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[isaysimplewords]

It's been about a week for Cal since he was last here, which is the second-longest period of time he's gone without finding a Door since he moved to his new world. He's been okay with that, though - after the conversations he had during that bartending session, he needed the breather.

He's glad enough to take this Door when he finds it, though, and is soon at a table with his usual raktajino.



[OOC: Please ping/PM before tagging; I haven't the brain space for a full-blown EP. Thanks!]

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[necessary_child]

"Hey, Cal."

Sam remains not terribly impressed with Cal after the last thing, but ... he'll see.

"You all right?"

[isaysimplewords]

The wariness that tinges Cal's greeting could be either in response to that or anticipation of it. It's hard to say.

"Hi, Sam," he says, smiling. "Yeah, you?"

[necessary_child]

Sam shrugs, though he ruffles Cal's hair almost absent-mindedly. "It's the usual."

[isaysimplewords]

Cal nods, and doesn't dwell.

"It's been a few days since I was here last," he says. "Been a while since I've gone that long without a Door."

[necessary_child]

"Couldn't find one, or haven't been looking?"

[isaysimplewords]

Cal blinks.

"I don't usually have to look," he says, a shade cautious. "It just shows up." He hadn't really started looking until yesterday, when he'd realized how long it had been. It had made him nervous.

[necessary_child]

Sam nods.

"Mine usually just shows up when I feel like it."

[isaysimplewords]

"Mine usually only shows up when it's convenient," Cal says. "Not when I'm in the middle of stuff."

It's polite like that.

[necessary_child]

"One turned up once just as I got out of bed." Sam pauses reflectively. "Just as well I don't sleep naked, I suppose."

[isaysimplewords]

Cal snorts a little at that.

"Breaking the rules and not even getting to have fun doing it," he says. "That would suck."

[necessary_child]

"And I could live without the cell time," Sam agrees. "I've been locked up, and I doubt it's any more fun when the cells are magic."

[isaysimplewords]

"Yeah, I'll pass on that myself," Cal says. "No fun." Especially not for someone who's mildly claustrophobic.

[necessary_child]

Preaching to the choir here, Cal.

"It lacks a certain charm, true."

[gavemea_45]

He's on his way back from the bar when he spots Cal, and Sam changes direction to pass by his table.

"Hey, Cal. How's it going?"

[isaysimplewords]

Cal gives him a smile.

"Hey, Sam! I'm pretty good. I haven't seen you in a while." That's something that tends to be worth mentioning in Milliways. The way things work around here, after all, their last conversation could have been yesterday for Sam.

[gavemea_45]

"I get the impression time goes a lot faster around here than it does for us," Sam observes. "But yeah, it's been a while for me too."

He lifts his coffee cup in a half-salute.

"But good, you said?"

[isaysimplewords]

"It does for me, too," Cal says. Not that he watches the calendar here as closely as he could. (He hasn't even noticed yet that he missed X's birthday.)

"Have a seat," he adds, gesturing to a chair at his table. "Yeah. I've been doing volunteer work at the shelter where I got Penny. I like it. It's nice to have something to do." He hadn't realized how much he'd needed that. The sense that he's doing something constructive is another step toward feeling truly at home in the world he still thinks of as new, and is only just beginning to sometimes think of as his.

[gavemea_45]

Sam grins.

"First you adopt one, then you start working with them..."

[isaysimplewords]

Cal laughs. This isn't the first time he's heard that line of logic.

"I have a one-dog household," he says. "That's it."

He isn't bothered by little superstitions like famous last words.

[gavemea_45]

"Uh-huh."

It looks like Sam isn't entirely sure whether he should buy this or not.

"If you say so."

[isaysimplewords]

"I say so," Cal says, firm but amused.

And if the shelter only dealt with dogs, that might even mean something.

[gavemea_45]

"Okay then."

He takes a sip of coffee, then gives Cal a bland look over the cup.

"Guess you'll just have to keep getting your extra puppy fix at the shelter."

[isaysimplewords]

Cal rolls his eyes good-naturedly.

"Shouldn't be a problem," he says. "So how've you been?"

[gavemea_45]

Sam shrugs.

"Same old, same old, pretty much."

[isaysimplewords]

"With the investigating?" Cal asks.

Though presumably not the demonic possession. One would hope that would not be something Sam personally encounters a lot.