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I get by with a little help...

Oct 02, 2009 19:45

It's Friday evening in Chicago, and people all over the city are looking for a bit of a challenge, or at least something to occupy their time for a while.

Ananya Chinnamalai strides down the front steps of the Field Museum, her high heels clicking on the marble steps. She mutters as she tugs at a dangling diamond earring, readjusting it and ( Read more... )

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marchforthedead October 3 2009, 04:34:51 UTC

Tomei is wandering Chicago. He does not like it. It's loud and large and stinks and he can't tell half the time if people are trying to attack him or sell him something.

His uniform is in tatters still, and though he's been dutifully stitching it back together, so he's been forced to wear jeans and a button-up shirt. He is also wearing his sword. He doesn't care what people think about this. The cops who tried to take it will be nursing spectacular headaches when they get up.

...He is assuming, of course, they'll get up.

He is also now standing in front of the coffee shop, eyeballing it with a healthy dose of skepticism. It smells good. It's loud. There are lots of people in there talking way too fast.

Possibly he will look for somewhere else to get food.

ihadarashonce October 5 2009, 02:17:28 UTC

Jack first registers the man standing there in his peripheral vision. He sort of watches without really watching at first, keeping the man in the corner of his gaze while folding up his newspaper and sipping his coffee. He notes the uniform, the man's bearing.

Curiosity overtakes him, and he calls out. "Hey. 'Evening. You need something?"

marchforthedead October 8 2009, 06:52:44 UTC

Someone is talking to him. Tomei looks at Jack, his unchanged expression denoting his total lack of comprehension. Liiiineface.

Well. There's one thing he can ask, anyway, as he's been thinking he should probably go back to the hotel anyway. "Conrad?"

The word comes out all hard consonants and broad vowels.

ihadarashonce October 11 2009, 18:07:58 UTC

Jack comprehends at once. New to town, doesn't speak the language.

He's about to give directions when he stops himself. Just in case, he really should ask...

"...You staying there?"

marchforthedead October 12 2009, 05:52:13 UTC

Tomei, on the other hand, comprehends not a bit. He blinks, staaares at Jack some more, and then sighs. Facepalm. He waves Jack off, the near-universal (he hopes) signal for 'forget it.'

"One day, I'll find out how to get home, and Raylend will laugh at me for all our lives and after."

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