No one likes a smart arse.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

WHO: Alexander Aaron (inspirefear) and Sally Blevins (prettymorlock)
WHERE: Homeless Shelter
WHEN: Friday April 30 much later in the afternoon.
WARNINGS: none?
SUMMARY: Oh look, a homeless boy.
FORMAT: Quicklog maybe?



[ Alex is sitting on one of the many couches in the shelter, and is inspecting his newly purchased bow. ]

Comments

[prettymorlock]

[Sally is trying to balance the various bags of food from All That Jazz.]

Little help please!

[Hopefully someone is around to actually hear her.]

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

[ Alex hears her enter the shelter, nearly toppling over trying to carry the bags.

He places his bow down and briskly walks over to her. ]

Here, let me just take...

[ He grabs one of the bags from her arm. ]

[prettymorlock]

[His voice sounds familiar but she can't quite place it yet.]

Thanks.

[Now she can actually see something besides bag.]

Think you can help me get these to the kitchen?

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

Sure.

[ He leads the way to the kitchen and places the bag on the counter. ]

[prettymorlock]

[She places her bags down as well and smiles.]

If you want anything, I suggest picking it now because it's usually gone in minutes once word gets out.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

That's alright, I'm good, thanks.

[ He turns around to go back to his designated couch. ]

[prettymorlock]

[She follows, having time to kill before she needs to catch the bus.]

Not a fan of cake?

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

[ He is wondering why she is following. ]

I'm not hungry.

[ He shrugs. Maybe she will go away. ]

[prettymorlock]

[She wonders if she was this standoffish when she was a homeless kid.]

Suit yourself.

[She sees the bow and raises a brow.]

You're the kid who wanted a bow.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

[ He turns around too look at her, he's not surprised, after all, the person who runs the homeless shelter is one of the ported too. ]

Huh, yeah. That was me.

[prettymorlock]

[She sinks down onto the couch and picks up one of the magazines laying around.]

Why do you need a bow?

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

[ Alex watches her make herself comfortable. Looks like she's not planning on leaving any time soon. ]

I'm going to teach someone how to use it.

[ He picks up his bow and places it next to the quiver. ]

Shouldn't you be leaving?

[prettymorlock]

[She doesn't bother looking up.]

I've got a few minutes before I need to be anywhere.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[ He sits down on the far end of the couch. He blows a bubble with his gum and it pops. ]

[prettymorlock]

Have you been studying archery for a long time?

[She keeps flipping through the magazine.]

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

About a year while in Africa with my father.

[ Leans into the couch. ]

[prettymorlock]

[She glances up at that.]

I'm guessing he's not here?

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

Uh huh. [ a small chuckle ]

I wonder if the people back home realize we're gone. I can only imagine how my dad would take the news.

[prettymorlock]

[She puts down the magazine.]

They don't. Apparently we go back to like the exact moment we were pulled from. Or so my friends tell me, and they've been pulled out and brought back.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

That's almost a lonely thought. We're not even missed while we're here.

[ He shrugs it off. ]

It's better that way, though, considering the amount of people here.

[prettymorlock]

It means they're not worried sick either, so that part is good.

[She frowns.]

Especially because some people seem to stay here for awhile.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

How long have you been here?

[ Oh look, he seems to be warming up and now looking at her. ]

[prettymorlock]

[Sally has to think about that for a second.]

Almost three months. I've been lucky and had several friends already here though.

[She smiles a little sadly at that.]

What about you?

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

About five months or so. I know some of the people here, not formally, though.

[ Blows another bubble. ]

[prettymorlock]

I have a few friends who've been here over a year.

[She shrugs.]

I'm Sally.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

I'm Alex.

[ He pauses to think. ]

Do you usually deliver food here because this is the first time I've seen you.

[prettymorlock]

Nice to meet you.

[She shakes her head.]

I've only done it a few times now, usually at different times. I'm still trying to figure out the best places to actually bring stuff.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

Oh. Well, there aren't that many of us here. We used to have some really strange aliens but they were ported out.

[ He smirks, reminiscing~ ]

The one guy used to steal everyone's stuff, not that we had much.

[prettymorlock]

[She raises a brow.]

That never would've flied where I used to live. That was the surest way to get yourself black and blue.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

Most of the other guys were freaked out by him so they left him alone.

[ Shrugs ]

He never bothered me much.

[prettymorlock]

Did he ever manage to steal from you?

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

Nah, I didn't have anything he could steal other than my communicator at the time.

[prettymorlock]

[She laughs.]

No wonder you didn't mind him.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

Yeah. [ He smiles a little. ]

This place is a lot quieter with him gone. I almost miss him.

[prettymorlock]

Life can be funny like that. Don't know what you've got until its gone and all that.

[She grins.]

I think there are about a million country songs with that theme.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

It's a like a requirement for a country singer.

[prettymorlock]

That and the big hat.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

And cowboy boots.

[prettymorlock]

Basically.

[Sally catches sight of the time, and rises.]

And I've got to go or I'll miss my bus. It was nice meeting you, Alex. You really should try some of the food I brought.

[inspirefear.livejournal.com]

Nice meeting you too.

[ He stands up too, his hands shoved in his pockets. ]

Heh, I'll think about it, thanks.

[prettymorlock]

It's really good!

[She waves before skating out of the building.]