|
|
Post by Chase on Nov 18, 2009 16:52:29 GMT -5
Chase nodded his head and smiled. "Yeah, nice ta meet ya Street. Good ta see ya on ya feet again, Brooke." He smiled at her and glanced once at Levi. He took his knife out of his jeans pocket where he'd kept it when the cops found him, and stuck it in it's holder around his waist. He glance up at everyone. "Not ta worry." He smiled. "I wouldn't eva use it on yous guys." He put his hands in his front pockets. He didn't know what to do now, he was never around people this long. Then, a thought hit him. He looked back at Street. "So yer Street, eh? Asher told meh yous was a pick pocket too." He smiled at her.
|
|
|
|
Post by Asher on Nov 18, 2009 17:06:32 GMT -5
Street grinned. "I still am a pickpocket. But ya know, I'm busy what with all the leader responsibilities." She shrugged. "I ain't afraid of knives, even though Levi stabbed me once."
"Once, and I said I was sorry!" he said angrily, but she was already untucking her shirt and showing him the scar.
"See?" She said cheerfully. Asher sighed.
"Chase, you don't have to look if you don't want to..." He told him, leaning closer.
|
|
|
|
Post by Chase on Nov 18, 2009 17:11:54 GMT -5
Chase heard Asher, but wasn't really listening. He was already leaning in towards Street. He made a noise but straightened up smiling. "eh, that ain't bad. It was shallow. Coulda been worse." He looked at Levi's agitated face and hid a smirk. He wasn't sure why he got a kick out of seeing other people get angry. He guessed it was too many years as a theif. He mentally shrugged. Levi'd get over it eventually. Chase smiled in his head. Who knew maybe Levi would go make himself feel better.
|
|
|
|
Post by Asher on Nov 18, 2009 17:15:51 GMT -5
Levi glared at him. "Why're you lookin' at me like that?" He asked savagely. Street sighed and tucked her shirt in her skirt.
"We'd better go..." She said. "See ya Asher, ya too Chase." She hugged and kissed Asher on the cheek but just hugged Chase. She walked away.
"See ya!" Levi said, winking at Asher who glared at him. He just glared at Chase and followed her. "Comin' Brooke?"
|
|
|
|
Post by Chase on Nov 18, 2009 17:20:46 GMT -5
Chase bit his lower lip in a repressed smile. HE looked at Asher, "What did i do? I was just thinkin'." He grumbled. He kicked a stone across the street. Damn indians, he thought. He never really liked indians. All the pictures he'd seen them in were those of death or killing buffalo. They were always half naked too. He shook his head. Levi was almost the perfect picture of an indian. He had two of those three things. His shirt had been open. Chase fake-gagged in his mind. He wished he could really, but he didn't want to offend Asher's friends right in front of him.
|
|
|
|
Post by Asher on Nov 18, 2009 17:37:23 GMT -5
Asher shrugged. "Levi's... well, Levi." That was the best explanation he could give. "See, Street's in love with him, how... I don't know. He's strange for sure." Asher smiled kindly. He looked up at him. "Well, what do you think?" He asked, motioning to him to continue eagerly. Asher felt good today, he had worn a new shirt today, a plaid one, with his beige pants and clean-for-once boots. Good thing he hadn't worn any of the show costumes, that would have really made him look gay. Not that he thought Chase was gay-it's just well, one had to have hope, didn't they?
|
|
|
|
Post by Chase on Nov 18, 2009 18:07:05 GMT -5
Chase had a startled look. Street was in love with him?  The gay indian? HE shook his head. He'd heard of that before. He cleared his throat. "Uh, well. Brooke looks better than when i first seen her. Street seems nice, kinda extremely happy. And Levi seems-." Chase shook his head at Asher. He didn't like Levi much. Not because he thought he was gay, that was his choice, but because he was just that kind of person. He'd left glaring. Who glares at someone you just met! Honestly. Granted, Chase glared back at him, but he started it! |
|
|
|
Post by Asher on Nov 18, 2009 20:17:00 GMT -5
Asher laughed cheerfully. "I understand, he's hard to describe. Yeah, Brooke is doing much better, thanks to you." He looked at Chase with admiration. "So, thank you so much!" He grinned brightly. "I have a lot of friends, really. You'll have to met Sean and Irish and Mush and maybe Ophelia-if she isn't whoring around of course. She's Street's sister, threw a hairbrush at her and hit her right here." He pointed to his forehead. "And Moira and Niamh and Goldie and Eli and everyone else!" He said in a rush, his hands flying furiously.
