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Idris Khalid|| Σήθ (Set/Seth/Sutekh) ([info]counterbalance) wrote in [info]paxletalelogs,
@ 2011-09-25 00:55:00
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they see me joggin', they hatin'
Who: Tanya and Idris
What: Sneaking out to avoid having to interact with human beings, Tanya goes for a morning jog along the lovely sidewalks of Newport Beach. Idris is already there, five steps ahead of her. Plan ruined.
Where: In front of the Pax apartments, and then down on the corner along the sidewalks? of good ol' NB. You know, a scenic sort of jogging route. Maybe they'll end up at a park. Or maybe Tanya will zoom away to think mean thoughts at a place far away from Idris.
When: 5:30ish A.M., September 24th
Warnings: TBA
Notes: Guest appearance by Ron Perlman, sort of--because Fabio is so last month.

The day was beautiful and had only yet begun. A brisk jog to start his day seemed like a pretty good idea, and Idris had dressed for the occasion; clad in simple, black jogging pants with a red, light jacket pulled on over a black tank, he crouched down in the apartment lobby to double check his shoelaces. Not that they really needed tightening, but having to stop and retie his shoes mid-jog would only slow him down.

Strolling out of the building, he took a deep breath of air, smiling at how pleasant the morning temperature was. Though he'd lived at Pax for only a few months, he still hadn't decided on a set route for jogging. In fact, he preferred to change things up every few mornings, just for the hell of it. Today he thought he'd go down near a park he'd passed several times, even jogged the partial length of once.

But as he was about to turn on his ipod and make sure one of his favorite playlists was selected before setting out, the front door of Pax opened and shut. He turned to see who was heading out of the building. A woman he didn't recognize stepped out, dressed in a somewhat similar fashion to him. Clearly, she was also ready for a morning stroll of some sort or another. Idris smiled and nodded in her direction, greeting her openly.

"Nice morning, isn't it? Feels great out here."


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