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Lets create something new, I guess
Who:
prodigal_axe and
omniconcert
Where: Outside the bar
When: Late at night
Rating: R (for Shinji's usual vocabulary)
Summary: Shinjiro has an idea for an unusual establishment, and he wants Linda's help/advice and to plan it.
the log:
Shinji stood beneath the star-encrusted sky. Hands in his pockets, his posture a comfortable hunch, back lodged against a rough stone building. No one else traversed the nearby streets. Bursts of sound rose from his comm device every now and then. A lonely night with an option for otherwise, when he decided to add his rough opinion to those who spoke. Familiar and unfamiliar voices. Silence. No human murmurs, laughs or the padding of feet, the gentle rolling of cars across a road. Discedo.
An alien place. He could love it here, this austere city, safe because it was unsafe.
He stood there waiting for Linda to show up. He hadn't seen her yet, only spoken to her on the comm. He could say that for most of the people he 'knew' in Discedo. Instead of socializing, he'd spent his days exploring, learning about the place, hunting. The most interaction he had was hiring Kadaj and trading out his salt for other foodstuffs.
His new idea might change his pattern of interaction. Why should he bother? Despite his skill at cooking, why should he help out a bunch of starving idiots? The words rang hollow in his mind. Not enough unhappiness to hold the thought.
A little smile came up along his bony features while he waited.
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Where: Outside the bar
When: Late at night
Rating: R (for Shinji's usual vocabulary)
Summary: Shinjiro has an idea for an unusual establishment, and he wants Linda's help/advice and to plan it.
the log:
Shinji stood beneath the star-encrusted sky. Hands in his pockets, his posture a comfortable hunch, back lodged against a rough stone building. No one else traversed the nearby streets. Bursts of sound rose from his comm device every now and then. A lonely night with an option for otherwise, when he decided to add his rough opinion to those who spoke. Familiar and unfamiliar voices. Silence. No human murmurs, laughs or the padding of feet, the gentle rolling of cars across a road. Discedo.
An alien place. He could love it here, this austere city, safe because it was unsafe.
He stood there waiting for Linda to show up. He hadn't seen her yet, only spoken to her on the comm. He could say that for most of the people he 'knew' in Discedo. Instead of socializing, he'd spent his days exploring, learning about the place, hunting. The most interaction he had was hiring Kadaj and trading out his salt for other foodstuffs.
His new idea might change his pattern of interaction. Why should he bother? Despite his skill at cooking, why should he help out a bunch of starving idiots? The words rang hollow in his mind. Not enough unhappiness to hold the thought.
A little smile came up along his bony features while he waited.