RP: To Cross the Line Characters: Chase, Rain Time/Date: Noon, June 14 Location: the OK Corral behind the hardware store Warnings/Rating: Chase's mouth, possible violence Summary: Chase mans up and proves himself, or something Status: Dropped
Chase saw the note from the doctor this morning, he'd been less than thrilled. Mutant rats? What the fuck ever. He'd wandered around the town and the mall and killed some time before heading to the place he'd agreed to meet Rain. He wasn't sure she'd show up, if only because he assumed she'd assume he was lying.
Passing between the convenience store and the hardware store, he saw the numbers painted on both. What the hell was that even about? He'd seen that in the note, too, and he figured it was just another one of their tricks.
Still, he'd committed the numbers to memory as he strolled on past them. Wandering to where the line was, he shoved his hands into his pockets and waited to see if anyone at all was going to show up.
Once they got there ... he'd have to decide whether or not he actually wanted to cross the line. He didn't completely buy their 'something bad would happen' story, but there was the little seed that had been planted. But if he had an audience, he'd have to cross it ...