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poly_chromatic2013-02-23 03:03 pm
seriousheat) wrote in poly_chromatic2013-02-23 03:03 pm
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( 001 ) ☣ video / action
[ There’s a man in full fire-fighter gear, oxygen mask and all, standing in the fountain dripping wet. ] What the hell?
[ A beat, another, then he’s visibly shaking himself out of it and stepping out of the fountain, taking off helmet and mask and stuffing them under one arm, reaching out to grab a passerby with the other. ] Hey, you. Mind explaining what the hell’s going on here? ‘cause this ain’t Chicago.
( say hello to one kelly severide, city ♥ )
[ A beat, another, then he’s visibly shaking himself out of it and stepping out of the fountain, taking off helmet and mask and stuffing them under one arm, reaching out to grab a passerby with the other. ] Hey, you. Mind explaining what the hell’s going on here? ‘cause this ain’t Chicago.
( say hello to one kelly severide, city ♥ )
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And where am I?
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[ With that out of the way, he feels like the newcomer's bad luck is free game for a chuckle. ]
But you probably figured that out from your landing, right, ace?
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Though he doesn't mind the chuckle at his expense. ] Least I'm wearing my gear.
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[ Seriously. He might feel a little sorry for the guy if it wasn't so entertaining seeing what the place could come up with next...as long as it was someone else. ]
You really from Chicago?
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Yeah. Born and bred.
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What year?
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2012.
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[ Speak of the devil. And talk about a gap of time... ]
Well it ain't going nowhere. Apparently everything stays put while you're gone and when they finally decide to kick you out of here, you don't remember a thing.
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[ You seem surprised. ]
Sounds good to me.
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[ And you, sir, don't seem to be much of a complainer. That's interesting. ]
In the meantime, you get to put up with the undead, smelling like peaches and all the other shit they come up with here.
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[ No, he really isn't. The only thing he might really complain about is the lack of a proper firehouse in this place, but he doesn't know that yet. ]
Undead?
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[ Geez. Any more questions, guy? He should really be charging you for this. ]
As in should be dead, but ain't. They'll take a bite out of you too if you let 'em.
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And yes. Yes he has plenty more questions. ]
There's zombies here?
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Yeah, that's what a lot of people call 'em. They're around on special occasions. [ He looks at his watch. ] Look, I'd stand here forever, but I've gotta get to work. You drink?
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What's your name?
[ooc: shiiiit. sorry. my e-mail likes to bury tags. :C ]
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What's yours?
[ no worries! <3 ]
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[ At least he's got you pegged for a potential nickname. ]
Al Capone. Just Al.
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You're kidding, right?
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