Streets, Sunday

[transmax_452]

Max was wandering around, bored. Smoking a cigarette, she leaned against a lamppost, looking around her for any kind of conversation.

[ooc: open like a brothel]

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[dread_fallguy]

Tim was on his way from his apartment to the SRF. He was also enjoying the quiet, after spending part of his week fighting a whole bunch of crazy monsters.

[transmax_452]

Max looked up and nodded in greeting. "Hey. Don't think I know you." She took a drag and shifted, hip cocked, shoulder against the lamppost. "Name's Max."

[dread_fallguy]

Tim smiled. "Won't be able to say that again. I'm Tim. Nice to meet you Max. You just passing through?"

[transmax_452]

Max shrugged. "Who knows. I like this town for now. Been on the run for awhile, figured it was a nice place to settle for awhile. You?"

[runswiththeboys]

Dani was out to get some fresh air. She cringed a little bit as she caught a whiff of cigarette smoke. "You know those things are just nasty, right?" she said.

[transmax_452]

Max shrugged, looking at the girl. "So are lots of things."

[runswiththeboys]

"I never got the appeal of smoking," said Dani with a slight shudder.

[transmax_452]

Max took a drag and raised an eyebrow at the other girl. "And I never got the appeal of judging people before you get to know 'em. Guess we both got our issues, huh?" She exhaled, shifting her position against the lamppost, crossing her legs at the ankle, getting comfortable.