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
They're okay. They don't do much if you talk to'em though. I like company.
[That's not...a subtle remark or anything. Honestly.]
[That's not...a subtle remark or anything. Honestly.]
[She's not early - in fact she's pretty late, because she didn't know if she wanted to come at all, but here she is, and she stops in front of the hospital and considers not going in at all.
It's the pause that makes her spot Mr. Nameless.]
I thought yeh liked blood on the outside.
It's the pause that makes her spot Mr. Nameless.]
I thought yeh liked blood on the outside.
Me too.
[His smile could easily be about the weather, the occasion, something like that to anyone else who doesn't know any better. That one is for you, kiddo.
Off the wall hypothetical talk is all part of the Freddy experience.]
[His smile could easily be about the weather, the occasion, something like that to anyone else who doesn't know any better. That one is for you, kiddo.
Off the wall hypothetical talk is all part of the Freddy experience.]
[A little bit of time passing leads to said kiddo stretched out in the boat again, arms tired from rowing as their vessel just floats on by. He doesn't have a line out this time, letting the old man do all the fishing for them. There's some music playing too, not far but not right next to them either. They must be close to the Palace.]
You hear that?
You hear that?
Hah hah. Real funny.
[Freddy streams smoke from his nose.]
What're you doin' here?
[Freddy streams smoke from his nose.]
What're you doin' here?
Yeah I do.
[The sun is disappearing more and more behind the buildings. Some streets have more light than others but the lanterns are on. Rather nice with the purple hues seeping into the golden reds.]
What do you say we disembark awhile?
[Night fishing doesn't sound as enjoyable as taking advantage of the dark. The closer they drift, the more audible the music becomes.]
[The sun is disappearing more and more behind the buildings. Some streets have more light than others but the lanterns are on. Rather nice with the purple hues seeping into the golden reds.]
What do you say we disembark awhile?
[Night fishing doesn't sound as enjoyable as taking advantage of the dark. The closer they drift, the more audible the music becomes.]
Sure. Where?
[He looks over at Larry, riding the same wavelength but not completely wanting to say it in the event they aren't riding the same wavelength and one is being more sentimental than the other.]
[He looks over at Larry, riding the same wavelength but not completely wanting to say it in the event they aren't riding the same wavelength and one is being more sentimental than the other.]
[Oh right she works here. Freddy shrugs.]
Havin' a smoke. What's it look like?
Havin' a smoke. What's it look like?
[Where indeed.]
There.
[He points to what almost looks like a dead end. The waterway street ends, the sidewalk continues beyond in a small alleyway. There's even a fire hydrant to anchor their vessel.
Larry turns their radio off so that the music can flow. Sounds pretty close.]
There.
[He points to what almost looks like a dead end. The waterway street ends, the sidewalk continues beyond in a small alleyway. There's even a fire hydrant to anchor their vessel.
Larry turns their radio off so that the music can flow. Sounds pretty close.]
[Really? That's odd. Of course he obliges, Eden only looks small she's no minor. Besides Freddy's not one to talk, having been smoking since he was in highschool.]
Do you usually smoke?
[Have a light courtesy of Freddy too.]
Do you usually smoke?
[Have a light courtesy of Freddy too.]
Okay. [He gets his oar back out to paddle their way towards the hydrant, slow and leisurely. Freddy loops the tube chain around it--did you think he was going to settle for an old fashioned rope? Boats are a hot commodity today, no way is he gonna risk it. It's like college kids who are advised to lock their bikes cause the cops aren't gonna waste their time looking for one that wasn't even locked down.]
After you.
[Freddy gestures, age before beauty again. He's trying to make out the song playing but doesn't recognize it just yet.]
After you.
[Freddy gestures, age before beauty again. He's trying to make out the song playing but doesn't recognize it just yet.]
Why today?
[It's a valid question because yeah he's gonna play that game; he'll find out what's eating her before he'll share what's eating him.]
[It's a valid question because yeah he's gonna play that game; he'll find out what's eating her before he'll share what's eating him.]
What do they do to you in there? Run you ragged?
[It's not a trick question, honest.]
[It's not a trick question, honest.]
[Not even Newendyke sort of cops? Harsh world. Larry remembers the day one of his bikes went missing. Well, missing as in purloined by the only person who knew the combination. That's how people lose things. You live and learn. And you carry firearms to protect what's yours.]
Thanks fella.
[Oh shit. Is that David Bowie? He's suggesting they put on their red shoes and dance the blues. Larry steps onto solid ground, then offers up his hand to Freddy.]
Thanks fella.
[Oh shit. Is that David Bowie? He's suggesting they put on their red shoes and dance the blues. Larry steps onto solid ground, then offers up his hand to Freddy.]
[Okay. Freddy pulls his smoke down almost to the filter.]
Something up?
Something up?
[Even a Newendyke. Come on when he was young one of the best ways to exert ownership over a bike was to never let it get stolen or to get it back. This seems to be one of the things they both agree on...juvenile street justice.
Anyway. The kid looks at that hand, follows it up along a wildcat to a firm arm and shoulder connected to a thick neck and a warm face. Freddy accepts, giving a pull to get out of the boat. It does sound like Bowie.]
Must be that party.
[Party is an understatement if those announcements for the Palace Ball were any indication.]
Anyway. The kid looks at that hand, follows it up along a wildcat to a firm arm and shoulder connected to a thick neck and a warm face. Freddy accepts, giving a pull to get out of the boat. It does sound like Bowie.]
Must be that party.
[Party is an understatement if those announcements for the Palace Ball were any indication.]
[Interesting. He flicks his cigarette on the ground to rub it out...only to pick it up off the floor after catching a stone cold scowl from one of the ladies working inside. Yeah he'll toss it in the trash now.]
Yeah you'd think a doctor'd be way more careful about that kind of thing.
[He means the allergic reaction, except Freddy doesn't have all the details on what happened to him exactly, however he's not about to imply the age thing either.]
Yeah you'd think a doctor'd be way more careful about that kind of thing.
[He means the allergic reaction, except Freddy doesn't have all the details on what happened to him exactly, however he's not about to imply the age thing either.]
I think I'm missin' something here.
[Freddy looks around just to make sure they can keep this conversation to themselves.]
[Freddy looks around just to make sure they can keep this conversation to themselves.]
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