Private Finished True Colours

Dragomir and Dick had left the community center at the same time and Dragomir was now just walking alongside him, glancing at the man occasionally. Dick was interesting. Very interesting. Dragomir wanted to know him better, as a person. Dragomir didn't even care about blood or sex in this case. She just wanted to be Dick's friend. The man. who had talked so politely, had cursed like an old irish sailor. Obviously Dragomir wanted to explore. So she sped up so she walked a little ahead of Dick and grinned at him.
"You really let loose, huh? Was godhood such a big secret? I mean, I spread it around that I'm a mess and no one cares."
Dragomir didn't try to be consoling or anything, she just said what was in her mind.
"You seemed okay in general, but boy did you turn out interesting. You kinda live up to your name. Though you don't seem like a dick even when you curse. Just seem like it's your way to talk."
Dragomir also let loose, just blabbed. She rarely could let loose and kinda just talk her thoughts. After all, she didn't want to offend anyone. But after seeing Dick curse up a storm it felt easy to blab at him.
"I did poke much though. Sorry about that. Just, you know, lying can kill me so it's either truth or silence and silence is boring. At least most of the time."
Dragomir heard the pennies clink in her pocket and she fished one out and looked at it.
"Are these pennies just a tool, or something else? I kinda wanna know before I start drilling holes in them, you know."

@Ephemral

For a second Dragomir thought Dick was back to his polite speech and demeanor and felt a bit disappointed. Well, not like the guy was particularly impolite even when cursing. But...mother? Seriously? Again though, Dragomir wasn't one to judge. All she knew about mothers was that hers was a half-succubus not interested in child rearing.
But Dick changed his speech soon enough and the small smile on Dragomir's face widened some. Yup, that was a whole lot better. Much more interesting, and colourful. Though Dragomir got it why he'd rather talk politely to others. It was usually the easiest way not to get shit beat out of you. But Dragomir was chill, maybe a bit too much., so she didn't give a fuck.
Dragomir listened to Dick explain about his situation and Dragomir shrugged.
"Good to hear I'm not hated. And you don't have to worry about being blunt, I'll just be blunt back. You know, if you want to keep it a secret so bad maybe you should train your poker face. No one is gonna believe tales about old dead friends more than once, if even that. I get the secrecy, seriously. I got my secrets too. But if you want to survive until the big reveal you better look out who you lie to. You were lucky me and the rest of those guys were chill. If you've been on this island long enough you know lying to some people is lethal."
Dragomir grinned a bit and gave Dick's shoulder a light bap.
"But your secret's is safe with me. Can't make promises for the rest though. I don't get what's embarrassing about it though. It'd be the same if I was embarrassed about these eyes."
Dragomir had been embarrassed about her eyes once, years ago. Never again.

Dragomir stared, fascinated, as the penny she was holding changed to read just "Shit" for a moment. Dragomir let out a small surprised laugh and looked at Dick, grinning.
"Well ain't that something. Penny god. Shit man, I kinda do and don't get why that'd be embarrassing. I mean, I'd take that over being, like, the god of toilet brushes or something. Or god of burnt popcorn."
Dragomir could've named for funny gods but she snickered at the two she had named. Then she looked at the penny again, now back to normal.
"I don't think I'll have the guts to drill on this now. Oh well, I'll figure something out."
Dragomir shrugged and put the coin back in her pocket.

Dragomir looked Dick over and tried to decide whether it was worth using a lie on him. It would be her second lie today. 'Cos she did mind smoking, actually. But at the same time she wasn't one to judge. Dragomir had had her own smoking phase back in Romania but had quit when coming to Manta Carlos. Clean slate and all that. Sometimes she still got craving but when that happened Dragomir did some hand stitching and it went away.
Dragomir sighed a bit and shrugged.
"Go ahead, I don't mind."
As usual when telling a lie Dragomir felt the marking around her neck tingle a bit. It was the sign of a lie. And if it happened for the third time...

Dragomir looked at Dick again a bit.
"You know, god or not your cough doesn't sound too good. I'm not gonna start nagging since I'm an ex-smoker and a stranger but just gonna say feels better without."

Dragomir watched Dick take out the cigarettes, noting that the brand was the one she had smoked, and glanced at his face, smirking a bit.
"I was able to stop by myself. If a mess like me can do it then wouldn't a god like you do it in a breeze? Though if we're talking mental messes then I'm not much of one. Don't know about you. You said you weren't that addicted to alcohol. So not a lost cause."
Dragomir chuckled a bit and stretched a bit. Her neck was so stiff from sleeping during the lecture and Dragomir rolled her head a bit, earrings clinking.

