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originally posted in:Neo Punks
12/16/2015 2:17:23 AM
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[i][b]New York, Manhattan[/b][/i]
[i]Hmm.... What to get, what to get?[/i]
[b]Elias stood in front of his favorite food vendor, Charlie's Frankfurts.
The man, presumably Charlie, looked rather annoyed at his uncertainty[/b]
"C'mon, already Elias! You always do this. You spend 30 minutes looking at the menu, then choose a plain hotdog."
[b]He looked at Charlie and smirked[/b]
I know, but maybe, just maybe one day I'll choose to add a topping.
[b]He went back to the menu, but he only browsed a few more moments before being pelted with a hotdog, which he caught without looking[/b]
Thanks, Charlie.
"Wha-? How do you always do that? You weren't even looking!
Lucky I guess?
[b]He began to walk away, an angry Charlie mumbling obscenities
As he walked and ate, Elias took in the sounds and sights: The hover cars on the ground and overhead, the yelling that would seem to always be common in NYC, and even the occasional hobo, begging for a donation for his habit
But he enjoyed it, and would not trade it for anything else[/b]
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[b][u]Evelyn Okura[/u][/b] [i]I was walking around the crowds- I bumped into a guy (your character).[/i] "Oh sorry", I said.
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[b]He dropped his frank on the ground[/b] Ah, dammit. Charlie probably won't give me another one today. [b]He sighs[/b] Still not always working, Eh? [b]He says to himself, and taps his temple, before realizing she is staring[/b] Oh, sorry. Wasn't paying attention.
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"No it's cool, I apologize here let me buy you another", Evelyn said.
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Edited by Bardo XCIX: 12/16/2015 2:43:10 AM[b]He shakes his hand[/b] No, no... It's cool. Charlie only can stand seeing me once a day. [b]He holds out his hand[/b] I'm Elias, by the way. You heading somewhere in a hurry?
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Edited by DesertX963: 12/16/2015 2:52:52 AM[i]I paused time, transfered the credits and returned with the plain hotdog.[/i] "Oh uh Evelyn...here", I said awkwardly switching hands shaking and giving him the hotdog.
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Uh.. Thanks. [b]He takes the frank, and bites[/b] So, you a guest, or a resident? Cause the way you bumped into me, then apologized, tells me guest.
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"I'm actually from San Francisco....but I go to school here in the East Coast".
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Ah, I see. College student, Eh? I'm this City? Personally, this isn't a place known for its "wholesome education" but to each his own. I'm not familiar with any school in Manhattan though.
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"I actually go to school in Connecticut, Yale," I said as humbly as possible. "Not too far from here", I said.
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A Ivy League scholar aswell? What a charmer you are. [b]He smirks[/b] My family isn't what you'd call.... normal. Schools aren't really our strong suit.
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Edited by DesertX963: 12/16/2015 4:20:27 AM"We all have different paths- what do you do"? I asked curiously.
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[b]He starts to rub the back of his head[/b] Odd jobs. You know, a delivery here, some lifting there. Trying to find a more stable source of income though. Can't live in Frank's forever.
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"Law enforcement"? I asked curiously.
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Law? Heh. We've never been known to be on the right side of the law, especially my cousin.
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"You should try it out, helping a community and keeping the people safe- who wouldn't want that in their list of things to do"?
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Eh.... It does seem suited towards me... I guess I'll give it a shot. Can't hurt to atleast try it out.
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[b]Evelyn is then bumped into by a familiar face. It was Sam. She didn't seem to have aged since you last saw her[/b]
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[i]What the....she's that...one crazy chick.[/i] [i]It felt like I saw a ghost, but I turned my attention back to the man I was speaking to.[/i]
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[b]Before you turned back to the man you noticed Eva standing next you her they both glance at you and keep walking. Eva hadn't seemed to have aged either[/b]
