We're Just Plain and Simple, guys
Who: Eva, Nica, Lizzie, Warren
Where: Sid's
When: Thursday Night
Eva sat in Sid's, eating happily. She'd lost less things during the day, she'd finally joined an activity, and classes were becoming much more bearable. Life was good.
Nica came into the diner, with her backpack. Sme smiled and waved at Eva. "Hey, how're you?"
"Nearly full" Eva said, waving
"That's a good way to be," she said. "Mind if I sit with you?"
Lizzie headed in to the dinner, holding the door for Warren.
"As long as the seats empty." said Eva "Anyone can sit here."
Nica settled and broke out her sketch pad. She waved at Warren and Lizzie.
Warren waved his own sketch pad, and headed on in to a table.
"Hey," Lizzie said, waving back. "How's it going?"
"Why is everyone always drawing or writing?" asked Eva "And hi." she went back to eating, before embarrasing herself even more
Warren grumbled, "Because we can't manipulate matter with our mind to create sculptures? Goddamn."
Nica laughed. "I dunno, we're a pretty artsy bunch. Hi, guys, not much, just hangin'. Do you two know Eva?"
"Haven't met her yet," Lizzie said.
"Eva, this is Lizzie and Warren. Guys, this is Eva. She's a student at the college."
"Nice to meet you, Eva," LIzzie said.
"Nice to meet you too." said Eva, who was a lot more interested in her food now. She wasn't very artsy, so she had nothing else to say about sketching and such
"I'm not very good at drawing," Lizzie admitted. "Stick figures are about the extent of it."
Warren just nodded, looking annoyed and unhappy, and giving up on sketching for now.
"I'm terrible at it." said Eva "I'm terrible at any kind of artsy stuff. No imagination at all."
"Let's get something to eat," Lizzie said, noting the annoyance.
"Sure." Warren snagged a menu and looked it over.
Lizzie grabbed one as well.
"If you like steak, that's good." suggested Eva as her silverware fell to the floor. She grumbled to herself, and rahed down to pick it up
Lizzie glanced over at the falling silverwear. "Hm... steak sounds good."
"I get clumsy when I get nervous." Eva explained "So.. I'll just eat. Food is good."
"What're you nervous about?" Lizzie asked
"New people." Eva said "You get one chance to make a first impression."
Warren grumbled. "I'm just in a bad mood in general. Sorry. I'm sure you're a wonderful person."
Lizzie reached across the table and patted Warren's hand
"Bad moods happen." Eva said "You just have to enjoy what you can when things get crappy.. and if you're me, try not to knock things over. Anyway, nice to meet you."
"Heh. Thanks," Warren answered, and glanced at the menu. "What happened to the regular waitress that used to work here, anyhow? She get killed?"
"I think she got fired or quit." said Eva "She just sort of stopped working in the middle of one of her shifts, and hasn't been back since."
Lizzie frowned. "Poor girl."
"Ah. That would do it too," Warren shrugged. "She was actually worth tipping."
Lizzie ordered steak and a salad when the waiter came over.
Nic ordered coffee and a bagel.
*Nica
Eva still had her food, so she didnt order anything else. "This is a nice diner, isn't it?"
Warren just ordered a salad and a soda. "It's up the street from my place, so it's as far as I want to go at night."
Eva, unlike many other people, really didn't know why everyone was afraid to go out at night in Sunnydale. "I like the night, sometimes. The stars can get really pretty out here."
Nica nodded. "Yeah, back home we didn't get much of a starry sky."
"Eh. That's great, as long as you don't mind becoming another headless corpse on the evening news or something," Warren groused, glancing at his sketchpad for a moment.
"Iowa was fully of starry nights." Eva said "I missed them after I moved- I.. don't want to be a headless corspe. I'm rather attached to my head." Eva loved her own jokes
Lizzie sighed.
Nica laughed, too.
"One thing I love about this town, is that I've only seen one cornfield." Eva said, trthfully
"Yeah, the Amishmons own that," Warren commented.
"Does Sunnydale have a lot of Plain people?" asked Eva "Or, is it just a small community of them?"
"There's Amish people?" Lizzie said.
"They have a farmers market." Eva voluntered "I've only been to it once, though."
"Well... technically, they call themselves the True Messianic Faith, and most of them are seriously down on technology," Warren summarized. "But they do have good mod-to-high-level crafting and cooking skills."
