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maskormenacelogs2014-11-21 06:46 am
somethinghidden) wrote in maskormenacelogs2014-11-21 06:46 am
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Follow the drill, and let the training kick in.
WHO: Simon Newton and "Lizzie Temple" (actually Kitty Jones)
WHERE: Douglas' Cafe, a coffee shop near the beach
WHEN: Roughly an hour after this convo
WHAT: A chat about powers—the kind that take away free will, and the kind that can nullify them
WARNINGS: I don't know yet?
Simon takes a deep breath, holds, and then exhales with an uneasy smirk. Wow, to think he's meeting someone with the ability to cancel out powers, so soon after arriving here! What were the chances; this is incredible!
He's both excited and relieved, but it's really his excitement that seems to be winning out. He's keeping his cool, relaxing. Hasn't bought anything just yet since it'd be rude not to wait up for the lady—he doesn't even know how old she is, so hopefully this won't be too odd. His heart is racing in his chest as if it's going to leap right out, but he's not going to fidget or glance around with an anxious look on his face. No, it's just another beautiful day, great for people-watching by the beach, and waiting for a friend.
With time to kill, his mind starts to wander, and he thinks of home. At first, the thoughts and memories don't seem so terrible. But then he remembers Franck and the... fucking painting—he shakes himself out of those thoughts and back to... whatever's going on right now. Like people-watching.
Oh, has Lizzie arrived already?
WHERE: Douglas' Cafe, a coffee shop near the beach
WHEN: Roughly an hour after this convo
WHAT: A chat about powers—the kind that take away free will, and the kind that can nullify them
WARNINGS: I don't know yet?
Simon takes a deep breath, holds, and then exhales with an uneasy smirk. Wow, to think he's meeting someone with the ability to cancel out powers, so soon after arriving here! What were the chances; this is incredible!
He's both excited and relieved, but it's really his excitement that seems to be winning out. He's keeping his cool, relaxing. Hasn't bought anything just yet since it'd be rude not to wait up for the lady—he doesn't even know how old she is, so hopefully this won't be too odd. His heart is racing in his chest as if it's going to leap right out, but he's not going to fidget or glance around with an anxious look on his face. No, it's just another beautiful day, great for people-watching by the beach, and waiting for a friend.
With time to kill, his mind starts to wander, and he thinks of home. At first, the thoughts and memories don't seem so terrible. But then he remembers Franck and the... fucking painting—he shakes himself out of those thoughts and back to... whatever's going on right now. Like people-watching.
Oh, has Lizzie arrived already?