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Author Topic: ABS FIESTA REDUX  (Read 1981018 times)

"No problem," Richard chuckles. "Just try not to hurl any chunks on the way back." He drinks his water, then takes out his wallet and sticks a few bills underneath the beer mug.

"I'll be outside. Gonna take a smoke break before we get in the truck."

As Geary steps outside, he notices a handful of huit hoodlums (no more than three) standing near the truck getting cans of spraypaint out of a backpack on the ground. They look to be no older than 17, and have not noticed your presence.

Jaakko takes a drink of the water then runs off to take a piss before the ride home.

On the way to the door, Richard pulls out his pack, flips it open and smacks the box against the top of his wrist. Out from the corner comes a staircased trio of cigarettes. He plucks the tallest one with his lips, puts the pack back into his chest pocket and opens the door.

The first thing Richard sees as he walks outside are the shady figures ganging up against the side of the truck. Furrowing his brow, he takes out his cigarette with his left hand and tucks it in between the helix of his ear and his head.

"Hey, you! Back off the truck!," he yells at the top of his lungs, not caring whether or not they knew Aesthian.
« Last Edit: February 20, 2016, 01:13:55 AM by NoZoner »

One of them turns to look at you and is mortified to see your uniform.
[stuff! Scatter!]
They all run off in different directions, one of them smacking their face into the side-view mirror as they turn and falling on their ass before scrambling to their feet and getting the forget out of dodge. Fortunately, they hadn't actually got around to painting on the truck yet; and in their haste to leave, they left the backpack sitting on the ground.

Hearing Geary shout, Xiaomei gets up to go see what the fuss is about.
« Last Edit: February 20, 2016, 01:06:08 AM by Qwepir »

he takes out his cigarette with his left hand and sticks it under his upper ear lobe.
i'm impressed that you've managed to stick the cigarette directly into your acoustic cbrown town, and i'm sure the hoodlums were too

i'm impressed that you've managed to stick the cigarette directly into your auditory cbrown town, and i'm sure the hoodlums were too
"[im telling you bro, he was so mad he had smoke coming out of his ears! i thought we were dead for sure!]"

i'm trying to imagine geary plucking the cigarette from his lips and nonchalantly thrusting it down his ear with a straight face

no luck so far

Richard massages his forehead and sighs. loving punks. He puts the cigarette back into his mouth and lights it up.



lol. fixed. i should've been more specific.

you were specific, just in the wrong area

Richard massages his forehead and sighs. loving punks. He puts the cigarette back into his mouth and lights it up.
: What happened?

He takes the poke out of his mouth to speak.

"Some punk-ass teenagers just tried to tag the truck."

Richard blinks for a moment before taking his lighter back out. He offers it to Xiaomei.
« Last Edit: February 20, 2016, 01:36:05 AM by NoZoner »

He takes the poke out of his mouth to speak.

"Some punk-ass teenagers just tried to tag the truck."

Richard blinks for a moment before taking his lighter back out. He offers it to Xiaomei.
: Thanks.

She takes it and lights a cigarette of her own before returning it.
: Looks like they left in a rush, they dropped their stuff.

"One of them actually ran straight into the side mirror and fell on his ass. I think the bag was his."

Xiaomei goes over to take a look at the open backpack sitting on the ground.
: Could be a bomb.

She peers inside it.
: It isn't, but it could have been.