Mr. Orange (Freddy Newendyke) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
orangetoughguy) wrote2010-08-05 05:20 am
orangetoughguy) wrote2010-08-05 05:20 am
Entry tags:
log post II
third person narrative, action bracket spam, anything goes
log post I | log post II | log post III
third person narrative, action bracket spam, anything goes
log post I | log post II | log post III
I got pockets.
[For grenades that is. No worries at all because they're not the pull pin sort. Army issued so they're meant for travel he figures.]
Well. I say we save the selling for another day.
[He takes a draw of his cigarette. He may not be talking about it but...the ol' bear feels worn out.]
Ready to head out?
[Clunk. The lid is back on the crate.]
[For grenades that is. No worries at all because they're not the pull pin sort. Army issued so they're meant for travel he figures.]
Well. I say we save the selling for another day.
[He takes a draw of his cigarette. He may not be talking about it but...the ol' bear feels worn out.]
Ready to head out?
[Clunk. The lid is back on the crate.]
[He's got two grenades in hand.] Way ahead of you.
[Pocketing. Talk about awkward but no doubt this is how crooks do it. Cops get a kit belt, something Freddy doesn't have in this world.] Let's go.
[Pocketing. Talk about awkward but no doubt this is how crooks do it. Cops get a kit belt, something Freddy doesn't have in this world.] Let's go.
Say g'night.
[To all of those pretty weapons. Larry's got the door, holding it open like a gentleman. If such gentleman have six guns on them.]
That a grenade in your pocket or--?
[To all of those pretty weapons. Larry's got the door, holding it open like a gentleman. If such gentleman have six guns on them.]
That a grenade in your pocket or--?
[Freddy walks on through first because he happens to enjoy it when Larry wants to be a gent, even when this gent cracks a corny joke.]
If you wanted me to blow you away you could just ask.
If you wanted me to blow you away you could just ask.
I think you just did.
[Ear to ear grin before he sucks down the very last of his cigarette. He turns out the light and shuts the door.]
[Ear to ear grin before he sucks down the very last of his cigarette. He turns out the light and shuts the door.]
[Since he's the driver Larry takes the long way to the shop. He tried to find the best looking place.]
We should be there soon.
[Buddy Holly on the radio to make things even more cheery. All the kid knows is that they're going someplace and it's urgent.]
We should be there soon.
[Buddy Holly on the radio to make things even more cheery. All the kid knows is that they're going someplace and it's urgent.]
What is it?
[Freddy asks for the third time because he knows a surprise when he sees it...or well...anticipates it...something like that.]
[Freddy asks for the third time because he knows a surprise when he sees it...or well...anticipates it...something like that.]
You'll see. You'll see. Keep your shirt on.
[Parking now, though they gotta walk up the street. The old man enjoys keeping the guy guessing. What can he say? It makes all the planning worth while.]
Get out.
[They're in front of a dry cleaners. Is the kid still guessing? He should be.]
[Parking now, though they gotta walk up the street. The old man enjoys keeping the guy guessing. What can he say? It makes all the planning worth while.]
Get out.
[They're in front of a dry cleaners. Is the kid still guessing? He should be.]
[His shirt is still on, just worn unbuttoned over his wifebeater. When they stop in front of a dry cleaners Freddy just has to ask...]
You want me to do the laundry? We got units at home you know.
[No, Newendyke. This is a dry cleaners not a laundromat. Duh. Don't say the kid doesn't have his blonde moments.]
You want me to do the laundry? We got units at home you know.
[No, Newendyke. This is a dry cleaners not a laundromat. Duh. Don't say the kid doesn't have his blonde moments.]
[Casual, clean and not at all dressed for work. Even dry cleaners have workers that look a little more together. Though when you're a rough trade hustler type, you don't need a daily grind.]
No. [Larry shuts the door and adjusts his sunglasses.]
Come on.
[Push to get him into motion on the sidewalk.]
We're not there just yet.
No. [Larry shuts the door and adjusts his sunglasses.]
Come on.
