Michael Price (May 14, 2011 11:42:15 AM)
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Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 11:42:32 AM)
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Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 11:44:42 AM)
*she enters the Mc D's in her red and black regalia, red earpieces playing BlutEngel plays softly in her ears from her iPHONE. as she walks to the counter each step with one foot before the other like a model*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 11:44:49 AM)
((grr lagg dang it))

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 11:44:53 AM)
((stabs internet))

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 11:45:47 AM)
*she pauses as at the counter and smiles to the girl behind the counter asking for a kids meal with chicken nuggets saying she is only 12 to the person who asks . Yes she lied but thats fine she wanted her meal. *

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 11:46:18 AM)
*Michael was a man...first and a cop second, and then a demon first..Mickey D's was a joint he used to eat at as a kid and since he had a day off he decided to stop here for a breakfast thing...he knows it's likely not food, he knows it's probably not....well anything but processed stuff...but it's good and it makes him feel comfortable, wanding up to the counter he looks over and notices the girl. then look at the girl whose there to take his order...sighing lightly*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 11:48:10 AM)
*she glances at the manto her right through her red goggles, reachingup and raising them to her forhead then looks back at the person behind the counter who brings her , the Kids meal. she softly in almost a whisper of a voice thanks the person and takes her meal and small cup, that she turns and walks to the fountain and begins to fill it with coke*

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 11:50:04 AM)
*He orders a value meal...extra sized...yeah...he does make it sound cooler then it really was...but something about him just seemed to exude that sort of...ness. He paid for the meal awaited it's arrival and periodically watched Sam*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 11:51:16 AM)
*putting very little ice into her cup then topping it off with coke. Pausing to find a straw and lid, capping the cup then incerting the straw carefully*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 11:51:20 AM)
((grr alg again))

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 11:55:11 AM)
*He chuckles noticing the ensemble and becomes curious if he was awake much earlier then he was...he thought those sorts of clubs let out around 4 or 5am...not 11am.*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 11:57:12 AM)
*she takes her drink and food and moves to a table, her eyes are highlighted by black makeup, and her face pailed out. but with close inspection dark rings under her eyes from alck of sleep would be noted as she smiels to herself and sits removing her back pack setting it next to her. Reaching up she opens the happy meal and pulls out the toy first with a smile*

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 12:01:30 PM)
*when his food finally arrives Michael moves to a seat near by. his chair oddly facing her table almost convieniantly so, and he doesn't realy watch her as he begins to take each individual food item out of the bag one at a time. He starts with his burger, which he places directly in front of him, then he pulls out his fries which he stands up and places directly to the upper left of the burger then his drink which is at the upper right. Each thing a proper and relative distance from each other, the drink and fries being equal distance from each other, and also distant enough fro mthe burger to allow proper distance for unfolding the wrapper*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:02:04 PM)
((wel grrr lagg again))

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:03:59 PM)
*after putting her toy together she places it to the left of the box then pulls out her small bag of fries and box of chicken nuggets, opeing the box she hums a song toherself softly as she sets the food out and then takes a chicken nugget and nibbles it*

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 12:07:19 PM)
*He would look up at her, from the very short distance between them, and seems to notice her then return to his meal taking a small bite from his burger then a few fries and then a little of his drink*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:07:58 PM)
*pausing and looks back at him witha raised eye brow briefly then nubbles on a frie, before taking a sip of her drink*

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 12:09:14 PM)
*He continues this, what must be a ritual as it continues to play out exactly the same, Look at Sam, bite burger, fries, then drink.*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:11:00 PM)
*she turns to her back pack and opens it pullig out a note book and pen, setting it down on the table then writting something in it. starting at the right of the page and working a link of scritches (letting) down the right side before working her way back to the top and to the elft of the first row builds the next one as she eats with her other hand, pausing briefly to look at Michael then return to writting*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:11:10 PM)
((lettering))

