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paradisalost2009-03-06 11:47 pm
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LOG: A run in in the city [Allen & Teresa]
Who: Teresa (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ofthefaintsmile) and Allen Walker (save_the_souls)
What: Teresa and Allen running into each other in the city
When: Friday night?
Where: The city
Rating: We'll stick with PG-13
Tonight was turning out to be a bad night at work.
It had started out well enough. There had been lots of people with lots of money that they were ready to depart from with a little bit of convincing. Like always, his young age, his manners and friendly demeanor distracted them from cards he'd slip into his hand or the bad cards they mysteriously always got. Many when they have realized they lost to a kid would laugh in good nature, shaking their own heads in amusement at their own shortcomings.
However there were always a few that didn't take losing so well. Or worst, overly observant people that were quick to voice suspicions and even quicker to cause an uproar even if they had no evidence.
So there he was, for what seemed to the thousandth time in his life, running from people who wanted money. He could hear them behind him as he ran, he needed to lose them fast. Turning into an alleyway, he started climbing the fence that blocked the way, his destination the alley on the other side and then to somewhere to hide.
ofthefaintsmile) and Allen Walker (save_the_souls)What: Teresa and Allen running into each other in the city
When: Friday night?
Where: The city
Rating: We'll stick with PG-13
Tonight was turning out to be a bad night at work.
It had started out well enough. There had been lots of people with lots of money that they were ready to depart from with a little bit of convincing. Like always, his young age, his manners and friendly demeanor distracted them from cards he'd slip into his hand or the bad cards they mysteriously always got. Many when they have realized they lost to a kid would laugh in good nature, shaking their own heads in amusement at their own shortcomings.
However there were always a few that didn't take losing so well. Or worst, overly observant people that were quick to voice suspicions and even quicker to cause an uproar even if they had no evidence.
So there he was, for what seemed to the thousandth time in his life, running from people who wanted money. He could hear them behind him as he ran, he needed to lose them fast. Turning into an alleyway, he started climbing the fence that blocked the way, his destination the alley on the other side and then to somewhere to hide.