petre's adventures in the big city

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WHO: Petre Dodrescu, open.
WHERE: Outside a Bout It Out arcade | online!! | around... possibly at the Bearings, if you so desire.
WHEN: idk I'm too lazy for timelines that make sense
SUMMARY: why are you the way that you are
WARNING: Petre being Petre?? Specific to these prompts: violence, swearing, thinking about eating people alive, drugs. as you do

fight, fight, fight [ Petre's in the back of a Bout It Out arcade, surrounded by the posse of a player who lost to him just moments ago. He's not sending out any distress signals - why would he, he loves a fight - but the tension in the air is something he's feeding on, and that inevitably bleeds into the links of anyone close enough (or who wants to be close enough) to feel it. Petre's all smirks and not responding to taunts for now, which is pretty amazing, but he's just waiting for the first excuse to start pounding. ] - they see me trollin (and failing), they hatin' (with good reason) [ congratulations! You've just stumbled into Petre Charlie's profile on Onnit. Here are a few gems for you to sort through, respond to, or tease him about in a casual conversation. ] > sonovabitx... u wanna talk shit... talk 2 my fase > @smackyou no ill smack YOU... in da ahssole > u wouldnt cry 4 a toster bitch i dont cry 4 nothin not eaven ur grnadma > thinkin abt xaving mby hair... #rocknrole > etc seriously he spams this a lot - all the cool kids are doing it [ Bored, as usual, instead of contributing to the mission. And Angel isn't around, so that makes matters worse, with everyone standing around wondering what else Petre is going to do to fuck up. Starting fights would be the easiest, funnest option, or maybe tracking someone down to eat... ... And that's what he's going to do, he decides. The pictures pop into his head, of finding someone nice and meaty, befriending them long enough to get them out of the way and sink teeth right into their throat. So he goes to the shady part of town and picks his victim. Walking up to them, he readies a smile and opens his mouth, but instead they ask him Hey kid, you wanna buy some drugs? Nobody taught him 'just say no to drugs'. So he says yes. And he buys alien drugs. Feel free to bump into him while he's still on the streets, or back at the bearings, or in some poor establishment that's going to put up with his ass for a little while. The demon baby is high. ]

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[ This time he does let it go. He's focused on Steve, though, suddenly trying to gauge how much Angel means to him. It's not a relationship he'd thought about before, now wondering if he should be protective about it. It's not like Steve's given him the impression he should pose a threat. ]

Do you like her?

[decommission]

[ With the sketchbook back in his possession he snaps it shut, pulling it under his arm. Petre gets a questioning look - that he would ask that seems to surprise Steve. ]

Yeah, of course - who doesn't? [ Rhetorical question. As far as he knows everyone gets along with Angel.

Anyway - ]

You still wanna fight or what?

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[ It's clear in his eyes that there are more questions he wants to ask, maybe even some demands he wants to make. She's his brood, and the possessiveness he's developed around her is hardly a secret to anyone who sticks around long enough to witness it. When the question comes his eyes are already downward, a slight frown pressing his brows. Steve's harmless. Right? He's not one of those people who want to take her away from him with claims that he's a monster. ]

No.

[ He presses his lips, twists them to the side. Then he decides: ]

Let's go out.

[decommission]

[ No - okay. At this point he's not going to keep pushing, what started as a way to get in some simple practice in has morphed into something bordering on wary tension. He's not looking to start a real fight here.

Both eyebrows raise when Petre continues, surprised again. ]

Where?

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I don't know. A park, I guess? Unless you wanna go eat.

[ That's his default option every time: eating. Parks not so much, but Steve looks like the kind of idiot who would enjoy staring at nature, and Petre is willing to accommodate for once. ]

[decommission]

[ His eyebrows return to their resting place and he frowns again. ]

Why not both? [ That's more than doable. ] You don't mind eating from food carts, do you?

[ With that he starts to step outside the room. ]

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[ He doesn't mind eating from anywhere! Challenge accepted! ]

Okay, sure. Are you gonna bring your drawings with you?