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 12:12:03 PM)
*He smiles at her one of the times he looks up at her but then through what looks like enormous effort manages to cut the "glance at Sam" section out of his eating ritual.*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:12:54 PM)
*she catches that out of the courner of her eye and shorts back a snicker as she writes some more, to pause adns tare at him before returing to writting and eating*

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 12:17:37 PM)
*He manages to finish eating his meal only pausing every other bite to look up at her...maybe every two...but it's better...and being a creature of habit, it is likely the best he can do. when he finishes he just watches her for a few moments*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:18:56 PM)
*she looks up and locks eyes with him just staring into them before looking down and writting some more on her note pad top to bottum right to left. After staring at him she reaches out and takes the last of her fries munching them down then begins to sip he coke*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:21:34 PM)
*pausing she looks at her iPHONE and taps on it changing the song on it before returnig to writting*

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 12:23:34 PM)
*He returns the stair his mouth quirking a little. then he folds his wrapper and then then places it inside the fry box then putting that into his cup and both into the bag which he closes and then folds the top till it is down to the cup.*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:24:55 PM)
*pausing the puts her empty Items into the now empty box, then takes the toy and places it into her back pack, glancing at the guy who has been watching her, she has a random thought and shutters and looks away reaching for her coke and sipping some more as she turns to her note book and writes some more*

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 12:29:02 PM)
*He watches her now...less subtly, as he seems to measure her with his eyes..it is in theory a subtle gesture but it is, fairly clear if she looks up at the right time, but then he looks away to figure something out.*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:29:51 PM)
*she has for not not looked back at him as she sets down her cub and writting more , focused on what she writes*

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 12:31:28 PM)
*He's not sure what to do but he does stand and move over to her table slipping in beside her, a smooth action.* Hello, Miss, how are you?

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:32:09 PM)
*she becomes very ridged and stops moving all together, her pencil help in mid stroke as she takes a soft short breath*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:33:15 PM)
((not help I ment stopped))

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:33:23 PM)
((/ held))

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 12:35:29 PM)
*HE scoots more away from her but not too much

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:36:51 PM)
*she sits there ridged until he moves, she seems to of been holding her breath the whole time. then slowly and softly lets it out to return to writting but slowly as if part of her is paying attention to him*

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 12:40:54 PM)
*He scoots a little further, watching gathering information almost playfully so.*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:41:41 PM)
*the farther he moves from ehr the more she slightly relaxes and writes, turning the page and beging to write int he foriegn language starting right to left top to bottum*

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 12:42:32 PM)
*This makes him nearly grin* Don't like me do you?

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:44:11 PM)
*she pauses before respondign in a soft whisper of a voice*~I dont know you~ *then she returns to writting*

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 12:46:36 PM)
*He smiles* Don't talk to strangers?

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:47:50 PM)
*takes and breath then looks back over her shoulder at him and responds softly* ~ I dont want boys near me that dress like a pervert~ *her eyes a little hard when she says that with a flicker of other emotions hidden , then she turns back to her paper and writting*

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 12:49:16 PM)
Aww I bet you say that to all the men.

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:49:46 PM)
*she is shaking a little now the more he seems to be egging her on, as she tries to focus on her writting*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:50:49 PM)
*she takes a slow shaky breath and firmly states in her soft voice* ~ johm you are breaking a court order, now get away from me.~ *sheis visiably shaking*

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 12:51:00 PM)
A...pervert... I dress sharply, If i had a van or an icecream truck i'd be a pervert. tell me why i shouldn't take offense?

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:51:27 PM)
((john))

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 12:52:36 PM)
I'm not a man named John

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:53:15 PM)
*taking another slow breath closing her eyes and not looking at him she says softly* ~ joh please leave me alone.~

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 12:53:16 PM)
I'm a police officer...to be specific..*he pulls out his badge and places it on the table he has scooted far enough over to now be in front of.*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:54:42 PM)
*the sound of the badge she cracks her eyes open adn twitches some more her hand snaps out nocking the badge from the table shaking starting to rock back and forth some her hand going to the side of her head as she says softly more to herself* ~ no no no, all lie ... lie.. lie.

