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Post by kyle on Jul 8, 2010 13:27:55 GMT -5
*Brittney had been running for about a month now. She had safely made it to Canada and was sure that they couldn't do anything to her here. She had cut her hair, changed her attitude and her cloths. She wore dark wash skinny jeans and a black shirt with a silver skull overlapping a guitar. It was slightly covered with a jacket with black and white designs all over it. Her makeup was dark and it made her eyes pop out more. Every time she looked at her reflection she had to remind herself witch reflection was her own. But it was for the best. This way she couldn't hurt anyone.*
*It was a cold afternoon and there was a nice warm coffee shop that seemed very inviting. She walked in, the shop had bright colors and was very warm inside. Looking at the prices Brittney sighed, she knew she didn't have enough money, and she hadn't perfected the whole pocket picking thing. So she just stood there, not sure what to do. She knew that they would ask her to leave if she wasn't going to buy something.*
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Post by zoltin on Jul 8, 2010 21:50:56 GMT -5
It was a couple days after Conner and Nelly’s wedding and Zoltin decided to go get a Coffee or hot chocolate from his and Connors favorite café. It made the best hot drinks but not a lot of people knew about it. That was because it was a small shop that was hard to find, unless you knew where to look. Conner and Zoltin had first found this place a few years back a few days after Conner had joined the runaways. It had been their favorite place since
As Zoltin walked through he could it hadn’t changed all that much since then. With a few more table and chair here and there, a new couch or two, but overall it hadn’t changed all that much. As he walked to the front he saw a teenaged girl standing near the front looking at the prices and sigh. He guessed that she didn’t have enough money. Zoltin walked forward and tapped her should. “Hey, you tell me what you want and I’ll pay the difference. I have enough money.”
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Post by kyle on Jul 8, 2010 21:56:47 GMT -5
*Brittney jumped in suprise when a total stranger tapped her on the sholder. Could this boy possibly be working for her father? Maybe a privet eye, he looked like he could be one, but then he asked to pay for the difference of what she couldn't pay. Maybe he was just trying to get friendly, that did make it easier to snatch the intended target. But she would play along. She smiled sweetly Then pulled out three pennies and a piece of gum.*
This is all I have.
*She seemed slightly embarresed, she was sure that he didn't want to pay for her drink, unless something was in it for him.*
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Post by zoltin on Jul 8, 2010 22:04:06 GMT -5
Zoltin just chocked his head to the side when he saw her panicked expression. Was someone chasing her? He decided to push it out of his mind for now; he may or may not bring it up in a later conversation with the girl. That is if he ever saw her again. When she showed him that all she had was a couple of pennies and a piece of gum he laughed. “You didn’t come very prepared did you?”
He then shook his head and walked up to the counter. He then motioned to the menu board above their heads. “Tell me what you want and I’ll get it for you.”
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Post by kyle on Jul 8, 2010 22:10:20 GMT -5
Well I didn't know how long I would be gone from home.
*That was a lie, she knew that she wasn't going back, but she also had to hurry out of there, she didn't have lots of time to grab to much, also she didn't grab her debit card, becasue that could be tracked. She didn't want to be found, she would do anything to stay away from home.*
Um....I couldn't possibly let a total stranger pay for me.
*She placed the change and gum back into her pocket. She was hungry and coffee was the cheepest thing, it had been a wile since her last decent meal. But this guy, her suspitions about him grew as he said that he would pay. Here comes the theory again, but she would wade it out, see how it went. She was smart, she could get out of it. She hoped.*
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Post by zoltin on Jul 8, 2010 22:21:02 GMT -5
Zoltin nodded his head. He knew kids who did that. Came on vacation or walked to explore a new town and didn’t realize how far away from they were until they got hungry. He remembered that from when he ran away, that was over ten years ago? Whoa, had it really been that long? For a second Zoltin’s eyes glazed over as he reminisced. He soon snapped to reality however.
When she said that she couldn’t let him pay for her he shook his head and smiled. “No, I’m paying for you. End of question.” He could tell she was hungry, and there was no way he was going to let her leave without eating something. “Now come on. What do you want? Be aware that if you don’t chose in five seconds I’ll chose for you.”
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Post by kyle on Jul 8, 2010 22:33:00 GMT -5
*Well that didn't work. She was actually aiming for an introduction. But she took a step forward. She was hungry and it was free food. She looked back to the menu.*
Well if you insist, I guess I'll take one black coffee with one sugar, and um a blue berry muffin.
