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Tweak says, "...and don't call me Shirley"

Oliver. King. (cyprian) wrote in bellumlogs,
@ 2010-06-20 04:14:00

Entry tags:

dorian gray, plot: delta, plot: tempus

Who: Trenton & Isobel & [whomever would like to show their shining faces]
What: Post speakeasy-escape, reconvening on the street and then catching some warmth inside a local diner while plans are made.
Where: Chicago, 1929.
When: Late, nearing sunrise to after sunrise.
Warnings: N/A.
Notes: Like I said, if any of the escapees wants to join them, feel free. Or forever hold your peace.

It was too cold to hang out in the alley for any longer than necessary, besides one typically wanted to flee the scene of the crime, not rub elbows with the police. Trenton had spent many chilling winters in New York, but Chicago felt colder somehow. The wind seemed to take serious offense to them, and it whipped violently at the hem of Isobel's dress as Trenton led them to the sidewalk and quickly down the street.

He hadn't said anything, or encouraged her statement about them finding a place to stay. Trenton was silent as he helped her/pulled her down the sidewalk, suddenly thinking very heavily on the subject of money. He'd never really had to worry about money before, but the realization that credit cards probably didn't exist in 1929 was enough to make him feel a little ill. What was he.. supposed to do?

Isobel said that she had some money in her purse, but how much money could a woman be expected to keep on them? Besides, Isobel didn't even live on the Deluxe floor of Bellum -- how were they going to afford the Plaza or the Four Seasons with what she had in her purse? Trenton briefly cursed himself because now that he thought back on it, he was fairly certain that he'd seen that one redheaded cunt from P1 back at the speakeasy. She probably had a decent amount of money on her.

Wonderful, Dorian drawled. Now we're stuck with this wreck of a girl.

Trenton frowned, the cold finally getting to him enough that he gestured to the distant neon glow of a diner on the corner. "Let's warm up and figure out what the fuck we need to do."

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	twodays_slow 2010-06-22 06:20 am UTC (link)
	"But with no time," Theo felt compelled to move out. "There's no forward or back. We'd be stuck in a second, and wouldn't that be boring?" Time... the concern of the moment. Definitely something to think about. He took another, slightly pensive sip of his coffee. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

clowning
2010-06-22 06:25 am UTC (link)

"Of course there would be. Do not numbers exist without us having to know math? There are two cups on the table full of coffee, and two men sitting at one booth. Without us saying that mathematics exist, this would be a fact, or ... an interpretation. And so time would exist forward, here, and back, in one block. Or, at least that's what I believe. It would be boring living in a second. I can't imagine a second having any kind of sense of style as far as decorum goes--flighty, fickle, and cool and quick to go as a drop of april snow, as they are."

He suddenly felt hungry. How much money did he have in his pockets? He began rifling around in them with both of his hands, in each pocket, at the same time.

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	twodays_slow 2010-06-22 06:40 am UTC (link)
	Theo searched his pockets, as well, and drew out a twenty dollar bill. That didn't seem like it would go far at all, but twenty and twenty would go further for two than one twenty would go for one, he thought. "Would you like to conspire?" He beamed at his new friend. "Exploration isn't as much fun alone." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

clowning
2010-06-22 10:24 pm UTC (link)

"Of course I would."

Just near simultaneously did the both of them produce a twenty. He placed his between his index and fore, holding it up for Theo to see. It was noted inwardly that he'd had a lot more on him before this had all happened (the time warp, that is.) but, if this mass hallucination could make him move backward in the sea of time, despite its mightiest currents forward, well... perhaps he'd stumble upon where it was left.

"If we're stuck here, we should begin looking into business investments as soon as possible."

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