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mayfield_rpg2012-04-10 08:22 pm
justdumbluck) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-04-10 08:22 pm
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[Action]
[Firo's leaving 1246 Williams Road late in the morning when he spots his regain. Outwardly, the car's nothing too remarkable. Except that the sides are badly scratched and the windshield is mostly broken. The thing's definitely been through the wringer.]
What the-? This thing..?
[It's not even his, unless... The sudden presence of the car has Firo a little unnerved. He knows he's seen this before, and he's pretty sure it's Szilard's. That brings up a question: why did he regain it?]
The hell is goin' on here..?
[He growls and marches to the vehicle. Though this is worrying him- he's been trying to just forget about Szilard- he's going to do his best not to show it.
After a few moments of slowly circling the car, he attempts to push it into the street. It stays stubbornly in place. Passers-by might see Firo glaring resentfully at the car before kicking it in the tire. He'll be alternating between attempting to move it and anxiously examining it.
He's not Szilard, Mayfield's must just be trying to mess with him.]
[Phone]
[A little later in the day, Firo picks up the phone. Trying to sound casual, he asks:]
Hey, have any of you ever gotten somethin' from Mayfield that's... not exactly yours?
[Firo's leaving 1246 Williams Road late in the morning when he spots his regain. Outwardly, the car's nothing too remarkable. Except that the sides are badly scratched and the windshield is mostly broken. The thing's definitely been through the wringer.]
What the-? This thing..?
[It's not even his, unless... The sudden presence of the car has Firo a little unnerved. He knows he's seen this before, and he's pretty sure it's Szilard's. That brings up a question: why did he regain it?]
The hell is goin' on here..?
[He growls and marches to the vehicle. Though this is worrying him- he's been trying to just forget about Szilard- he's going to do his best not to show it.
After a few moments of slowly circling the car, he attempts to push it into the street. It stays stubbornly in place. Passers-by might see Firo glaring resentfully at the car before kicking it in the tire. He'll be alternating between attempting to move it and anxiously examining it.
He's not Szilard, Mayfield's must just be trying to mess with him.]
[Phone]
[A little later in the day, Firo picks up the phone. Trying to sound casual, he asks:]
Hey, have any of you ever gotten somethin' from Mayfield that's... not exactly yours?
phone
[And since he can't contain his curiosity:]
Why do ya hate him so much?
phone
Hnn. Basically because he's a two-faced, smug, idiotic asshole.
phone
At least if ya got his stuff he's probably inconvenienced in some way, right?
[It could be like getting revenge from another world.]
phone
phone
...An immortal cat?
phone
[Theo likes the cat. He would never say it though.]
phone
What about you?
phone
phone
phone
phone
...What happened?
phone
Re: phone
[Considering this guy died Firo realizes he should probably be nicer.]
But, um, if ya don't wanna talk about I won't ask again.
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So, if ya don't mind me askin', do you think you're lucky to be here?
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...Hard to say. While I don't think I'm particularly deserving of a second chance. But when that chance is Mayfield, maybe I did get what I deserved.
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[He pauses and clears his throat. That's probably a question he shouldn't ask someone who's basically a stranger.]
Um. Never mind. You don't hafta answer that.
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[Being able to carry on a civil conversation must mean something for a guy's character.]
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[It's a lot easier to guess incorrectly over telephone; Firo has yet to realize that.]