Day 35: Twin Pines Restaurant

[byname_bynature]

( From here!)

Artemis walked into the restaurant and glanced around at the decor. He wasn't impressed, but he wasn't disdainful either. He simply smiled. It was nice... for a town with a population of barely three hundred.

The boy smiled up at the person up front. "Two, if you please."

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[transgenix]

[ Coming from here.]

Max slipped into the Twin Pines, casting a quick glance around. It looked like any other small town restaurant she might have stopped on a road trip somewhere, although a good deal cleaner than most back in her end of the world.

She waited for Wash to slip in behind her, then indicated there were two of them to the waiting waitress, who led them to a little table near one of the windows. Sinking into a chair, she slouched back in it and made herself comfortable, waiting for the waitress to slip away with their drink orders before picking up the conversation once more.

"So you avoided anything overly hungry last night? Lucky for you. Although the flashlight tends to help with the whole dark thing somewhat, you know."

[notaleaf]

The restaurant was modest, but actually quite nice, especially by his standards. The crew almost never stopped in anywhere to eat. Small-town bars were the highest quality they went for.

Wash slid into the seat across from her. "We heard something overly hungry," he said. "But we avoided it."

Although, come to think of it, the noise hadn't sounded that much on the hungry side. It was more on the fighty-combat side which meant it could just as well have been two patients attempting to resolve their problems.

"It does," he agreed. "I learned that last night. You didn't run into anything overly hungry, did you?"

[transgenix]

"Not last night," Max shook her head and shrugged. "I was aiming for outside last night and managed to miss anything overly hungry while exploring. I've seen several of the things that hunt inside, but I've only heard tales about what people have encountered outside the walls so far. Then again, we could only get there as of two nights ago, so there's not a whole lot of information yet."

[notaleaf]

Just two days ago? That was kind of interesting. No wonder not many people had said anything about escaping. Actually, no one had, in fact.

"It sounds like everything's only happening recently," Wash commented.

[transgenix]

"Time has a way of getting away from you in this place," Max answered, shaking her head. "It's almost as if it flows faster or slower at times. I'm not sure if its just our perception of it, or if it actually does. But believe me, there was plenty of things keeping everyone busy within the walls before Jill brought down whatever security measures they had keeping us in. Then again, a week here almost seems like a lifetime, and I'm heading into my... third? I think."

[notaleaf]

Wash scratched the back of his head. Maybe this was bigger than he thought. For a moment, he pondered asking what kinds of things, but decided to go for another question that might provide less of a "that can't be good" type of an answer.

"Who's Jill?"

[transgenix]

The waitress came back just then with their meal, and Max waited for her to leave again before answering, taking a few bites of this 'country fried steak' stuff the place boasted about. It actually wasn't all that bad, if not a little odd