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 12:56:12 PM)
*singing to herself softly* ~ morgian ancient crone of war, I see the ancient face of war, morigan ancient crone of war come set my spirit free~*as she rocks and listens to her music*

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 1:00:19 PM)
*He smiles, suddenly realizing what he hadn't before, and goes to pick up his badge* Well that was foolish...

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 1:01:04 PM)
*she just sings softly to her self and as she steps away returns to writting watrching him out of the courner of her eye*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 1:06:41 PM)
((not she steps away I ment He steps away))

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 1:07:23 PM)
*He chuckles, and moves a little closer, watching her almost teasingly*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 1:08:29 PM)
*she grabs her back pack and slips from the table moving away from him placing her back on grabbing her note book adn writting some more before backing away from her just glaring at him and softly saying* ~ john dont~

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 1:09:16 PM)
*He laughs, watching her closely Amused as he goes and throws his foodstuffs away.*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 1:09:41 PM)
*as soon as he heads for the garmage she bolts for the door quietly adn quickly*

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 1:10:07 PM)
*He finds that just as humorous and lets her leave*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 1:10:48 PM)
*out the door and around the courner of Mc D's towards her car and where she feels she will find safety*

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 1:13:04 PM)
*He begins to walk towards the door, the entire glass exterior easily shows his non challant walking towards the door as well as his gaze following her as she moves to her car*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 1:13:39 PM)
*climbing into her 1968 black herse she starts the engine up locking the doors to the car before putting it into gear*

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 1:15:26 PM)
*He continues to walk out of the front doors his eyes locked on hers as she has to look back...the color shifting, still watching her moving as though he were inevitablity*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 1:16:16 PM)
*she begins to drive and excelerate as fast as her herse will allow her to for the exit fo the MC' Ds

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 1:18:07 PM)
*He only smiles, reveling in the reaction..smirking lightly*

Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 1:18:40 PM)
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Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 1:18:48 PM)
*she hits the exit pausing a little to make sure it is clear before pulling out onto the street to head off, never to return to this Mcdonalds again*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 1:19:12 PM)
*she and her 1968 black herse speeds off from John*\

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 1:19:47 PM)
*Michael walks back into the restraunt and orders another meal...perhaps celebratory*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 1:19:58 PM)
((thanks for the IC))

Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 1:20:03 PM)
((wait one))

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 1:20:06 PM)
((sure, lol))

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 1:20:08 PM)
((ok))

Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 1:21:15 PM)
::the mint-blue 1998 BMW half careened into the parking lot, narrowly missing the herse, the driver slows down to look at the herse. Where one might expect swearign or the bird, from Richardosn, she jsut nods to the driver of the herse. She parks and from the car tsteps a girl in tight jeans, boots, black lipstick and a spike collar. She wore a leather coat.::

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 1:22:06 PM)
*swerves to avoid the BMW she galnced at the girl ehr eyes a little wide as if filled with fear as she drives off*

Samantha Brightstar (May 14, 2011 1:25:29 PM)
(This user has moved to OOC Room) (IP = 217.86.1.246)

Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 1:27:48 PM)
::the bizarre girl headed into the burger joint, her eyes took in her surroundings::

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 1:31:22 PM)
*The man wearing the white suit watches the girl enter his eyes a strange shade of cerulean, when he turns to the woman at the counter and orders another meal*

Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 1:31:50 PM)
((any sign he is a cop?))

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 1:32:50 PM)
(hell he does have his badge in his hand but he would slip it into his pocket)

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 1:33:40 PM)
(*well)

Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 1:34:07 PM)
((acute vision I can roll it if you want?))

