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 Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 1:59 pm
Darryl didn't carry a handbag - everything she needed was in her pockets ! And if that didn't fit, well, that's what her schoolbag was for !
After all, who needed schoolbags when you lived into a dorm straight at your school ? How silly.
Darryl side-stepped the cutout with what could only be called practiced ease, then stopped a moment. She wasn't liking this trail of conversation - because often when people asked her where she lived, they wanted to know why, and this was where things usually got nasty. Though it was silly to not say it when, had it been later in the year, Marcella might very well have ran into her in uniform.
"St Mags." She said, and then deemed this part of the conversation over. "Do you know what console your friend has ? Like, there are multiple systems, and a 360 game won't work on a PS3 ?"
She hoped she was making sense, because even with that one question brushing close. Marcella hadn't triggered her annoyance yet.
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 10:40 pm
Marcella nodded, noting with the speed at which the girl changed the subject. She had not really meant to pry anyway, just wanted to at least get a bit of a better idea whom she was shopping with. But if the answer to that question was Magdalena's, then it would be most polite to give up now with any further questions, for politeness' sake. And Marcella was just not that nosy anyway.
"He's got a Playstation," she replied after thinking for a moment. The girl at least had seen console and game ads enough on television to have some idea how they all worked. It was just the content of the games themselves that had her at a loss. "I forget what all he already has in terms of games," she went on. "I mean, I doubt I could give you a list right now, but if I saw the cover, I would recognize it."
She moved towards the section of wall where the PS3 games were displayed, putting a finger to her lips as she scanned the row labelled "new releases". Then Marcella looked to Darryl again and asked, "Which ones are your favorites?"
There was no way of knowing yet if this girl had the same interests as Nate in games, but recommendations from anyone couldn't hurt. Besides, they were all video games, right?
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 1:15 pm
Darryl seemed quite glad when the subject was dropped, and she seemed to visibly relax. She just didn't like talking about... Well, everything. Her whore of a mother, the endless string of foster families, Magdalena... Everything.
Some people just didn't get the hint, and some people thought her an useless waste of air just because of the place she all but lived in. Marcella seemed to be neither, and for that she was glad.
"A playstation, uh..." Truth was, Darryl didn't own one. All that Darryl owned was a tiny, beaten up Game Boy Advance she'd brought broken in a garage sale. Yes, some people considered a missing battery cover 'broken.'
Ha.
Still, given what she'd been told of Marcella's friend, she could make a few educated guesses. "The new Call of Duty is really good." She took the box from the stand and held it out for Marcella to see. "Shooting people sounds right down your friend's alley, yes ?"
At least it was all fake pixel people.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 4:38 pm
A nearly inadvertent laugh escaped the girl's lips at the name of the game. "'Call of Duty'," she repeated softly; something about duty and Nate together tickled her, but she tried not to laugh too much, since the joke was an inside one. "Ah, sorry, I have heard of that one, though," Marcella added. "So it's not just over-hyped or anything, it's actually good?"
She stepped up to the wall of games and picked up the box, flipping it over to skim the back. "I suspect he would at least give it a try," Marcella replied after a moment. "And this isn't horror, right?" The brown-haired girl held the box up between two fingers. "I don't want him to be begging me to watch him play if it's full of nasty-looking zombies."
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Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2011 12:06 pm
Something about it was amusing Marcella - an in-joke, perhaps ? But Darryl didn't seem to mind. Really, as long as you weren't poking where she felt you shouldn't be, she was rarely truly annoyed by things.
"I haven't played this one." Darryl admitted. "But I played the one before this one and it was good ? It's a war shooter. No zombies as far as I know."
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 6:17 pm
Marcella nodded, a slight look of relief crossing her features momentarily. "Alright, awesome, thank you," she told the girl. She looked up and down the shelves, as if they were covered in hieroglyphics, then returned her attention to Darryl. "This is pretty much all I need here. You getting anything in particular?" If the other girl wanted to browse or shop around, Marcella figured she could follow. Maybe learning a thing or two about some of the other new video games could prove helpful, and she had some time to spare.
