trinities: (bothering you for my own amusement)
Nena Trinity ([personal profile] trinities) wrote2009-12-01 07:48 pm

35. [ RL with Michael ]

[ They didn't go to one of the big cities, security was too high there these days-- at least in the good sections-- and even though their names and faces weren't known to the media, better safe than sorry. After all, if Nena got into a fistfight with someone over a sale rack, which had definitely never happened ever before ever, small-town cops were much preferred to a trained military police force, especially since they had no identification papers to speak of.

So they went to a middling-sized town in California, Nena spreading her arms wide and spinning herself around as they entered the local mall. She was wearing jeans and a plain T-shirt, thanks to alignment!nena throwing away anything remotely cute or flattering, but still managed to look happy as anything ]

God, I can't wait to get into some clothes that let me breathe!

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-04 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Scares some old lady out of a seat and plonks down with a sigh next to where she's trying on shoes.]

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-04 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[sorry sis but BRB DYING OF LAUGHTER.] Serves you right.

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-04 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[Still laughing here 8)] Yeah, yeah. Just get some and let's go already.

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-04 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[Michael just shoots her a look that plainly says 'well, duh']

Are you getting those? [And no, of course that isn't impatience in his tone.]

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-04 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[And this look clearly reads 'keep dreaming because like hell that's ever gonna happen'.] Fuck no. I'll leave that to you.

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-04 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[Still glaring.] Fuck you! I don't-- [He cuts himself off as his brain catches up to his mouth.] Nice try, sis.

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-04 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Food. [There isn't a question in Michael's mind as to which one to choose. If he never sees another clothes store, it'll be too soon.

And he still doesn't trust Nena's intentions.]

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-05 12:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[Why is it that the word 'no' seems to disappear from his vocabulary where his sister is concerned?

He takes the bags with a sigh and trails after her, glad to be taking a break from this nightmare.]

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-06 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Tell me about it. [Michael may have been back in space for less time that Nena, but he had spent most of his life up there so it did feel weird to not be floating around.]

Where do you wanna eat?

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-08 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
[He shrugs] Probably. Let's go. [He doesn't really mind where they eat as long as he gets some food. He's starving.]

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-08 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
If you don't know then let me order; I know what I want.

[identity profile] bare-my-fangs.livejournal.com 2009-12-08 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
Good. [Turns to the cashier person.] I want a big mac meal, a chicker burger meal, and a quarter pounder meal. With twenty chicken nuggets on the side. [Considers for a few seconds.] Better make those large too. And I want a coke to drink.

[Well, he did say that he was hungry.]