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windandstorm2009-10-19 12:17 am
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Kieron was so sure that he would receive weird stares for lying around in the complex's walking park wearing mostly black on a bright and sunny day, that when he realized that not very many people were out at all (and most of them weren't staring), he was actually mildly disappointed.
He turned a page in the book in his hands. Reading didn't usually go so well with thinking, and right now, he didn't want to do much thinking. Last night had not gone well. What should have been a simple in-and-out of a deal had quickly escalated to gunfire and fistfights, and before he could get his friends out of there, most of them had been injured. Someone he wasn't familiar with, but whose name he knew, had even been shot and killed. Who knew there was so much bad blood over a simple suitcase of money...
Growing tired of the idiotic antics of the protagonist, he decided to use his book as a shield for his eyes instead of actually reading the words. Eventually, his arm grew tired, so he resorted to placing the open book over his whole face. Hmm... maybe that would get him some weird looks.
He turned a page in the book in his hands. Reading didn't usually go so well with thinking, and right now, he didn't want to do much thinking. Last night had not gone well. What should have been a simple in-and-out of a deal had quickly escalated to gunfire and fistfights, and before he could get his friends out of there, most of them had been injured. Someone he wasn't familiar with, but whose name he knew, had even been shot and killed. Who knew there was so much bad blood over a simple suitcase of money...
Growing tired of the idiotic antics of the protagonist, he decided to use his book as a shield for his eyes instead of actually reading the words. Eventually, his arm grew tired, so he resorted to placing the open book over his whole face. Hmm... maybe that would get him some weird looks.
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And the wind blew a little bit harder. He held his hand up as if to catch something, and when he brought it back down, it felt like the source of the air was coming from his cupped hand. He grabbed some leaves with his other hand and went to drop them into his cupped hand, and the leaves began spiraling there as though he was holding onto a miniature tornado, which was close enough to the truth.
"Stuff like this, mostly. Just messing with stuff that's already there." He turned his grin to Li.