So, Bete Noire, huh? And I guess avoiding's out of the question.
[ neal's back is to the camera as he stares out the window, careful to present only relaxed lines that make it seems like he doesn't have a care in the world. it's a lie, but hey: image is everything. he's pretty sure right now a case could be made he's in shock, but when he turns to
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[ Not Slate. Pretty obviously not Slate. But dang. What is it with the body-doubles showing up lately? ]
Um. Could probably buy scissors somewhere...
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[ neal doesn't recognize the voice, but that doesn't mean a lot. ]
That would be my second choice. I'm fresh off the assembly line, so to speak, so Good Samaritans are my bread and butter for now.
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[ It's the voice of a sixteen year old, to boot. ]
Oh. Uh... in that case, there's always the Hostel. Le Gode. S' free for the first two weeks.
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[ and a million and a half aliases, but details. ]
See, that I already figured out. It's the finding scissors part I'm stuck on.
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[ when really he hasn't looked at all. no better way to suss out a population than to ask for help and add an 'i'd owe you' on the end of it. ]
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Someone must have left a door open, I just assumed it was a free for all. I can come make it official, really.
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