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 1:34:59 PM)
((nah you can notice he's not being obvious but he's not being too secrative either))

Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 1:36:08 PM)
::she pauses some pace behind him line, biting her tongue to keep from making pig noises, she watches him supseciously::

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 1:40:03 PM)
*He pays and shifts over to the waiting side looking over at her. smirking oddly*

Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 1:41:30 PM)
::she wrinkles her nose at him, making a half snorting sound at him. Before she moves up in the line to place her order.::

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 1:42:52 PM)
*He smirks further then when he gets his order he wonders what day that innane joke will becomes...unfunny. He then heads to his table and sits down he once again begins the ritual hambuger first and center, drink upper right, fries upper left*

Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 1:44:49 PM)
::Oddly dispute her sound effects, her face was devoid of emotion. It was not cold hatred or even blaise - it was like none of it registered with her. She placed her order for a double quarter pounder, large fries, and dr. pepper without any ice before she paid, in cash and went for her table::

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 1:49:35 PM)
*He sits at his table continuing the ritual unfolding the wrapper of his burger then taking a bite of his burger he looks up to Sam, his eyes remaining the odd Cerulean color.*

Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 1:53:33 PM)
::Sam doesn't seem to notice Michael any further, in fact when she sits down everything compared to Michael is done hapharzardly. If she noticed the odd blue eyes, she didn't say anything, she slurped loudly on the straw to her drink::

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 2:00:26 PM)
*Michael only glances up at her between bites, looking almost as though it was slipped into his ritual pausing for a drink he watches her almost apraisingly and then returns to his eating.*

Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 2:01:16 PM)
::The girl was thin as hell, no way she could be more than 90 pounds at most, yet she somehow packed away that burger, her fries and drink::

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 2:05:16 PM)
*Michael returns to his burger and having finished his meal he folds the wrapper placing it inside the fries box/container then he places both inside his drink cup and carefully placing the cup and it's contents into bag and folds the opening over and over again, precisely right untill he reaches the cup then places it all on his tray.*

Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 2:07:43 PM)
::her eyes come up every so often and she regards the motions, or perhaps she was just looking around, her eyes were soft of vacant like she had no idea where she was, and then she picked up her tray, with its crumpled wrapper, drained cup, and devoured container for frays and heads to the trash recepetical"

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 2:10:21 PM)
*He watches her for a moment then moves towards her* Are you still hungry young lady?

Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 2:11:24 PM)
::her eyes come up to look at michael, pupils dilating slightly. The woman had two lines of thin silver, her snake bite piercings had been replaced with rings instead of studs after her black lipstick had been applied, spoke:: I ain't no fuckin' charity case.

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 2:12:14 PM)
Well, thats good i ain't no fucking charity...*he chuckles mimicing her tone.*

Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 2:13:47 PM)
::despite her word choice, she seemed to display no emotions, and seemed not to registered that she was in fact being mocked. She nodded at him said:: good ::and moved to walk around him::

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 2:14:45 PM)
The offer still stands.

Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 2:21:12 PM)
::She takes a few a steps like she had not heard him, before pausing. She didn't respond, she didn't turn to look at him, she kept her back to him::

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 2:23:41 PM)
You can pay me back if you'd like

Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 2:24:31 PM)
::silence for at least 30 seconds before she shrugs and moves towards the door slowly::

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 2:26:22 PM)
You don't see a way to repay me?

Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 2:29:41 PM)
::She pauses and in a normal conversational tone, despite there being people around says, devoid of any emotion:: I have money, and i don't fuck pigs.

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 2:30:43 PM)
Ahhh....a pig am I? You are a hypocrite cause one day you will bitch about us not being there when you need us...and you know what...you'll likely deserve it...*he smiles his tone equally conversational*

Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 2:32:03 PM)
::the first hint of emotion both complete and pure adultered anger - in her eyes, as if to scream you fucking morron - and complete humor and self confidence in the form of a smile - as if to say ,I can take care of myself - before she opens the door and steps outside::

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 2:32:21 PM)
Have a good day miss...*he chuckles*

Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 2:34:15 PM)
::she moves to that ugly mint-blue BMW and gets in, the engine starts and she begins to pull out::

Michael Price (May 14, 2011 2:37:32 PM)
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Samantha Richardson (May 14, 2011 2:38:01 PM)
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