"Are they nice?" Lizzie said. "Or kinda creepy?"
"That Patience girl is pretty nice," Nica said.
"Prudence is alright. Most of the others around there look at me funny if I so much as whip out a PDA," Warren commented.
"'Oh no, electronics! They're going to steal my soul!'" Warren mimicked.
Lizzie giggled.
"I thought Patience was Ash's sister," Warren added.
"Most plain people are good at crafting skills." Eva said "And technology is seen as a way of going to the 'outside' world. THe outside world is not a part of the Faith, so they try to avoid it. The Amish and the Mennontew spolit up because of that actually." Eva seemed to know a little about how those religions worked. Stupid iowa.
"Prudence!" Nica said. "That's right."
"Patience is actually pure evil. Big difference."
Warren shrugged. "Well, they call themselves The True Messianic Faith. That tells me all I really need to know about their culture. And yeah, Patience is a psycho bitch that should've been put in jail by now."
"Did she commit crimes?" asked Eva "I get the impression that the police force in this town is highly ineffective."
"She and her brother beat a couple of kids at school to within a few inches of their life, and instead of being punished, they were picked up by Child Protective Services and adopted by the mayor. Then their father turned up brutally murdered a few weeks later." Warren didn't hold any love towards either of them.
Lizzie made a face. "She sounds just awful."
"...That sounds terrible."
said Eva
Nica just nodded.
"Yeah. Considering one of the kids they beat up was one of my best friends, I still bear it in mind when I see them," Warren commented.
"They really should have been punished. Violent offenders almost always commit another crime." Eva frowned
"Yeah. They should have. And now that their new daddy's the mayor, they can probably get away with murder. But hey, not like they're actually going to act on that, right?" Warren looked sour.
" ... in this town?" Nica asked, possibly missing the irony.
"Why did the Mayor take them in?" Eva frowned "That's just... This whole town is almost as bad as where I lived in Iowa, I think." Eva looked a little troubled
Warren just shook his head and snagged the sketchpad again.
"No, sweetie, Iowa's a different circle of Hell," Nica said.
"Never been there," Warren said. "But I'm guessing there's no Star Trek conventions out thataway."
Lizzie started eating her food when it arrived, having not that much of a clue on American geography.
"Not much of anything where I was from." Eva said "Perfect weather, no crime, no cable, lots of missing people, and town picnics. Oh, and cornfields. Gotta love the midwest."
"Sounds better than here," Warren muttered, and went back to sketching.
"This town had low tuition, and a college that accepted me. And a mall." Eva said "So I think I like it better."
"It's well, interesting here," Lizzie said.
"It certainly is." Eva said.
"Eh. It's just everything that's unpleasant about California in one suburbanesque package," Warren commented, "with an incredibly expansive sewer system."
"...we have expansive sewers here?" Lizzie said. She wondered if the town was full of shit.
"Well, if things don't work out here for me, I cn try another college." Eva said "Hopefully one thats affordable."
Warren shrugged. "Yeah. Or maybe they're storm drains, but still..."
"Not a maze of them... right?" Eva asked
"Dunno. I haven't been down there since I was a kid," Warren answered.
"I think I'd like to avoid sewers," Lizzie said.
"It's probably a good idea to stay away from them." Eva warned "Expansive networks of underground tunnels are never a good thing in a town this size. Sewers or caves, or whatever you call them."
"Well, duh." Warren smirked.
Eva smiled a little "I really hoped this was a normal town. I guess those are hard to find." She reached for her purse, and frowned when she found her wallet. It was not in her purse, but in the seat beside her.
"I need to leave." Eva said, "But it was great meeting all of you."
"I thought you came from Iowa of the really boring," Warren commented. "How abnormal is that?"
"It's boring." Eva said "But not really normal. I guess no where is normal."
"Boring IS normal." Warren grumbled. "Normalcy is defined by its averageness, and therefore, its lack of interestingness. From that standpoint, everywhere is normal, once you get used to it."
"That's true. I never thought of it that way." Eva smiled, and neatly counted out money for the waiter "Again, it was nice meeting all of you. I'm sure I'll see you again, as long as the sewers don't eat me." With that, she headed off, only knocking aside some of the change as she left.
"What a strange person," Lizzie said.
