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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Feb 13, 2014 6:13:05 GMT -8
Quinn sat behind, blinking at the dazzling inferno that seemed to be humanity now. He couldn't help a bit of a wince again (seemed to be doing a lot of that lately) when Santi said they'd discuss 'eating habits' later. Quinn- "That's not going to be a fun conversation, is it?" When the car stopped, he made to follow.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 15, 2014 13:23:13 GMT -8
Santi- "It won't be that bad. Come on."
In the convenience store, conveniences abounded. Quinn and August had to wonder, without wanting to eat or drink, what other kinds of use could they get out of such a place? No grocery shopping 4eva... The clerk stood behind the counter, quietly burning away. Clerk- "..."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Feb 15, 2014 14:07:55 GMT -8
August waved friendfully at the bonfire behind the counter.“Nice night for it. How's it going?” He headed past the aisle towards the back where he hope they'd find some kind of hattish disguise. It was strange seeing all the food without feeling the same desires, it felt like being on some strange fake set. His mind told him he should want these things but there was nothing. He poked a few bags of chips as he went out of habit. Oh and he had to grab some cookies.“Right, so something that's gonna cover my noggin. Maybe a tackleball beanie? No one in their right mind would think of me in that, especially for a Glennish team. My ma alone would die at the thought. Poor ma.”
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Feb 15, 2014 14:22:33 GMT -8
Quinn- "Maybe something without any logos at all? Wouldn't want to draw the eye." Quinn suggested, ambling alongside August with his hands loosely locked behind his back.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Feb 15, 2014 15:23:04 GMT -8
"You'd know all about that, Mr. Librarian. Ya have heard of colours, right?" August laughed and poked Quinn in the side.
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Feb 15, 2014 15:49:08 GMT -8
Quinn- "Of course I have. I just fine neutral tones soothing." The musician huffed like an indignant cat, a relatively normal state of affairs that August might even find amusing."Not all of us enjoy being flamboyant baby giraffes."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Feb 15, 2014 16:02:32 GMT -8
August was indeed amused by this."Hey, don't knock it until you've tried it. Besides, that's no way to speak to your new uncle! "
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Feb 15, 2014 16:05:17 GMT -8
He feigned horror, a hand placed over his still heart. Quinn- "Gracious, that's right. We're related now. Say it isn't so!"
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Feb 15, 2014 16:16:41 GMT -8
"Ha! You wish you had these genes, booger."
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Feb 15, 2014 16:26:45 GMT -8
Quinn let his ruse drop, chuckling softly. Quinn- "Whatever helps you sleep at night. I suppose I'll just have to be content hiding away in the shadows as per the norm. Come on, then, let's get you your bloody disguise, shall we?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 15, 2014 20:00:00 GMT -8
Clerk (to August's greeting)- "It'sh goob, it'sh goob."
Santi looked like he was having some deep thoughts, but was generally pleased by the demeanor these fellows were adopting tonight. August was the first to find the beanies and such, and the selection was meager. A few indeed advocated those "Ballers," while others demonstrated the design challenge of making a logo similar enough to a well-loved brand to trick someone into buying something else. Santi- "I think diminishing the magnificence of your chestnut locks should alter your likeness sufficiently. Tamp it down, buddy."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Feb 15, 2014 20:27:22 GMT -8
"Here goes, lawdamimbo! Girls everywhere will cry out in horror, but we gotta do what we gotta do. " August choose a dark grey one with a pseudo logo and pulled it over his head, stuffing in as many of his curls as he could. A few escaped the reckoning, curling around the outside in defiance. He broke off the tag and headed over to the bonfire clerk, grabbing a bag of cookies on his way. Chocolate chip, who could resist? Well apart from himself, Quinn, Santi, Babette, Eli...
He squinted at the guy, was it even a dude? It was hard to focus on the features.
"I'll take this here beanie and these cookies, thanks mate. Err my friend here has the dosh, no worries."
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Feb 16, 2014 4:51:11 GMT -8
Quinn- "Girls would cry out in horror over more than just that now, I'm afraid." Quinn teased his new 'uncle' with a smarmy little grin. He pointed at the beanie, noting the gray colour."Though I see my fashion sense is rubbing off on you."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 16, 2014 11:44:29 GMT -8
Santi whispered to August. Santi- "Try to see him. It isn't hard."
Clerk- "Bery werr, sar. Bill dat be carsh or crebit?"
((NOTE: I didn't make a million NPC graphics, so we will use fire people to represent those that I do not have graphics for. But that doesn't mean your guy can't see them if he tries...)) Peering into the light, August could make out a gentleman of Eastern extraction, with brown skin, black and grey beard, and deep set eyes with crinkled corners from years of good cheer. The eyes were the hardest part to get to through the flames - a lot of heat poured out of those sockets. Santi- "Credit. Here you go, thank you."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Feb 16, 2014 14:02:51 GMT -8
August was pleased as punch at the success of seeing through the flames and relieved there was an actual person underneath.
“Have a nice night, sir.” August ducked out of the convenience store, glad that wool no longer made his skin itch like crazy. In fact it didn't really change the temperature of his head much either. He hopped into the car and tossed the cookies on the backseat with Quinn.“Right, Fuzzy Baby® saving time. Y'all get to see my snazzy quarters. My roomie should be out, he's the heavy study, heavy party type. Typical artiste, right Q?” ((If I've moved this back into the car too quick let me know. )
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