|
|
|
|
Post by Chase on Nov 18, 2009 20:27:48 GMT -5
Chase put his hands on Asher's shoulders. "Alright, alright. Calm down. Lead the way." He held out a hand in the general direction the others went. Asher's face lit up, and Chase wasn't sure why. He shrugged it off. It wasn't every day you met someone new. He was probably excited. Chase had a weird feeling in the pit of his stomach. He'd never met anyone, really, before. Where he was he needed to be quiet in order to stay out of jail. A lot of good that did him. He cleared his head. "Right there?" HE asked pointing to his forehead. "Ouch."
|
|
|
|
Post by Asher on Nov 18, 2009 20:33:40 GMT -5
Asher almost fainted when Chase touched his shoulders. But he stayed strong, but grinned anyway. "Yep right there." Asher touched Chase's forehead then brushed a hair away. "Oh sorry, that was weird wasn't it?" He laughed gleefully.
|
|
|
|
Post by Chase on Nov 18, 2009 20:38:49 GMT -5
Chase shook his hair back onto his forehead. The way he had it before, the way it had always been. He gave Asher a weird look but then made it go away. This was the kid that was going to introduce him to other people. Weird as that may sound, Chase was happy. He'd always lived to protect people, not get to know them or anything. He followed Asher down the street listening to him chat the entire time.
|
|
|
|
Post by Asher on Nov 18, 2009 20:45:46 GMT -5
Asher stepped away, coughed and began to walk down the street, chatting. "So... See anything or anybody you like yet?" He asked casually, alarmed to find his breathing had stopped. Like he cared what Chase's answer was... Though if he said Brooke or heaven forbid! Levi, he's hit something. Preferabbly a wall... or Chase.
|
|
|
|
Post by Chase on Nov 18, 2009 20:54:49 GMT -5
Chase shrugged his shoulders. He didn't really know anyone enough to like like them. "Nah, not really. Right now." He smiled devilishly again. He was hoping to get to know some people. They kept walking until Chase saw some lights on in the street. He stopped abruptly. Now, he was nervous. Another feeling he'd never felt. He wasn't afraid of anything. He couldn't understand it. He could fight off angry drunk men, and killers but he couldn't meet new people?! He shook his head and looked at Asher. He looked confused. Chase smiled apologetically and started walking again; slightly slower than usual.
|
|
|
|
Post by Asher on Nov 18, 2009 20:56:59 GMT -5
"Oh... I see." Asher said not being able to keep the disappointment out of his voice. Asher didn't notice the darkness, he was use to being out late at night. But he did notice Chase. "You wanna come back to the Lodging House tonight?" He asked carefully. "Seeing as we just got out of jail..." He sighed, he probably wouldn't want to...
|
|
|
|
Post by Chase on Nov 18, 2009 21:01:36 GMT -5
Chase shrugged his shoulders again. "Uh- sure. I guess." He was pretty tired and could use a good night's sleep before he had to meet other people. He followed Asher to his lodging house. It was a nice place. He thought. And it was. It was big, and nicely furnished. He looked around in appretciation. He'd never been in a place like this. He smiled slightly and followed Asher upstairs to where, he supposed, the rooms were.
|
|
The gay indian? HE shook his head. He'd heard of that before. He cleared his throat. "Uh, well. Brooke looks better than when i first seen her. Street seems nice, kinda extremely happy. And Levi seems-." Chase shook his head at Asher. He didn't like Levi much. Not because he thought he was gay, that was his choice, but because he was just that kind of person. He'd left glaring. Who glares at someone you just met! Honestly. Granted, Chase glared back at him, but he started it!