[Push to get him into motion on the sidewalk.]
We're not there just yet.
[Oof. He gives Larry another look, not so much for the push than for the way he's going about this surprise. The suspense is killing the kid, can the old man see it on his face?]
Okay okay.
[After another split second.] Don't I get a hint?
Okay okay.
[After another split second.] Don't I get a hint?
[Oh he an. All the same he is very tempted to take him around the block at least once before going in. He won't though. That's just too fucking much. This one is just right.]
A hint. Huh.
[What to say that won't give it away.]
You can carry it.
[A tune and a guitar. Ha! Larry does his best not to laugh about it. Three more establishments to pass.]
A hint. Huh.
[What to say that won't give it away.]
You can carry it.
[A tune and a guitar. Ha! Larry does his best not to laugh about it. Three more establishments to pass.]
....So you brought me out here to be your bag bitch?
[Toucan play at that game, lucky for Larry the bird didn't accompany them on this trip.]
[Toucan play at that game, lucky for Larry the bird didn't accompany them on this trip.]
[Sam wouldn't be helpful picking out the right kinda guitar for the kid. That's the bottom line. And that Larry said they were going someplace that wasn't made for toucans.]
That's not the reason for the trip.
[It just happens sometimes. That's all.]
Woah there, cowboy. We're here.
[In front of the music store.]
That's not the reason for the trip.
[It just happens sometimes. That's all.]
Woah there, cowboy. We're here.
[In front of the music store.]
Edited 2011-06-11 08:39 (UTC)
[Okay well color him still curious and that feeling of curiousness hasn't gone down a bit. When they do stop again the kid tilts his gaze from the windows to the store sign then back to the windows. Really? Green focuses on brown.]
What is it?
[Don't be stupid, Newendyke. You're a cop, you know.]
What is it?
[Don't be stupid, Newendyke. You're a cop, you know.]
A store.
[Larry puts his hands on his hips pushing his open coat back past his hips.]
We gotta go in. I think you need to find somethin' in there.
[No, he's not gonna hold the door this time but come on. The kid has to be putting the pieces together.]
[Larry puts his hands on his hips pushing his open coat back past his hips.]
We gotta go in. I think you need to find somethin' in there.
[No, he's not gonna hold the door this time but come on. The kid has to be putting the pieces together.]
[Oh he's putting the pieces together, yep. It's the disbelief he needs to swallow.]
Are you sure?
[What a dumb question, but the enthusiasm, excitement, and a little shyness are creeping into his mildly freckled face. Freddy waits a second before getting the door himself to scuttle in.]
Are you sure?
[What a dumb question, but the enthusiasm, excitement, and a little shyness are creeping into his mildly freckled face. Freddy waits a second before getting the door himself to scuttle in.]
Positive.
[Following but not too close. For appearances and because Larry wants the kid to find out which one he wants all on his own. There's only one thing he can find.
A long haired son of a gun gives them what might be a greeting if he opened his mouth wider.]
Thanks. Just lookin' for me.
[Following but not too close. For appearances and because Larry wants the kid to find out which one he wants all on his own. There's only one thing he can find.
A long haired son of a gun gives them what might be a greeting if he opened his mouth wider.]
Thanks. Just lookin' for me.
Oh man...
[Freddy feels like a kid again looking over all the instruments, the gear, some he recognizes and some that don't even seem like it's from planet earth. Don't get too excited though, Newendyke, or that long hair's gonna try and rip you off. Of course, maybe that's the other reason Larry's here.]
Will you look at this? [Fender, Gibson, Rickenbacker.]
[Freddy feels like a kid again looking over all the instruments, the gear, some he recognizes and some that don't even seem like it's from planet earth. Don't get too excited though, Newendyke, or that long hair's gonna try and rip you off. Of course, maybe that's the other reason Larry's here.]
Will you look at this? [Fender, Gibson, Rickenbacker.]
Which one catches your eye?
[He leans just so that these words are for Freddy and Freddy alone.]
Pick one. Go ahead.
