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azuremagma) wrote2016-09-21 12:03 pm
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Event Post
Cyril is sitting at a defunct bus stop (day), a park (day), or on the docks (night) in his full form and regalia. To be honest? He looks like shit. Hair is a mess and he's grown out a penance beard that makes him look like a crazy homeless man dressed in Babylonian garb. He mashes buttons on a tablet, muttering to himself as he types. 'Hey nerds, I'm ba-no, that sounds like I dun like this place. Tread the line carefully...' or 'Fuck, I'm sorry I fucked us up, that last duel ya did was pretty fuckin' balls, but I know you can do b-Ugh, fuck that, jus' ain't gonna talk ta 'er.' or! 'Down but never out, the badd-agh, fuck, I am out though. Fire fades an' that 'appy shit...'
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But I won't say it since it's the kid's own business. But I'm glad I didn't deal with the fallout of it.
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He laughs at that, offering a cigarette.
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Probably. I dunno who'd even help in this case. Other than Noriko. And she knows.
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But, again. She knows about the problem. In fact she knew about it before I did, and swore that she had told me. ... She apologized for that part, at least.
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"Think she's the leading expert on yer family an' teen problems 'round 'ere. Might ask the k-... Guess 'e ain't a kid. Geo. That crew might be able ta 'elp ya out. 'ell, might be able ta 'elp yer kid out."
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I'll think about it, at least. It sorta depends on the whole "do they or do they not want to know me" deal, too.
I mean, I kinda expect they don't want to know, but that's me and figuring no one would want to know me.