|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 5:54 pm
*Kyle nods, but still looks sheepish about calling Luke by his first name. He takes a drink of his soda*
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 5:57 pm
*They sit in silence for a few moments, before Luke asks.*
So what's your name, man?
*Before the kid can answer, Luke fades.*
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 7:20 pm
*Kyle watches him fade with interest sipping at his drink. He sighs of relief. Luke seemed nice, but this is always been Kyle's place, and he's still not used to sharing it with other people*
*he wanders out from behind the bar, wandering among the tables until he sees something he's never seen before. Walking over to one of the tables, he sets his drink down and picks up an old looking sword. He's never seen a real sword before*
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 7:25 pm
::Sato fades into the bar at the far end of the room, dressed in full battle gear and helmet. From where she is, she doesn't see anyone else in the bar, and after letting out a sigh, she starts walking towards the booze at the front::
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 7:32 pm
*Kyle sees Sato fade in and is momentarily torn between his urge to sneak away and his curiosity over Sato's strange outfit*
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 7:38 pm
::Sato is almost to the bar when she catches sight of the boy in her periphrial vision and turns to look at him, hand on her holster, ready to fire. It was just a kid. A kid holding a sword. She decided she had best say something to the tyke before she ended up being rude. She thought a moment::
You cut yourself with that thing, kid, and I'm not gonna help you.
::Sato chided herself mentally. Smooth, Sato. That'll put the kid at ease::
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 7:49 pm
*Kyle blinks*... oh-okay...
... are you from outer space?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 7:52 pm
::Sato tilts her head at the question. Was he serious? She was starting to wonder if EVERYONE in this place other than her lived on a real planet. Well.... Her and Zoroander::
Yeah. Where are you from?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 7:55 pm
*Kyle's eyes go wide as saucers* really? you're really from space? not like an actor or something?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 7:59 pm
.......
You get many people pretending they're from space?
::Sato takes her hand off the holster::
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 8:05 pm
*Kyle walks up to Sato* My Dad says NASA is a bunch of liars and actors and nobody can go into space.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 8:10 pm
::Sato stared at the kid for a long moment. Damn, wasn't he just the cutest thing::
Well, kid, your dad is a moron. Because not only can people go INTO space, but they can even be born in space. But don't worry too much, because people who are born in space, their daddies are stupid too sometimes.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 8:45 pm
*Kyle opens his mouth wide in shock* You can't say that about my dad!
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 8:49 pm
::Sato grinned. She liked this kid::
Really? Because I thought I just did.
::Sato turns away from the kid and heads back towards the bar::
Who are you anyway?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2006 8:51 pm
*Kyle doesn't know what to think about this person, but the answer comes immediately to his lips* I'm Kyle. Kyle Johnson. What's your name?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
