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Jamie Sheppard | National Security (absolutecontrol) wrote in forgotten_past,
@ 2010-11-12 13:06:00

Entry tags:

highways, national security

I've been and done it again, the vacant lies you sell me on haphazard views, anticipated abuse.
Who: Highways (the_long_road) & National Security (absolutecontrol)
What: Pleased to meet you.
Where: Somewhere in the USA
When: Autumn, 1945
Warnings: None

America, America. Land of the brave and free. The air smelt different, the people liked to talk and talk and talk some more. Everyone was very friendly on the surface. State Security had become National Security, adapting to the new circumstances without kicking the bucket this time. He was delighted.

After meeting the 'important' ones - meaning politicians - he set out to meet the rest of this strange land's manifested concepts. Today, the one called Highways was on his list. Setting one foot before the other, he walked down one of the long straight asphalt roads. Occasionally, he would stop to admire the landscape. Vast open space, the kind one didn't encounter in Western Europe anymore.

"Beautiful." So much nature and fresh air were practically begging for a tiny bit of pollution which National Security promptly provided by lighting a cigarette. "Very beautiful."

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the_long_road
2010-11-12 08:02 pm UTC (link)

He was growing by leaps and bounds. Old dirt trails full of pits and wheels ruts had been paved over evened out and made smooth. Where there was once a bare foot, dusty and gangly boy there was now a gawky, gangly slightly rumpled young man. Progress and war alike had re-shaped Highways.

If he was perturbed by any of the recent changes it didn't show. As always it was one foot in front of the other. Keep walking, keep saying hello to people along the way. He didn't run out and immediately greet any of the new ideas, the recent concepts that had been given faces in the world's conflict. He was content to leave these encounters to chance.

So his surprise was genuine when he all but walked into National Security.

"'scuse me, sir!"

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absolutecontrol
2010-11-15 03:46 pm UTC (link)

National Security didn't move, didn't sway, didn't acknowledge the other deity's presence or the fact that it had bumped into him - made physical contact - at all. Highways' words hung in the air until they didn't and National Security blew a steady stream of smoke after them.

"Gladly," he said, turning around to face the god of roads and travellers. Not quite what he'd expected appearance-wise but that didn't stop the smile from surfacing. People liked to smile in this part of the world, put stock into friendliness and semi-false warmth, too, so he ought to try that as well if he wanted to fit in.

"It's a good day for a walk, isn't it?"

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the_long_road
2010-11-15 08:31 pm UTC (link)

Highways did not like this god's smile. Did not like the false pretenses it conveyed. Young as he was naive as he appeared to be the god of the road was not stupid. He couldn't read people's minds, didn't know what they were feeling but he did have a sixth sense, a little warning bell in the back of his head that gave a jingle on a occasion.

Right now it felt like someone was ringing a church bell between his ears.

Still, he saw no reason to be rude or run with his proverbial tail tucked between his legs (yet). He chalked it up to unfamiliarity and after a moment's hesitation returned the smile with a crooked one of his own.

"Yes, sir. It sure is, sir. Sun on your back and the wind on your face. It's gosh darn perfect, sir. "

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