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Post by Tristan Emilian on Nov 23, 2011 2:22:40 GMT -5
"Xaviers huh?" Why did that sound so incredibly familiar? He knew that name from somewhere, but where? Was it someone he knew? Someone he owed money to? Ah, hell if he knew and if he couldn't remember, it wasn't like it really mattered. Wait, if she didn't know the address, how was he supposed to help her home; great. Now he was probably stuck with this girl, why'd he have to be so charitable?
Pausing for a moment, trying to think of where it might be or how to find it, "Vell, hopefully a cab driver vill know, come along then." The thick Romanian accent pooring out like a song as he motioned for her to followed him. Suddenly he realized he had never really apologized to her, even though he did feel bad for basically torturing her, he didn't want to say it out loud though. Yet at least, "So, is zhere a name I can call you?"
After taking only two steps down the path, a sudden noise made him jerk his head behind him. The old man he had stolen man from was walking down the path, with three cops following him. Damn it all. Quickly his mind began to race, how would he get out of this, he couldn't go to jail, he couldn't go back to Romania! "Come, let's get to zhe cab fast." He said, grabbing her hand to pull her to her feet. Yes, he was trying to help her, but if it came down to it, she might be able to help him from getting caught.
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Post by Reverie McIntyre on Nov 23, 2011 2:50:55 GMT -5
Reverie just nodded. He’d caught on pretty quick to why she was out here. She didn’t know if a cab driver would know where the school was, not to mention she couldn’t see cabs, so it wasn’t like she could flag one down to begin with! Yeah, quite the predicament she was in…. For some reason though, this knowledge didn’t totally deter him. Weird.
When he said come along, she opened her mouth, to mention that she actually couldn’t follow, at least not easily, but he’d suddenly changed subject. Blinking in surprise, it was the last question she was expecting. ”Oh. Ih’s Reverie.” Odd name, she knew, but it went with the theme her parents had. She had two older sisters named Hope and Faith after all! Totally forgetting about telling him she couldn’t actually follow, she stood up, taking a step in the direction he was heading.
Suddenly, his thoughts changed. Oh…. That was NOT good…. If he got caught stealing, wouldn’t she be taken into custody too because of…. Association or something? Yeah, that’d be bad…. Already though, this guy was formulating a plan, and apparently she was part of it. What she didn’t expect, was him suddenly grabbing her by the hand and pulling her along a step. ”Uh…. Aboot that…..” Her face turned red, again, it would seem like for no reason. ”Ah cannae…. Follow people…. Ye kinna need ta see ‘em ta follow…”
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