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originally posted in:Neo Punks
12/17/2015 2:28:06 AM
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"Hey, woah... How'd you find this place? I thought it was hidden well... Anyways, names killua, pleasure to meet you i guess?"
[b]His eyes scan the environment for something, his eyes lock onto a tree and he walks over to it, he reaches inside the tree and pulls out a package.[/b]
"... And there it is."
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Layla speaks. "What's that, if I may ask?"
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"Ahh, something that i sell. Customers always ask for the weirdest locations as dead drops, what happened to a good old cafe? Anyways, who are you?"
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"Layla. Layla Sawyer."
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"Hmm, killua, killua drakon. Pleasure to meet you layla." [b]He holds out a hand to shake[/b]
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"Uh.. Can I get dressed before we shake hands?"
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[b]He seems to finally notice this.[/b] "Oh, yeah thats a good idea..."
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Edited by VertheAlt: 12/17/2015 4:00:03 AM"Close your eyes, and so help me I will gorge out your eyeballs if you look."
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"Well, that... Wouldn't do anything but ight" [b]He turns around and ties a bandana around his eyes.[/b] " your good."
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Layla gets up from the rock and quickly pulls a t-shirt and jeans on. "You can look now."
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"Aww missed the show, anyways you left me hanging." [b]He holds his hand out for a shake.[/b] "Thats the worst thing you can do... Well second worse thing."
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She shakes his hand. "I'm not a work of art. Well, I am, but not for display."
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"Hmmm, what a shame. So what are you doing all the way out here? Haven't you heard about the invasion?"
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"I have. Stuck here, sadly. I was trying to get to NYC, to meet my brother."
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"Hmm, thats bad, so far theres no ins or outs... Need to get somewhere safe, but in the meantime..." [b]He sits down on the rock and looks at the horizon.[/b] "... Hows life?"
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"Well, it's fine. Being dirty, in the road? Not very glamorous, but it's where I am now."
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"Why not find someone to crash with, people like me got plenty of space to spare, if you ask nice enough."
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"I guess so." Layla takes a block of cheese out of her pocket, nibbles on it slightly, and pulls it away reluctantly. "Fasting. Gives me energy."
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"Hmm, always ate alot. Never gave fasting a thought. Love food too much. And why are you in the streets, if i might ask?"
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"Hot springs. I needed a good cleaning."
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"No i meant like, not living in a house, sounds a little... No sounds like no security... Unless you meant something else..."
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"Well, I wish I could like I a house. No one wants to take in a dirty, lonely hick like me though."
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"Dude, i literally just told you i got space. My house is big, 3 bedrooms brah. And i use one... Or two if you count the attic..."
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Her jaw opens wide. "Really...?!?!"
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[b]He shrugs.[/b] "Well, there is another dude living in my house, but he hardly comes anymore... And we're probably relocating cos of the invasion. But yeah brah, you can crash at my crib for as long as you need to."
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"THANKS! Just give me the address!"
