y e s. welp i'll just start XD -- Marcus.... is working like usual.

Marcus sighs and gets up and walks outside for some fresh air and stares at the sky. "Mm.. its such a beautiful day today.." he murmurs.

Marcus looks surprised, he and his creator love that song. "Huh?" he walks over to source of sound. "Oh.. you again.. hello."

"How's life..?" Marcus smiles faintly

"I'm managing.. but i suppose in the grand scheme of things, its alright."

"Oh, you where humming Epoch sooooo.... i came to investigate and found you." then he points behind him. "Besides.. my house is right there.."

"Yup." Marcus shrugs. "Ah well.. i needed a break.. so.. whatcha wanna do?.."

Marcus nods. "Ah.." he thinks for a long while. "Hmmm.."

Marcus exhales. “Is there anything you like to do?”

Marcus opens his mouth then closes it and opens it again then closes it. “Ah.. well then.”

Marcus then stands there awkwardly.

Marcus exhales. "Wanna.. uhmmm.... go somewhere for.. uh... tea? coffee...? whatever you like to drink? i'm sorry.. i've been shut up alone for years.. i'm bad at social interaction.."

"Ah." Marcus nods slowly and holds out his hand and then takes it back. "Oh god. i'm confusing myself... ah well. lets go."

Marcus starts walking.

Marcus continues walking for a long while before pulling out a cigarette (yes.. he smokes :/) and lighting it, and sticking it in his mouth and taking a small puff.

Marcus takes another puff and continues walking.

"I know," Marcus mutters and takes another puff.

"It helps my anxiety and... other things.." Markus murmurs, taking a long drag and exhaling slowly.

Marcus is silent as they continue walking when he's done with the cigarette he drops it into his hat and it kinda just.. vanishes. then he puts the hat back on.

Marcus looks over. "What?"

"Alright.."

"not very far, we're almost there." as he says that a building literally appears. "There it is."

"Yup." Marcus walks into the building and holds the door for Scorp, its a nice cafe.

Marcus follows after a little. a waitress walks over. "Hello there. how may i help you sirs?"

The waitress nods. "Just a cup of coffee for me.." Marcus yawns mid-sentence and shakes himself. She smiles and nods. "Your table's there." she gestures to one near a window. "Your drinks will be out shortly."

Marcus sits across from his and leans against the window, closing his eyes.

The cafe is pretty much empty and colorful. Marcus falls asleep and his head hits the table as he does so.