"Eh. She's par for the course around here," Warren commented, and went back to his sketching.
Where: Sid's
When: Thursday Night
Eva sat in Sid's, eating happily. She'd lost less things during the day, she'd finally joined an activity, and classes were becoming much more bearable. Life was good.
Nica came into the diner, with her backpack. Sme smiled and waved at Eva. "Hey, how're you?"
"Nearly full" Eva said, waving
"That's a good way to be," she said. "Mind if I sit with you?"
Lizzie headed in to the dinner, holding the door for Warren.
"As long as the seats empty." said Eva "Anyone can sit here."
Nica settled and broke out her sketch pad. She waved at Warren and Lizzie.
Warren waved his own sketch pad, and headed on in to a table.
"Hey," Lizzie said, waving back. "How's it going?"
"Why is everyone always drawing or writing?" asked Eva "And hi." she went back to eating, before embarrasing herself even more
Warren grumbled, "Because we can't manipulate matter with our mind to create sculptures? Goddamn."
Nica laughed. "I dunno, we're a pretty artsy bunch. Hi, guys, not much, just hangin'. Do you two know Eva?"
"Haven't met her yet," Lizzie said.
"Eva, this is Lizzie and Warren. Guys, this is Eva. She's a student at the college."
"Nice to meet you, Eva," LIzzie said.
"Nice to meet you too." said Eva, who was a lot more interested in her food now. She wasn't very artsy, so she had nothing else to say about sketching and such
"I'm not very good at drawing," Lizzie admitted. "Stick figures are about the extent of it."
Warren just nodded, looking annoyed and unhappy, and giving up on sketching for now.
"I'm terrible at it." said Eva "I'm terrible at any kind of artsy stuff. No imagination at all."
"Let's get something to eat," Lizzie said, noting the annoyance.
"Sure." Warren snagged a menu and looked it over.
Lizzie grabbed one as well.
"If you like steak, that's good." suggested Eva as her silverware fell to the floor. She grumbled to herself, and rahed down to pick it up
Lizzie glanced over at the falling silverwear. "Hm... steak sounds good."
"I get clumsy when I get nervous." Eva explained "So.. I'll just eat. Food is good."
"What're you nervous about?" Lizzie asked
"New people." Eva said "You get one chance to make a first impression."
Warren grumbled. "I'm just in a bad mood in general. Sorry. I'm sure you're a wonderful person."
Lizzie reached across the table and patted Warren's hand
"Bad moods happen." Eva said "You just have to enjoy what you can when things get crappy.. and if you're me, try not to knock things over. Anyway, nice to meet you."
"Heh. Thanks," Warren answered, and glanced at the menu. "What happened to the regular waitress that used to work here, anyhow? She get killed?"
"I think she got fired or quit." said Eva "She just sort of stopped working in the middle of one of her shifts, and hasn't been back since."
Lizzie frowned. "Poor girl."
"Ah. That would do it too," Warren shrugged. "She was actually worth tipping."
Lizzie ordered steak and a salad when the waiter came over.
Nic ordered coffee and a bagel.
*Nica
Eva still had her food, so she didnt order anything else. "This is a nice diner, isn't it?"
Warren just ordered a salad and a soda. "It's up the street from my place, so it's as far as I want to go at night."
Eva, unlike many other people, really didn't know why everyone was afraid to go out at night in Sunnydale. "I like the night, sometimes. The stars can get really pretty out here."
Nica nodded. "Yeah, back home we didn't get much of a starry sky."
"Eh. That's great, as long as you don't mind becoming another headless corpse on the evening news or something," Warren groused, glancing at his sketchpad for a moment.
"Iowa was fully of starry nights." Eva said "I missed them after I moved- I.. don't want to be a headless corspe. I'm rather attached to my head." Eva loved her own jokes
Lizzie sighed.
Nica laughed, too.
"One thing I love about this town, is that I've only seen one cornfield." Eva said, trthfully
"Yeah, the Amishmons own that," Warren commented.
"Does Sunnydale have a lot of Plain people?" asked Eva "Or, is it just a small community of them?"
"There's Amish people?" Lizzie said.
"They have a farmers market." Eva voluntered "I've only been to it once, though."
"Well... technically, they call themselves the True Messianic Faith, and most of them are seriously down on technology," Warren summarized. "But they do have good mod-to-high-level crafting and cooking skills."
