Calgary march 1st in a construction trailer…
"Hey Seb how's it going?", the usual cheery greeting welcomed him.
Sebastion's apprentice was a young guy just out of high school who as far as he could tell was super religious, while normally this would bother Seb quite a bit in this instance he didn't mind as he seemed to be a stand up kid who wasn't pushy with his faith and just wanted to do his own thing, well it was kinda annoying that he couldn't convince him to come drinking with him that is but that was a small gripe.
His name was Josiah Feller and Seb actually liked this apprentice enough to not be a dick to him most of the time. The kid was honest, if not a little naive, but honest none the less, and he was just nice to be around as well as to poke a little fun at now and then.
Seb had had quite a few apprentices over the years, and while he thought of some as good friends and good drinking buddies ,he actually felt that this one fit the pupil mentor role the best and had even goaded him to try his best to try and guide this young man along as best he could. He would test him on more advanced code, giving him more demanding assignments, and just trying to polish his skills by watching over his shoulder giving pointers where he could improve, obviously masked by poking fun at him throughout the process of course.
"Hung over Josie.", Seb sighed as he looked down at his form and started to fill it out, he could feel the familiar stare and could hear Josiah sigh like he usually did.
"You really should cut down on that man, that stuff can't be freaking good for you.", Josiah made his usual complaint same as always. Seb on the other hand couldn't help but grin slightly as Josiah came as close as he ever did to swearing, no matter how many times Seb tried to tell him that no matter what word you sub out for a curse word it still ends up being a word of curse Josiah just couldn't bring himself to actually say the word "f*ck". Seb found it cute and liked to razz him about it, but never pushed it too far as he knew it was his own thing and that in itself was respectable, Seb on the other hand was a very vulgar person and enjoyed other people's discomfort at the fact he didn't care for social or verbal norms.
To be fair there were a lot of things about Seb that went against social norms, he was covered in tattoos from his knuckles being covered in the words, "bad wolf" and "bombeezy", a portrait of his mother in day of the dead makeup on his forearm, both of his ribs done up with a coat of arms and a conan poem respectively, a Deadpool tattoo on his upper arm that he was very fond of, a few macabre tattoos making fun of the fact he's missing his left leg, and an assortment of small random tattoos all over for flavor including a tattoo his late sister came up with as a joke on his forearm.
Tattoos aren't that big of a thing nowadays, but specifically getting tattoos on your hands is usually the line too far for most respectable vocations, and he jumped across it as soon as he could. Aside from tattoos he also had face piercings known as snake bites, two lower lip piercings that were small black spikes. And to top everything off he also had a shaved head, not for any nefarious reason or to be edgy, but just because he started to bald a bit and decided he didn't want to deal with that shit anymore besides he wasn't one of those guys who tied his youth and virility to a head of hair, thankfully it actually looked good on him and he didn't have a weird shaped head either.
Looking up at Josiah Seb looked him in the eyes and began with, "Josie we've been over this I-", Josiah cut him off, "Yes, yes you have things inside you that you want to kill and to do it you need poison, seriously couldn't you get another reason?", the retort was a little exasperated but tinted with a small portion of concern.
Putting his pen down Seb thought for a moment before stating, "Well I'm also a depressed wreck who half hates life, has trouble sleeping, I'm also a person who actively avoids relationships, and sees life as a joke waiting to end?", so stating he grinned at the young kid in front of him.
"Ya ok let's keep with the stupid poison thing, its less depressing holy freak man. Seriously you should come with me to church one of these days.", Josiah said leaning back into his seat while folding his arms and scrunching up his face.
"Hard pass, now sign this sh!t so we can get going. Come on Bob lets get going while Josie lags behind.", Seb replied as he stood up throwing a wink at his apprentice and waving towards his metallic hanger on.
Another day in a weird world just like any other he thought as he stopped in front of the door to look in the little pocket sized mirror hung on it to peer at himself. Besides being bald Seb had what could be called resting @sshole face that made him look more than less approachable, his eyebrows bent inward naturally making him look like he's scowling almost all the time, especially if he's thinking, he had a very pronounced jaw and chin, a nose a little bigger than average and had probably been broken before, deep green perpetually bloodshot eyes, a black goatee on his chin he had kept ever since high school, and a very slightly tan complexion.
Admiring himself in the reflective surface, he came to the conclusion he definitely needed a shave when he got home later today, running the back of his fingers across the stubble on his cheeks.
"Well that money wasn't going to make itself", he thought as he swung the door open and resolved himself to another exhausted start to the day.
"Let's get this show on the road.", upon saying so Bob swiveled around behind him excitedly as he marched towards his designated area.