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 6:27 pm
Truth was it, Darryl had almost forgotten what she had initially come here for, distracted by having to help Marcella spot something for her friend. "Oh, right ! Not these, through..."
No, truth was, what Darryl was here for was far from new - it was at the back at the store, in a glass case - a collection of small cartridges, most of them having used tags on them. "Hmmm..." Which one ? Hopefully there was something interesting among these ! A birthday without gifts certainly wouldn't do...
And well, Darryl was all too used to buying her own gifts to herself.
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 9:34 pm
Marcella followed her, and leaned down to peer into the case over Darryl's shoulder. Maybe she was not up on all the latest games, but she recognized some of the old titles. She was quiet, letting the master do her work, and looked between her new acquaintance and the bunch of games to see which one she would pick.
After a few moments, though, Marcella's gaze trailed over to the adjacent case of loose DS cartridges; they were also used, but fortunately the stickers had not been placed over the titles of the games.
"Is this 'Trauma Center' game any good?" she inquired, amused that there was a medical game. Marcella lacked a DS, but if nothing else, she could keep the game in mind if she felt like getting one some other time.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 5:22 pm
Darryl had picked her game and was about to call a clerk over when Marcella's question stopped her - the dark-skinned girl tilting her head in that direction. "I havn't played it, but I heard it's good. You do operations and such." The reason why the game had attracted the medical student hadn't escaped the younger girl at all.
"Through it's probably nothing like real operations and such. Games rarely do get that realistic."
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Posted: Thu Jul 07, 2011 10:14 pm
Marcella nodded. "Hopefully not," she reflected. "If it was too much like the real thing, it would probably not be too popular."
Either way, she figured she could give it a try later. Be completely unexpected and buy a DS sometime. Although the pre-med student had heard studies that had linked gaming to steadier hands in surgeons, so, perhaps not all that worthless a past time.
She waited for the clerk to help Darryl get her game, then went with her to the check-out counter. "Thanks again for the advice," Marcella said, gesturing to invite Darryl to make her purchase first.
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2011 7:22 pm
"No problem, really !" And it hadn't been - Marcella had been polite and mindful of he boundaries all the while, so to not help her would have been a little dicky.
Darryl liked Marcella, she decided. Would it be weird to ask a girl this much older than her to hang out sometime ? Hm.
She nodded, took her place in the line, paid up, then went to the side, near the door, to wait for Marcella to do the same.
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2011 5:55 pm
As she waited for Darryl to make her purchase, Marcella clawed open her new phone case, and had the phone halfway into it when it came her turn to pay. Setting the phone down on the counter for a moment, she took out her card to pay, and fended off the offers of a discount card with the game store, insisting that she did not play enough games, herself. Once the purchase was made, she grabbed her cell again and checked the time.
"Alright," she said, returning to Darryl. "I think I'm about done with shopping for today." The phone was about as far into the case as it was going to get without cutting the part she had told her to; Marcella was about to drop it back into her purse, too, when she stopped and asked, "You wanna trade numbers or anything? For next time we end up shopping or something?" She smiled, then laughed. "Next time I need advice on a game? Or if you need help with ... shoes or something?" The younger lavender-haired girl had not struck Marcella as the fashion-obsessed type, but she figured she could offer anyway.
"... Or first-aid advice, I guess," Marcella added a moment later as an afterthought. More relevant to someone in Destiny City, most likely, but, well, what good was her knowledge if she was not trying to help people where she could?
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Posted: Mon Jul 11, 2011 11:45 am
"Yeah, I think im done too." Truth to be told, this was all she had planned - she really didn't have the money for anything else. And, it seemed Marcella had just the same idea as she's had.
Well, why not ? "Oh, sure !" She dug out her own, ancient cell phone, inputing the number before giving the older girl her own. "You call me whenever you need, alright ? I might not be always able to go out since... Well..." Marcella knew why. "It all work on permissions, really, but it's pretty rare that im kept from leaving unless it's too late."
"I'll see ya around, then !"
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