"Are they nice?" Lizzie said. "Or kinda creepy?"
"That Patience girl is pretty nice," Nica said.
"Prudence is alright. Most of the others around there look at me funny if I so much as whip out a PDA," Warren commented.
"'Oh no, electronics! They're going to steal my soul!'" Warren mimicked.
Lizzie giggled.
"I thought Patience was Ash's sister," Warren added.
"Most plain people are good at crafting skills." Eva said "And technology is seen as a way of going to the 'outside' world. THe outside world is not a part of the Faith, so they try to avoid it. The Amish and the Mennontew spolit up because of that actually." Eva seemed to know a little about how those religions worked. Stupid iowa.
"Prudence!" Nica said. "That's right."
"Patience is actually pure evil. Big difference."
Warren shrugged. "Well, they call themselves The True Messianic Faith. That tells me all I really need to know about their culture. And yeah, Patience is a psycho bitch that should've been put in jail by now."
"Did she commit crimes?" asked Eva "I get the impression that the police force in this town is highly ineffective."
"She and her brother beat a couple of kids at school to within a few inches of their life, and instead of being punished, they were picked up by Child Protective Services and adopted by the mayor. Then their father turned up brutally murdered a few weeks later." Warren didn't hold any love towards either of them.
Lizzie made a face. "She sounds just awful."
"...That sounds terrible."
said Eva
Nica just nodded.
"Yeah. Considering one of the kids they beat up was one of my best friends, I still bear it in mind when I see them," Warren commented.
"They really should have been punished. Violent offenders almost always commit another crime." Eva frowned
"Yeah. They should have. And now that their new daddy's the mayor, they can probably get away with murder. But hey, not like they're actually going to act on that, right?" Warren looked sour.
" ... in this town?" Nica asked, possibly missing the irony.
"Why did the Mayor take them in?" Eva frowned "That's just... This whole town is almost as bad as where I lived in Iowa, I think." Eva looked a little troubled
Warren just shook his head and snagged the sketchpad again.
"No, sweetie, Iowa's a different circle of Hell," Nica said.
"Never been there," Warren said. "But I'm guessing there's no Star Trek conventions out thataway."
Lizzie started eating her food when it arrived, having not that much of a clue on American geography.
"Not much of anything where I was from." Eva said "Perfect weather, no crime, no cable, lots of missing people, and town picnics. Oh, and cornfields. Gotta love the midwest."
"Sounds better than here," Warren muttered, and went back to sketching.
"This town had low tuition, and a college that accepted me. And a mall." Eva said "So I think I like it better."
"It's well, interesting here," Lizzie said.
"It certainly is." Eva said.
"Eh. It's just everything that's unpleasant about California in one suburbanesque package," Warren commented, "with an incredibly expansive sewer system."
"...we have expansive sewers here?" Lizzie said. She wondered if the town was full of shit.
"Well, if things don't work out here for me, I cn try another college." Eva said "Hopefully one thats affordable."
Warren shrugged. "Yeah. Or maybe they're storm drains, but still..."
"Not a maze of them... right?" Eva asked
"Dunno. I haven't been down there since I was a kid," Warren answered.
"I think I'd like to avoid sewers," Lizzie said.
"It's probably a good idea to stay away from them." Eva warned "Expansive networks of underground tunnels are never a good thing in a town this size. Sewers or caves, or whatever you call them."
"Well, duh." Warren smirked.
Eva smiled a little "I really hoped this was a normal town. I guess those are hard to find." She reached for her purse, and frowned when she found her wallet. It was not in her purse, but in the seat beside her.
"I need to leave." Eva said, "But it was great meeting all of you."
"I thought you came from Iowa of the really boring," Warren commented. "How abnormal is that?"
"It's boring." Eva said "But not really normal. I guess no where is normal."
"Boring IS normal." Warren grumbled. "Normalcy is defined by its averageness, and therefore, its lack of interestingness. From that standpoint, everywhere is normal, once you get used to it."
"That's true. I never thought of it that way." Eva smiled, and neatly counted out money for the waiter "Again, it was nice meeting all of you. I'm sure I'll see you again, as long as the sewers don't eat me." With that, she headed off, only knocking aside some of the change as she left.
"What a strange person," Lizzie said.
"Eh. She's par for the course around here," Warren commented, and went back to his sketching.