*She spotted the muffin and couldn't help herself. It was one of her favorite foods, and she couldn't remember the last time she had one. She then turned to face him, he was most three years older than her.*
Oh, and I was aiming for your name.
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Post by zoltin on Jul 8, 2010 22:42:57 GMT -5
Zoltin ordered her coffee and muffin, and then ordered himself a mint hot chocolate and coffee cake. When the cashier handed him the food he grabbed the items and headed for a small table located in a corner. As he passed the girl he motioned for her to follow him. When they reached the table he placed the food on the table then took a seat. He then motioned the girl to the seat across from him. “I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.”
He grabbed his hot chocolate and took a sip and waited for her to speak. He really didn’t mind telling her his name. he just that he had a feeling that if he didn’t hold something over her head he wouldn’t be finding out her name.
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Post by kyle on Jul 8, 2010 22:50:40 GMT -5
*Brittney followed him, not exactly pleased with his tactics. But she took a seat anyway.*
A gentleman would tell theirs first.
*She snapped at him, she didn't want to tell him hers, but she knew that she had to.*
But since your obviously not one I guess I'll go first. My name is Kyle.
*She prayed that he wouldn't ask for a last name because then she would have to think of one. But she could always think of something fast, she was quick on her toes, most of the time. She then took the coffee and started to drink it. After drinking a some she ripped a portion off of the muffin and plopped it in her mouth. It was ok. She had had better, but that was back in her home town, and she wouldn't go back, not just for a muffin.*
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Post by zoltin on Jul 8, 2010 23:13:21 GMT -5
Zoltion just smiled when she said that a gentleman would say his name first. “True, but consider it payment for the coffee and muffin.” When she told him her name was Kyle he could tell she was lying about her name. He had met enough runaways by now to tell when someone was lying about their name. Plus she was jittery; she was obviously running from something, he decided not to push it.
“Kyle, huh? That’s unusual name for a girl.” He then paused to laugh. “Though I’m not one to talk; my names usual period. I’m Zoltin.” He held his out across the table so she could shake it. Once she let go of his hand he pulled his coffee cake toward him, grabbed a knife, and took a bite. “So what brings you out here?”
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Post by kyle on Jul 8, 2010 23:17:53 GMT -5
*Brittney shook his hand, lightly. She then ate more of the muffin before he asked another question.*
I herd that Canada was beautiful this time of year. Is this an interegation?
*She drank more of her coffee, it helped wake her up for one, and it gave her something to put in her stomach.*
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Post by zoltin on Jul 8, 2010 23:24:04 GMT -5
Zoltin continued to smile and shook his head. “This are just normal questions people ask when the meet someone new.” He lifted his head and looked her directly in the eyes. “Why would you think this was an interrogation? Are you running from something?” Zoltin thought this would be the best opportunity to ask her that question, sine she left herself opened to it.
Zoltin then took another sip of his hot chocolate. “Did you know Canada is one of the most popular places for American teens to run away?” He then paused and shrugged. “Well here and New York.”
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Post by kyle on Jul 8, 2010 23:30:23 GMT -5
*Brittney just shrugged and shook her head. Of course some one was after. And of course she was running.*
I didn't know that, well you learn something new every day.
*She loved to learn things. But then the shop door opened, and she swiftly turned her attention to the door, only to see two men in black. They wore dark sunglasses and dark suits. She looked away almost as fast as she looked. She then placed the muffin in a napkin and put it in her jacket pocket. Taking a second drink she started to look for a second escape.*
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Post by zoltin on Jul 8, 2010 23:38:08 GMT -5
Zoltin crew concerned when he saw the panicked look in ‘Kyle’s’ when she saw who came in. He casually looked toward the door to see who had scared her so bad. When he saw two guys in black he was confused, but he quickly turned his attention back to the girl in front of him. He gently placed a hand on her hand to get her to look at him. “Calm down. You leave now and you only look suspicious. Relax, and put the muffin.”
Zoltin knew to the outside world that it looked like the two of them were either on a date or he was taking his little sister out for coffee. If she got up and left right when these guys walked in she would only draw attention of the men in black to herself.
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Post by kyle on Jul 8, 2010 23:43:26 GMT -5
*Brittney didn't listen to Zoltin. She knew that they would recognize her, and she could feel her power coming up again. The two men walked up to the lady behind the counter and showed her a picture. Brittney took this moment to get up and start out the door. As she opened the door the glass started to creack. It made a loud sound making the men look. Brittney instantly started to run. She didn't care, she had to get out of there. They couldn't catch her, not now.*
Come back her Brittney May Thayne!! You get back here!
*One of the men yelled after here as they both ran after her.*
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