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 Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 9:07 pm
In all of his embarassment, he didn't even remember to answer Yin's little...joke? Had it been a joke or was he actually serious? Well, it didn't really matter, now, and at least Yin didn't seem to care that the zomboil had just seconds before been pressed very awkwardly up against him in ways that made him wish he'd never developed this stupid, secret crush. Things were so much simpler before. Now everything was just so overthought out and ten times more embarassing and--
"Hm? Oh, right, uhhhh, I guess we should go that way." He pointed in the direction of the nearest door, but had to wait some time before the aisle had actually cleared and he was able to get up out of his chair, stooping so as not to hit his head before being able to straighten back out once shuffling along towards the exit, his own things gathered up and ready to take back to the school. They still had a walk left to go, but it probably wouldn't take too long since Alex had his skateboard he could coast along on the entire way.
Soon enough he was staggering off of the train and back into the platform outside of the train station. Shuffling along until he was in the clear without any crowds pushing in around him, he turned to make sure Yin was caught up with him (really, how could he not be??) before putting down his bag and opening it up to dig out is skateboard. Another wave of homesickness washed over him as he caught glimpses of people boarding the train, and it let off the tell tale hiss of steam to indicate that it would be departing again very soon.
"You've got all of your things? Ready to go?" He asked as he zipped his bag back up and straightened up to sling it over one shoulder even as he lifted a foot to place on top of the skateboard. "I can probably carry that if you don't want to." He gestured with his free hand towards the kennel with it's scentum death inside.
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 9:39 pm
Yin followed along easily enough as they exited the train, and as the zomboil had expected he kept up with ease. He aused as Alexander moved to take out his skateboard, glancing around curiously to see what all sorts of beings were using the train station. Growing up with the Mantodae meant that all of these speces, that many had at least heard of, were foreign to him. Seeing someone walk by that was deep purple with patterns of electric yellow covering their body and little else? New. A ghoul completely covered in spines, and chewing on nails at least six inches long? New. Really, if he had free time it would not be an entirely bad idea to just come down here to watch the various people that flowed out of the transportation hub known as the train station.
When Alexander spoke he glanced down at the objects he was carrying, almost as if noticing them for the first time. "No I am fine, I can carry these easily enough. Will you be able to manage your backpack okay while you are on your skateboard? I could probably take that as well." His backpack looked full enough, and to have to balance on his skateboard at the same time would just be an added difficulty.
But if Alexander refused he really was not prepared to press the matter, because while it might be difficult and unwieldy the backpack could also serve to work on strengthening him.
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