[Lawrence Dimick, the voice of temptation....or something.]
[He leans just so that these words are for Freddy and Freddy alone.]
Pick one. Go ahead.
[Lawrence Dimick, the voice of temptation....or something.]
[For the record that would make Larry the serpent and Freddy Eve...that just won't do, unless he goes by Steve and Freddy Newendyke don't look like no Steve. Pick one though, which? Would getting a bass just like his old one be the same as clinging to the past? That issue was with his father and getting a clone isn't going to resolve it or make him feel better. Getting something different would mark this occasion as strictly between the old man and himself. Something memorable. The kid would like that very much.]
I'm gonna take a while.
[Freddy warns except at the same time his hands go for a Rickenbacker 4001, c. 1986. It carries a not too high price tag, but it definitely ain't cheap.]
I'm gonna take a while.
[Freddy warns except at the same time his hands go for a Rickenbacker 4001, c. 1986. It carries a not too high price tag, but it definitely ain't cheap.]
[In the Biblical sense he would be a serpent, it's true. Bears can't do that though? Even cunning ones? Larry is smarter than the average bear.]
Take your time, babe.
[He's able to breathe it quiet enough for only the man to hear. Price shouldn't be an object. Not right now. After all, it's a fucking surprise. Also the kid is getting plenty of use off of their grenade sale.]
Take your time, babe.
[He's able to breathe it quiet enough for only the man to hear. Price shouldn't be an object. Not right now. After all, it's a fucking surprise. Also the kid is getting plenty of use off of their grenade sale.]
[Oh he's cunning enough, after all he led this fox-faced hound on a chase. Also those words don't go unnoticed, fff. Green eyes narrow with a bit of slyness at brown ones before he waves at the long haired dude.]
I'm gonna hook this up.
[To which the guy over there shrugs like it ain't no thing. He's not your average salesman cause this is no average music store in an average city. After finding the amp the kid takes his time setting it up. He hasn't done this in forever, it shows by the way he looks at every port and switch longer than he needs to. Okay, this side goes in here that side goes in there...]
I'm gonna hook this up.
[To which the guy over there shrugs like it ain't no thing. He's not your average salesman cause this is no average music store in an average city. After finding the amp the kid takes his time setting it up. He hasn't done this in forever, it shows by the way he looks at every port and switch longer than he needs to. Okay, this side goes in here that side goes in there...]
[The salesman...if he is actually interested in selling...looks like the deadbeat brother of Shaggy, the groovy slacker with the herky, jerky coward of a Great Dane. Larry shrugs to himself. Everybody's got a job. And the product practically sells itself anyway. Someone's gotta keep the air moving in the room and make sure none of the merch leaves with the standard Dimick discount.
Oh ho! Freddy found something. He tries not to look too amused as he's flipping through sheet music books. No, he can't read it just the lyrics.]
Is it the right kinda weight?
[That's part of the choosing process right? At least that's one of the elements when the old man is looking for a weapon.]
Oh ho! Freddy found something. He tries not to look too amused as he's flipping through sheet music books. No, he can't read it just the lyrics.]
Is it the right kinda weight?
[That's part of the choosing process right? At least that's one of the elements when the old man is looking for a weapon.]
[Snort. The kid waves a hand at the old man.] Weight's nothing but a number. This is Geddy Lee's gear of choice.
[At least he didn't say the price tag ain't nothin' but a number. As if that matters to Lawrence Dimick but anyway. Pluck pluck, bawm bum. The bass croons, the sound sends a shiver up his fingertips and down his spine. Suddenly Freddy Newendyke's not just a cop except on the side of the brass he knows he's a decent cop. Not so much a bass player.]
[At least he didn't say the price tag ain't nothin' but a number. As if that matters to Lawrence Dimick but anyway. Pluck pluck, bawm bum. The bass croons, the sound sends a shiver up his fingertips and down his spine. Suddenly Freddy Newendyke's not just a cop except on the side of the brass he knows he's a decent cop. Not so much a bass player.]
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