it's a beautiful day for a neighbor

[coopdetat]

It's been one hell of a Saturday, and it's not even noon yet.

He'd been woken up nearly at the crack of dawn by a petite pair of hands--quickly followed by a larger, stronger pair--in bed this morning and the past couple hours had consisted of the kind of vigorous activity Coop can't get out of playing basketball or going to the gym. He'd met the married couple, Sophie and Luka, during his time abroad in France nearly six years ago and when he'd decided to return to Siren Cove, he'd invited them to visit anytime. They'd accepted his offer and every third week in July, Coop takes a few days off from work--aside from emergency calls, of course--to spend some quality time with his friends.

He waves goodbye to them now with the promise of seeing them again next year as their cab pulls off the curb in front of his house. He waves until the car turns a corner and then he drops his arm to his side, rolling his neck and shoulders with a satisfied sigh and smile before offering a wave to a small group of people who pass. It takes him a moment to understand why he's getting stares as they walk by until he looks down and remembers he's not wearing much in the way of any actual clothing, save for the pair of itty bitty briefs that are really just a courtesy anyway.



He gives the group a salute, holding back a laugh at the way a couple of them trip over their own feet before they correct themselves in a hurry, and shifts his attention to the next person who approaches with a bright grin.

"Beautiful day, isn't it?"



[OOC: Be a neighbor, be coming over for a visit, or just be passing by!]

Comments

[keirasullivan]

"Can I? But I was going to call you my half-naked random neighbour forever and always but fine, I can call you Coop. It's a little boring but probably less of a mouthful," She replied, pretending to sigh in resignation at the idea. She had ideas what might be in the package, ones she was willing to contemplate now that they weren't Kaitlin's but a vet coat was not what she had in mind. "Really? You look after small animals? Small, cute, cuddly critters? Huh, that's not what I was expecting."

[coopdetat]

"I'm not opposed to that, actually. H.N.R.N. for short. Hin-Rin, is that the phonetic way we could say it? That's fine, see, we've already got an inside joke, we're getting along so nicely."

He laughs at that, not that it's the first time he's heard it. Athlete, model, plastic surgeon, these are all careers people have asked if he has, but none of them have ever sounded appealing. Athlete, maybe, since he'd played quarterback in high school; but aside from the fact that he'd be a hell of a lot richer, he doesn't think it would be as rewarding a life as the one he has now. "I do, it's kind of my thing. I've got two dogs, one of them's been with me since I was... shit, fifteen?"

His healing powers help, they've caused a bit of controversy among people who've realized he uses them on his patients, but as far as Coop is concerned, better a healthy pet than a suffering one. "Anyway, it's a good job."

[keirasullivan]

"I think I prefer the more informal one where it sounds like the mating call of a wild animal, probably a boar." She answered, a little dryly. She rolled her eyes, smiling as he laughed. She still couldn't imagine him taking care of the little, cute critters but then right now, she couldn't imagine him even in clothes. "That's... sickeningly adorable. Does the dog line work on most women? I'm just curious. But you're seriously a vet? Huh, I'll remember to bring my cat over to see you then."

[coopdetat]

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." He holds his free hand up, the one that's not gripping the package, in the air and takes a step back as if she's caused him some major offense. "You're getting a little too kinky for me now, okay, you need to take it down a notch."

Nothing could be further from the truth and the glint in his eyes gives him away even through his attempt at a serious expression. He lowers his hand back down at the question and nods, grin set back in place. "Seriously a vet. What's your cat's name? You're both welcome by anytime. And I mean, is it really a line if it's true?" In truth, he loves his dogs more than anything else in the world so when he talks highly of them, it's for nobody's benefit; it's just being honest.

[keirasullivan]

"Well, you shouldn't try to play with the big leagues if you're just going to back down over a little boar mating call." Keira replied, mock sighing as he backs away from her. Hands held out in apparent faux-offence. Holding out her own hand in warning, she looked at him sternly. "Do not laugh, if you laugh at my cat's name then I am going to do unspeakable things to your post."

Keira took a breath, looking at him sternly before muttering. "It's Mr. Tinkles. She's a lovely cat."

[coopdetat]

"Mr. Tinkles."

He narrows his eyes, biting down on the inside of his cheek because he's heard worse--The Sweet Queen Anniepants Kissieface, for one, a poodle he'd treated for excessive fur shedding, though it had turned out that she was actually pregnant with Sweet Princes and Princesses Anniepants Kissiefaces or however the fuck his client had insisted on referring to them as--but it really is just such a weirdly sweet name.

"Well. While I'd like to hear more about those unspeakable things, I wouldn't dare laugh at something your poor cat had no control over."

[keirasullivan]

"You make it sound like it's something I had any control over. Do you have sisters? Do you know how hard it is to turn down someone going let's call our cat Mr. Tinkles?" Keira replied, giving him a look that almost dared him to laugh at her damn cat's name. "And we can't speak about the unspeakable things. They're unspeakable and they'd probably knock your socks off, if you were wearing any."

[coopdetat]

"No sisters, no Mr. Tinkles, but I've got a cousin who thinks she totally rules the world," he says. His smile is fond when he mentions Genevieve; he'd been a bit skeptical about letting her stay with him because the last family reunion he'd been to, she'd looked about ready to beat him with her tiny but effective fists. It's been a hell of a lot more fun than he would have thought, having her around.

"But I like speaking about unspeakable things. Unspeakable things are my most favorite of things, come on, you tell me yours and I'll tell you mine."

[keirasullivan]

"Are you sure that she in fact doesn't? You never know with those world dominating types," she replied. She liked the way his smile turned... almost kind of sweet at the mention of his cousin. It almost made him- yeah, then he opens his mouth and ruined that whole sweet image she almost had about it. "Oh but I doubt you could handle mine. It would involve lots of ways to occupy that mouth of yours."

Mostly putting tape across it.