None of them are holding tickets to that thing you love...

[leosarecynical]

Look at this post.

Now look at your characters.

Now back to this post.

Sadly, this post does not have your characters in it, BUT IT COULD.

Gray Raines is currently on a streetcorner, snogging a random woman he doesn't know. IT COULD BE YOUR CHARACTER. The reason for this snogging is because he may or may not have gotten into some trouble at a pool

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[please_see_me]

Who's that you're kissing? A pretty blonde in jeans and a cute sweater. Look again - that blonde is jailbait.

Also, she's a children's angel. So unless the guys chasing Gray down are supernaturals of some sort, or angels, or demons, or wanderers... they're going to see him kissing thin air.

Dusty, for her part, is trying to figure out what's going on.

[leosarecynical]

Gray, for his part, has only just realized he has made a horrible mistake.

"WHOA." He jumps back about three feet, notes that OH HEY, THERE ARE STILL POOL SHARKS COMING FOR HIS BLOOD and then does what he should've done from the beginning... Which is, uh, banish them downtown somewhere.

Shut up. Stress makes it hard for a mage to think.

To the teenage girl, he was just macking on, he says, "I am so sorry, hon. That don't mean anything, I swear. I'm havin' kind of a weird day."

[please_see_me]

"Uh, it's okay!" Dusty attempts a reassuring smile (that mostly still just looks confused) and shrugs. "I mean, no harm done, right? Everybody has weird days, so you can't really hold it against someone else when they have a weird day. What were you trying to do, anyway?"

[leosarecynical]

"You looked a lot older halfway down the street," Gray adds before making an incoherent sound and cringing violently. God, he does not need to have to explain to someone's Mama about statutory assault charges. Casey'd beat the shit out of him. "There ain't nothin' I can say to make this less creeptastic, is there?"

[please_see_me]

Dusty can't help but giggle at that. Don't worry, Gray, nobody's gonna be charging you with statutory assault. Unless Casey wanders by in a bad mood.

"I think the fact that you used the word 'creeptastic' is definitely a plus in the 'non-creep' category," she tells him, absently stretching her wings. "How'd you make them disappear, anyway?"

[leosarecynical]

Gray rubs the back of his neck, chuckling a little. "Would you think I was pullin' your leg if I said magic? ...Well, I guess you wouldn't, bein' a girl with wings and all."

[please_see_me]

Dusty giggles and shakes her head. "I know people who do magic! And people from other universes, and... and all sorts of people! This is a very interesting city, you know," she adds, almost as if she's relaying a very exciting secret.

She then sticks out her hand. "I'm Dusty."

[leosarecynical]

He takes her hand and shakes it, smiling. "Well, you never know who's actually payin' attention or not. Nice to meetcha, Dusty. I'm Gray Raines." He drops her hand and gestures to the left a ways. "Work as a surgeon over at Stroger, so I'm not always gettin' the crap knocked out of me in bars, I promise."

[please_see_me]

"Well, that's probably a good thing. If you were, then you might hurt your hand, and then how could you keep being a surgeon? You couldn't, and then you might get depressed and decline into a cycle of violence and drinking!"

...Dusty has a very active imagination.

[leosarecynical]

Gray barks a laugh. "You'd probably be right." He glances behind him as if making sure his pursuers haven't extricated themselves from the trees in the park and started after him again and then turns back to Dusty, offering her his hand again. "Well, it was a pleasure meetin' you, Dusty. Sorry about the kiss, again, but thanks for not takin' it the wrong way. You're a real peach."