would never want to give up. It's something of a job as well.
[Again, the pause is long as he considers her question. If he could do anything here? It's a strange question to consider. Would he still choose to pursue science?
His answer is that he isn't sure. That would seem so...utterly focused on his own interests. His work for so long has been to the benefit of others.]
I enjoy what I am doing here.
[More honestly, there is very little work he could get in Duplicity that would be enjoyable for him, given his limitations. Or at least, work he would find fulfilling.
Still. His mulling over it for as long as he had is noticeable, surely.]
[ dorothy offers a smile at the waiter, then letting it linger when she turns to lyall again.
it's weird, this. the last time she'd seen him, he'd been dishevelled, chin wet with her slick, achingly hard and unfocused beneath her. weird, but not bad. ]
[That's to the waiter. When they're gone, he turns back to Dorothy with a polite expression which is certainly a far cry from the last time she'd seen him. He himself isn't necessarily thinking of all that. Despite the reason they are here.]
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[If he minds the laugh, Lyall doesn't show it. He steps forward to the door of the 13th Step and opens it for her with a smile.]
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[ dorothy shrugs a little, but she's smiling back at him as she steps through the door he's holding for her. ]
I just want to help people.
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[Stepping in after her, he casts his gaze around the room and then gestures towards a free booth.]
Other than a desire to help, what led you to it?
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[ she shrugs a little, sliding into the booth. ]
I didn't want to work on a farm.
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It is a sentiment he understands. Many, many human lifetimes ago he too had escaped a farm.]
Yes, I see.
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Yeah?
[ her answering smile is warm. ] And what do you do?
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What I do here is not quite what I do in my normal life, I am afraid. Here, I help my partner to run a shop selling watches and mechanical curiosities. At home...well, just before this I was serving as a soldier. But the majority of my work has been with a governmental bureau that oversees all the supernatural citizens of the British Empire.
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[ she's known that he isn't human, of course, but —that still comes as a surprise. ]
What kind of oversight?
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[His tone is polite and informative.]
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neither one really works, but she figures she can make some kind of sense of it. ]
Do- did you like it?
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I suppose I've grown to. It can be quite...troublesome, at times. But I do enjoy helping to keep the peace.
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...I enjoy scientific pursuits. I suppose if I had the choice, I would want to do more of that work. But at the same time.... [He hums, thoughtfully.] I have other responsibilities beside that I would never want to give up. It's something of a job as well.
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[ science. dorothy's only ever been interested in medicine, and not for the sake of science, but for the sake of helping people. ]
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His answer is that he isn't sure. That would seem so...utterly focused on his own interests. His work for so long has been to the benefit of others.]
I enjoy what I am doing here.
[More honestly, there is very little work he could get in Duplicity that would be enjoyable for him, given his limitations. Or at least, work he would find fulfilling.
Still. His mulling over it for as long as he had is noticeable, surely.]
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That's good.
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I suppose we should order drinks.
[There's a server coming around just then, which provides a distraction. Lyall gestures to Dorothy first, politely.]
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[ dorothy offers a smile at the waiter, then letting it linger when she turns to lyall again.
it's weird, this. the last time she'd seen him, he'd been dishevelled, chin wet with her slick, achingly hard and unfocused beneath her. weird, but not bad. ]
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[That's to the waiter. When they're gone, he turns back to Dorothy with a polite expression which is certainly a far cry from the last time she'd seen him. He himself isn't necessarily thinking of all that. Despite the reason they are here.]
I hope you've been well?
[He hadn't asked yet, he realizes.]
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it isn't impossible. she knows what this place does to people; the polite gentleman facing her now is the lyall she'd met first, on the spaceship.
but she liked the one on his knees, too. ]
Yeah. [ she shrugs, a little helplessly, lifting a hand to gesture vaguely to encompass the city they're in and all of its fuckery. ] Well enough.
[ that's depressing. hm. ]
Alucard got me a dog.
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However, he smiles at her news.]
That is nice. [Though he won't be able to be around her with her new pet.] What kind?
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[ a shelter dog. a dog someone didn't want, someone abandoned. dorothy isn't going to consider the meaning of that too closely. ]