Bored [at the stage of headbutting a wall = ota]

[codenamepyro]

With all the white, the constant cold and literally nothing to do, St John was bored. Bored, pissed off, cranky and still figuring out if Esme was still pissed off at him. Which made him more cranky

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[silverhypnosis]

*El had read half a book, made a coffee, drank said coffee, spoken to Scion, read the rest of her book had another coffee and was now completely and utterly bored. She'd wrapped up nice and warm and headed out into the snow.

After a half hour of aimlessly wandering, almost hoping something to do would appear in front of her, El spotted Pyro perched on the roof of a jeep. She hadn't spoken to him since the day he'd decided that almost passing out in the door way of the mess tent in Africa had been a good idea. She walked closer, stopping at the front of the jeep.*

Hi there.

[codenamepyro]

Pyro glanced at her, remembering briefly meeting her while concussion was still the word of the moment. "Hey." Having a concussion and not having a concussion didn't really change his attitude however.

Pyro doubted anything would really change the attitude, other than Esme really. He was surprised that she'd even bothered coming outside, with the lack of heat, he'd have thought everyone wanted to stay inside.

[silverhypnosis]

How's your head?

*She leant across the bonnet and looked up at him.*

What're you doing out here in the cold?

[codenamepyro]

"Yeah, head's fine, thanks." Mostly it was, not that throbbing concussed, sickening pain of before. Instead it was almost healed, all that was left was a slight discolouration on his temple.

At the following question, he just shrugged lightly. "Got bored inside, not much else to do outside mind." Pyro didn't feel the cold just the same as the others, it was just a touch more bearable for him.

[silverhypnosis]

That's a good thing.

*She smiled.*

If Stryker doesn't let us do something soon, we're gunna crack. At least in LA there's always something to; whether its some guy threatening to blow a bank or relaxing down the beach.

[codenamepyro]

Pyro just shrugged, he'd never been worried about things to do. Each day was a fight to make it, so really, having nothing to really worry about, to have food and shelter. "It was a bit like this in New York sometimes."

At first it hadn't been so bad. He'd been on the streets five months when he found Esme, and then for two whole years, it was fine. They were homeless and things were tough, but it was fine. "I've survived worse."

[silverhypnosis]

*El wasn't about to ask what he meant by 'worse'. From the small amount she'd seen of Pyro, she'd realised he wasn't a very open person, if at all. She just nodded to show she'd heard what he'd said.*

New York, huh?

[codenamepyro]

"Yeah," although New York wasn't really where he came from, he came from anywhere in the US, he actually couldn't think of a state he hadn't been in, at least the ones with legal gambling -funnily enough, they hadn't stayed in California long. "Fits the bill."

He wasn't open, least of all with others. He might talk to Esme about stuff, but it was only because they'd gained each others trust. Two years with nothing but each others company did that.

[silverhypnosis]

*She nodded.*

Never been to New York.

[codenamepyro]

"Never been to LA." They'd stopped as far as San Francisco and then gone straight to Nevada, funnily enough. Tahoe was the closest Pyro ever got to being in California again.

"Prefer New York."

[silverhypnosis]

Ever been out of the U.S?

*She'd gone to Ukraine once and her ex-fiancée had proposed to her in Paris.*

[codenamepyro]

"Not until Africa, no." His father hadn't needed to leave the US, all the gambling he could do was right there. And Pyro? Apparently, passports were needed to leave and enter countries. And you needed money and an actual residence for that.

Sucked for him.

"Home was an alley corner for four and a half years." And that was about the most he'd say about that particular subject.

[silverhypnosis]

*El tried not to let her shock show outwardly, she figured that would be rude. And seeing how he'd opened up, even a little bit, she decided that being rude was inappropriate.*

Paris was nice. Ukraine... I got there and then never did what I planned to do.

[codenamepyro]

He wasn't exactly bothered with her travels, but at the same time there was that whole 'trying to get along' pish that he was supposed to try. Didn't make sense at all to him. "Oh yeah, what'd you go for?"

Truthfully, he couldn't even remember her name, just that she was government at least, and didn't shoot him when he'd asked. But he'd just go along with it for now. Maybe something would click.

[silverhypnosis]

I was planning on facing the man that is my biological parent. But I changed my mind.

*She shrugged as if it was nothing. In truth, her father had found out his mistress was pregnant and had fired her and sent her packing. The bastard didn't deserve her efforts.*

[codenamepyro]

St John knew his fair share of absent parents. Although he'd never really cared for tracking down his mother. "What's the point. If he didn't give a shit why should you?"

He didn't care for either parent, biological or whatever. His mother abandoned him and his father was a degenerate gambler who spent more time at the casinos than he did with his son, or at home. Pyro didn't know what family was until he met Esme.