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[strikeraid]

WHO: Skyler (strikeraid) and YOU. And some of you in particular.
WHEN: Saturday, February 1st (with one backdate to January 31st because I forgot I had plans whoops). Various times throughout the day!
WHERE: Various locations around the business district unless otherwise indicated.
WHAT: The Blood Key has a day off. He will never want a day off again after this.
WARNINGS: Innocent hairfluffings that lead to extremely gory consequences, running into old high school bullies (but not in the way you'd expect). General warning for Skyler being himself.

[A] [ Friday, 4 pm, Text message to Killian's phone: Closed! ]

hey are you still down for the shooting range thing
i think i'm free today

[ /Friday, 4 pm, Text message to Killian's phone: Closed! ]

[ What with the recent gang-wide announcement to lay low and reduce their presence for a while, Skyler has found himself with his first Saturday off from general delinquency in quite a while! Let's see how he spends his magical day off. ]

[B] [ 12 noon to 2 pm: Open! ]

[ Skyler is going around with his regular clothes on and shades abandoned in favor of his brown contacts. He hasn't had a Saturday off in a long time, and he intends to make the most of it. With Arielle over at a friend's house this weekend and his chores done, he's taking the chance for a walk around the city. Feel free to catch him while he's looking around the Bohemian District, cutting through the Forest Park, and walking through the mall looking for new stores and landmarks. He'll be on foot the entire time, so if a stray echo happens to catch your character by surprise, it'll be the work of a moment to catch up to the source again! Just don't press too hard on the topic. Right, Neku? ]

[ /12 noon to 2 pm: Open! ]

[C] [ 2 pm to 5 pm-ish: Closed to Karl (flamberge)! ]

[ Doot doot doot, just cutting through the Business District on the way to Japantown. He really doesn't have any other business here; he does cut through here sometimes to get to school, but that's only when he misses his usual bus. God bless the public transportation system.

... Hold on, that is a very familiar head of red hair at that Starbucks. Mr. Locke? He opens his mouth to greet him, but... he's coming up from behind, right? Maybe he can give him a little surprise while he's at it. He slows his approach to Karl's table, making very little noise, careful to stay dead behind him... ]

[ /2 pm to 5 pm-ish: Closed to Karl! ]

[D] [ 5 pm-ish to 6 pm-ish: Open! ]

[ He's just making a quick trip into and back out of Japantown, but again, free echoes to anyone who happens to pass by him! If you catch him closer to 6 pm, he'll have a bag of groceries on him. EVIL GROCERIES. ]

[ /5 pm-ish to 6 pm-ish: Open! ]

[E] [ 7 pm: Closed to Arlene (twelfthspark)! ]

[ Today has been the longest ass day, and Skyler is in line to get himself a beef Crunchwrap Supreme because he god damn deserves it. If he runs into one more person, he's liable to rip their head off. For right now, he's standing in line and checking his phone, studiously ignoring everyone. Good luck grabbing his attention... ]

[ /7 pm: Closed to Arlene! ]

[[ ooc: as always, meeting skyler will count as a passive meeting with a blood key if you haven't gotten a blood key echo yet! i will be a bit busy all day today, but my activity should pick up tomorrow. thank you for your patience! ]]

Comments

[twelfthspark]

[She looks down at him, her tone thoroughly condescending.]

Well, duh. Anyone can see that.

[This puts her in an awkward spot, and she hates those. She has an image to maintain and it doesn't include hauling dumb drunk kids off the sidewalk, but what kind of heartless jerk would just let him sit in the slush?

After a brief pause, she reaches for him. A spark leaps from her outstretched fingertips with an audible zap, and she recoils in surprise with a muttered oath.]

[strikeraid]

[ Skyler jerks away from the spark - oh shit, that triggers another Echo - and this time he has to grab at his head because it's another one of those memories. The ones with the white walls, the ones that always give him headaches that push up right behind his eyes. He groans a little. One he could brush off, albeit uneasily. Two in a row? His head is exploding. ]

What the fuck did you want from me? [ His voice is really strained now. He'd sound drunk if it wasn't for a little hint of terrified clarity behind his words. [

haha whoops I didn't even mean to trigger him that time

[twelfthspark]

[Arlene takes a step back, her hands raised in a "see? I'm unarmed" gesture.]

Nothing, sheesh. I don't know what you're so freaked out about, I didn't even do anything.

[Well, anything intentional. She looks at her hand in confusion.]

skyler's life is just difficult and he's a whiny baby

[strikeraid]

[ Ok, breathing now. Besides one last echo (that is blessedly non white wall related and completely terrifying in another way), it seems to be over. He didn't hurl, and he's not randomly crying. Overall, that could've gone much worse.

He breathes in deeply, holds his breath, and lets it go. Right. Back to reality. His butt is sopping with ice cold water as he gets back up, swaying a little as reverbs from the migraines fade away. ]

No, you didn't. [ His voice is a lot clearer as he steels himself and turns around, giving her a cautious onceover. Her hair is sticking up a little, but not in the way he expected. No Echoes this time. It seems like it's over. ]

Do me a favor and stay away from me anyway. Kay? [ He scoops his grocery back up from where he dropped it and walks off towards the sidewalk and away. ]

[twelfthspark]

'Kay.

[She stares after him for a moment before deciding it's not really worth pursuing further and going back into Taco Bell.

At least the line's cleared out.]