"... Hey Jeff, there's a guy approaching us."
"Looks like that. You know him, Jake?"
"Newp. Never seen him round. But damn, his clothes are sharp."
"Nah, not really. He looks too old for that."
"Like you're one to talk, Roddy! With your 400 years and still rockin' our scene." Laughter went through the small group of punks as they eyed the approaching newcomer, lighting up a cigarette each. The smallest one, Jake, kept shifting his weight from one side to the other, his gaze always glancing at the tallest one of them. It was a fairie with an unnaturally pale green skin - there were rumours going around that he had paid tons of money for bleaching himself. As Jake looked at him, a mixture of respect and mistrust went through him.
"Say, Donny, don't you find this guy... uh..."
"Interesting?" The fairy ended the sentence for his friend, pouting a little as he thought. "Maybe. Maybe not. Let's see what he's going to do." His kunckles cracked faintly, making the other three step back a little. Donny surely wasn't in a bright mood today. That newcomer better not be a disappointment.
Said newcomer walked up calmy on them, his gaze wandering quickly over the their faces - or was it actually fixated on the faint glow of their cigarettes? Either way, Jeff didn't like the feel the newcomer's eyes awoke. It was uncomfortable, appalling even - and so did Roddy feel. Jake, however, raised his eyebrows in curiousity, wondering what he was up to. The newcomer lifted his head a little now, looking directly at Donny. The fairie returned the gaze indifferently, taking his cigarette down and releasing the smoke slowly.
"Everything and nothing." The newcomer had put his hands into his pockets, his gaze still on Donny. "Just had a question for you."
"Then shoot. Maybe I'll answer." Putting the cigarette back between his lips, the fairie still watched the other.
"Well... Just a small thing." The newcomer started to move one arm, shoving the coat back a little to reach a small paquet, pulling out a white and brown thin object. Flipping it once and brushing briskly over both ends, he took the cigarette between two fingers and seemed to be holding it forward slightly. "Could I have a light?" The surprised gaze he received made him smile a little. "That is, if you'd be so nice as to give me one."
"Sure thing." Jake held up a lighter until the head of the cigarette started gleaming. A nod of appreciation came from the new one as he took the first pull, suspiciously watched by the other punks around him. Donny put down his cigarette, crossing his arms. Roddy and Jeff ware no longer in hostile postures, more in a curious one.
"What's your name?"
"Interesting name." Donny smirked, a rarity. "Almost as interesting as you."
"Thanks." Zeo returned the smile, now turning his attention to the other punks and asking about them - and soon, they were up and talking. Much to Zeo's favor, as he had been out to distract any suspicions raised against him. Especially the LEP officers on the plaza, of whom he was sure that one was following him. Then again, it wasn't too surprising as he had had very peculiar company just a few minutes ago.
... Oh the horror of that Chipmunk-mask.
"Got them in my sight." Evan followed Charsi and Sam from a distance, his fingers pushing people aside. "They seem to be talking, but I can't figure out what. You don't happen to have a lip-reading program on your systems, Jessie?"
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