savetheearth | 001 ✰ { h a n d w r i t t e n }

[Tyler Vaughan. The name's written in bold black on a pinkish piece of paper, bigger than everything else as if to shame him further. Because it's not just a piece of paper. It's a goddamned ticket, and considering the charged fine at the bottom—which is ridiculously high for what he deems to be a very minor offense—he really doesn't need the whole finger pointing to remind him. The message overlapping his transgression has been scribbled carelessly, a sloppy note that gives very little room to guess just how irritated he is.

Figures he'd finally break the ice when he can barely handle himself thinking.]

Who the hell gets fined for jaywalking? $150. Are you fucking kidding me? That's pretty much half my pay for a whole damn week. ~~I don't f~~

[There's the beginning of another sentence below, scrawled through and unreadable—certainly another bout of indignation, skipped in favor of addressing a mild concern plaguing his mind.]

Probably wouldn't have happened if there weren't so many damn cops around. What's up with that anyway? Can't go anywhere without running into one.

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They seem to be on high alert at the moment, the police that is.

Sorry about that fine though, that's pretty outrageous.

Understatement of the year. There were no damn cars around. Makes you wonder what the hell happened, though. High alert for what?

Edited (ugh html) 2013-08-04 18:39 (UTC)

Maybe something is coming?

What? But I jaywalk all the time!

[Ouch, what an unfortunate ticket to get. Part of Richard pities him, but really, 5 seconds to have found a crosswalk wouldn't have killed him, either.]

The reason for their increase in number is unknown, however what is known that they have been told to closely watch for suspicious activity. It would be wise to consider using marked crosswalks until further notice.

[ Nice chicken scratch, kid. Nevermind that though; who the hell gets caught jaywalking? Poor kid. Tristan feels bad for him, but not enough to keep the tight, twisted grin off his face and the chuckle from tumbling free. Typical Tyler. Schedules, lock outs, run ins with tightly wound cops... –heh yeah, fits in nicely with Tyler's habitual need to cause a commotion. But anyway; Tristan here is currently seated at a computer, so when he replies, it's in a clean, crisp line of text. Simple and straight to the point with a— ]

That's what happens when you break the law. [ Too bad. So sad. ]

Sure. Rub it in, why don't you. Tch. [Yes, he's crabby and snapping. But that's $150 he's just lost for something he's always done, too.] Should've stayed home, that's what.

And they waste their time fining jaywalkers? Yeah, that sounds pretty productive.

[You never know. Okay, no, but. SIGH.]

Then maybe someone should tell them to watch for actual suspicious activity. They've never cared before, so why now, when there's obviously more important shit to do. Shit they aren't doing.

[YOU DID NOT JUST CALL HIM KID TWICE IN THE SPAN OF TWO SECONDS. Tristan. Count your blessings that he can't read your mind, although deep down, were he not so ridiculously aggravated, he'd probably laugh, too. But he doesn't, because he's tired and snappy and he indignantly, inwardly argues that he has every right to be.]

No shit. As if you've never jaywalked in your entire long life. [Get off his back, old geezer. Why does everyone keeps reminding him of what he already knows?]

Edited (i'll never escape the edit button) 2013-08-04 19:26 (UTC)

They must be on edge, or suspicious?

Did the policeman who fined you seem different in any way?

Aside from being an asshole, you mean? Not really. He looked kinda bored, if anything. Guess I came just in time.

Strange.

Sorry about the ticket though, I better be careful where I walk from now on!

And why should we care about your inability to cross a street? This isn't traffic court.

Or maybe I was just too pissed to notice. There were a lot of them though, that's for sure. More than I've ever seen. Guess you should be careful, yeah.

Edited 2013-08-04 20:09 (UTC)

[ BUT THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE, KID. Anyway. Is that meant to be an insult? Whatever happened to Tyler thinking him twenty-two? First he'd seemed young, now he's old – oh well, Tristan isn't all that concerned with Tyler's continuous ~~bitch~~ fits and instead, he settles on something still considerably light-mannered. ]

Trying to get me to confess to a crime on a public forum? [ Relatively public forum anyway. ] Nice try but you're not dragging me down with you.

And where the hell did you read that I wanted anyone to care? I'm more concerned about the insane amount of cops around, I don't give a shit what you think of my walking skills. [.........or lack thereof, anyway.]

Then perhaps next time you shouldn't tantrum about it like a toddler on a public network. You're hardly going to get any answers about an apparently more serious inquiry (one that was tacked on as an afterthought, it seems) if you prove quite thoroughly beforehand that you're incapable of emotional restraint as well as walking.

[NO. NO IT'S NOT!! Except right now, it pretty much is. He doesn't get pissed often—frustrated, sure—but when he does... Well. This is what it sounds like. Painfully ridiculous, and apparently amusing, if that grin of yours is any indication 8|]

Whatever. [There's no need, really. He already knows that you broke the law, at least once. Which he's still pretty grateful for, and that's why he won't bring it up.] Do you know how helpful you are? Not very. I'm still gonna have to pay that fine.

Edited (OKAY SERIOUSLY!!!!!!!!) 2013-08-04 20:07 (UTC)

[ Often? This is just about how Tyler is every time Tristan bumps into him. Huh. He's got to wonder how the kid is when he isn't on the defensive, thinking everyone is out to get him. Oh well, maybe some day, seeing as Tyler is quickly developing a constant presence in Tristan's life.

Boy, isn't he lucky? ]

You've got a court date, don't you? [ Shut up Tyler; Tristan helps when he's good and ready to. ]

Okay, look. I didn't ask for a life lesson, either. I dunno what you're trying to accomplish here but I'm pretty sure you'd make a good job being a smartass elsewhere. So why don't you go and do that, and I'll just stay here and bask in my flaws. [...sob.]

Why should I when you're making such an easy job of it right here? If you didn't want anyone giving you a less than optimal reaction then perhaps you should have recorded this in an angst-filled diary.

[EXCUSE YOU. He can be nice ~~and adorable~~ don't even try. It just so happens that something goes wrong every time you're around. And yet it doesn't tarnish the opinion or the odd sort of respect he's got for you. So all in all? Yup. Totally lucky. It's kind of a rite of passage, you see. You go through all this crap and then bam, here's a shiny.

Here's one now. Sort of. He's calmer, anyway.] Yeah. And not going isn't an option, I know.

Funny you'd say that. It's what I originally planned on doing, and then I realized that the one I keep was already full. Kind of a bummer, really.

What a surprise. You could always carve it into your back, in that case, assuming that you don't have some greater shame already taking up space there.

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