Dragomir contemplated Dick's next words for a while before looking at him sideways and humming in thought.
"The dead friend story was decent. But it bombed when I heard it the second time and caught on. You got to have multiple stories, honey. Otherwise you'll get busted even faster next time."
Dragomir grinned. She was amazingly amused.
"But it's true that not many people would dig into old dead friends. Smart."

Dragomir was serious for a second when Dick talked about secrets. He was right about that. Plus Dragomir noted Dick blew the smoke into the other direction, she appreciated that. After all, she had a kitten at home and Dragomir didn't want any strong smells near it.
But then Dick brought up her gender change and Dragomir burst out laughing.
"I know, I could see it on your face. Oh man, that was so funny, you don't even know. I mean, it's so normal to me but then some people have the best, or worst, reactions to it and I get a good laugh out of it."
Dragomir answered to Dick's smile, still cackling a bit.
"Thanks for calling it cool. Not many people call it that, actually. More call it weird, or fascinating or shit."

Dragomir just stared back when Dick for some reason looked her over. She didn't feel particulary flustered or embarrassed, more like confused. Was there something on her? Dragomir glanced down, nope, nothing on her clothes. She looked at Dick and raised her eyebrow in question.
"What? Is there a stain on my shirt that I can't see? Because if there is tell me so I can obliterate it."
Dragomir grinned a bit and just in case dusted her clothes. She looked at Dick when he...stood up for her, kinda? Anyway, it made Dragomir smile and she patted Dick's shoulder a bit.
"You'd be surprised how many cunts make asses outta themselves, honey. But you really like putting yourself down, huh? I don't know much about your other abilities but I can say learning the name of the person who holds your penny is pretty nice."

Dragomir stifled a cough when a small amount of smoke drifted to her direction and noticed that the smell kinda made her crave for a cig. Dragomir would have to make some hand stitching when she got home. Dragomir turned her head a bit to glance at Dick said nice things about her, again, and asked about what Dragomir studied. Dragomir grinned, it was nice to be called a cool fucker instead of a cool person or such.
"I can say you're a cool fucker too. I can give you my card, I have ones with my personal number on them."
Dragomir dug around in her pocket and drew out a red card with her name, web page address and work and persona numbers. She gave it to Dick.
"As for what I study, I major in fashion design and minor in business management. The class I went to was on the latter, about stocks and calculating. It was boring as hell. No wonder I fell asleep."
Dragomir gave Dick's back one good whack when he coughed and she grinned.
"Don't choke on me, pal."

Dragomir started howling of laughter when Dick said he was choking on himself. And it took Dragomir a while to stop laughing, stupid jokes like that were her weakness. But she was happy to note Dragomir had made Dick laugh as well. So they were even.
Eventually Dragomir was able to stop laughing, wiping her eyes, and just in time to hear Dick comment on her studying business management. To that Dragomir just shrugged.
"What can I do? I want to have my own store and line of clothes some day so I got to know how to run a business. And I have to be damn good at it too. It isn't enough my clothes kick ass."
Dragomir grinned a bit.
"And I guess it'd be easier to just ask a person their name. But seriously, it was really weird when you called me Mr. Dalca. It reminded me of the demon professor on that lecture I fell asleep on. He is literally a demon, and fucking scary. He always calls me Mr. Dalca. Or "I'm sorry, or was it Ms. Dalca today?""
Dragomir shivered and had a bit creeped out expression. But it melted into a small grin soon enough.

Dragomir had received many business cards during her life, but never a business coin. She looked at the coin intrigued and looked at it all over before actually digging out her phone and transferring the number. Then she looked at Dick with a sneaky smirk.
"Your middle name is Chelsea?"

"Awh, come on. You haven't disappointed me, yet. But it is pretty hard to disappoint me, I have low expectations in most things. But you have at least exceeded my low expectations. Rejoice!"
Dragomir laughed and spread her arms in a dramatic gesture.
"And besides your polite speech and clothes you don't seem like elite at all, so no worries there."

Dragomir raised her eyebrows in surprise when Dick suddenly praised her eyes and outfit. She let out a small surprised laugh and smiled widely.
"Hey, who cares about being fucking weird? There is nothing better than a random compliment, especially for a fashion designer. Those are the best kind, actually, right now even more so since I made this whole outfit myself. Awesome that you like it. Stare all you want."
Dragomir laughed and made a spin as she walked. She stumbled a tiny bit but recovered fast, cackling at herself.
"Maybe I should not do that again."