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mayfield_rpg2012-07-12 11:21 am
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oo1: actual intro!
[action - around town in the afternoon]
[There's a small little boy walking around town. A flat cap pulled down over his eyes, and a brown jacket even in the middle of July. His outfit choice looks a couple decades out of date, too, although the clothes are definitely from the right era. Fashion statement?
Seemingly lost in his thoughts, Czeslaw Meyer-Stanfield is not paying much attention to where he is going. He passes by houses, by shops, by people. He might accidentally bump into people, at which point he will blink the surprise away and smile sheepishly, with a natural-sounding]
Oh...! Oh, I'm sorry [mister, or miss]. I guess I wasn't watching where I was going. I didn't mean to run into you. Good afternoon!
[action - 459 Stone Street]
[Nope. Nope. Nope nope nope. He can't handle this family arrangement. His "mother" won't let him hole up in his room, though, so he's sitting in a chair in the corner of the front room watching the door so he'll never be surprised by his "father"'s homecoming.]
[There's a small little boy walking around town. A flat cap pulled down over his eyes, and a brown jacket even in the middle of July. His outfit choice looks a couple decades out of date, too, although the clothes are definitely from the right era. Fashion statement?
Seemingly lost in his thoughts, Czeslaw Meyer-Stanfield is not paying much attention to where he is going. He passes by houses, by shops, by people. He might accidentally bump into people, at which point he will blink the surprise away and smile sheepishly, with a natural-sounding]
Oh...! Oh, I'm sorry [mister, or miss]. I guess I wasn't watching where I was going. I didn't mean to run into you. Good afternoon!
[action - 459 Stone Street]
[Nope. Nope. Nope nope nope. He can't handle this family arrangement. His "mother" won't let him hole up in his room, though, so he's sitting in a chair in the corner of the front room watching the door so he'll never be surprised by his "father"'s homecoming.]
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They're good people. Don't talk badly about them.
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[He is a satisfied coleslaw.]
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You're pretty close with those guys?
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I think everyone is really close with those two, but... we're friends.
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I get what you mean. I guess it's nice they got a lotta people to look out for 'em.
[He eyes Czes warily.]
And I didn't mean that as an insult.
[Not on purpose.]
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But fine. Next time I say somethin' that might be mean, I'll say I didn't mean it, okay?
[He's only being a bit sarcastic.]
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...Like what?
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Wh-what? What's that got to do with anything? Th-they're completely different people!
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["Most" is being rather generous and he knows it.]
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Sometimes you grumble when Maiza's not looking.
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[He's shocked. Not because Czes is wrong, but because he's so specific. Firo's still offended, despite the fact that Czes is completely right.]
That's... That's not true! And what do you mean "when Maiza's not lookin'"? That makes me sound like some kinda kid afraid of gettin' in trouble!
[Firo's tone says that he clearly finds that idea ridiculous.]
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[Oh and because Maiza is Firo's superior and Czes guesses Firo's still a camorrista no matter how nice he looks, and that sort of thing is important.]
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[Maiza is a little weird, but Firo doesn't want to concede to thinking that.]
I'd never say somethin' bad about him! Back when all the other picciotto'd make fun of him, I'd be the one tryin' to defend him.
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[He can't exactly remember if that was a thing Isaac and Miria started before or after he met them.]
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