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[Event-Trigger/Mingle] Sunday Afternoon, Central Park
Such a lovely day- The perfect day for sitting in the park, or having lunch on a terrace, or walking where a car would serve.
Naturally, there were no extra people in the streets.
Well, maybe one or two- Inoue didn't spend every afternoon, eating a steak sandwich on a bus bench. But it gave a perfect view of the mentioned park, the center fountain a few yards away, across the street. Nothing worth noting, but a perfect thing to stare at as you wait for the bus... Or for a delivery truck, that just happens to swerve and hit a fire hydrant, spraying water on a tree at the park edge.
Poor driver, getting out and yelling for help. Not only is his truck crashed, but it was badly hatched, bt the doors sprang open on impact and spewed plastic, colored eggs all over the street. Luckily, a dozen or so pedestrians - who just happened to have empty shopping bags on hand - all broke their walk to come towards the mess, picking up eggs and calling reassurances to the driver, who wasn't even looking in his breakdown.
Crunching his wrapper in his hand, Inoue got up and tossed it in the garbage, turning to go just as everyone else was stalling to stare - if only for a moment. He didn't need to stay, after all. The hard timing was done, and he knew the rest. The happy helpers would forget what they were holding, and promptly trip on their ways home, dropping the eggs all over again in various parts of town. A small, if strangely synchronized mishap, which shouldn't cause too much ruckus.
But it would keep anyone curious enough to pick them up quite busy - if for only a while.
Naturally, there were no extra people in the streets.
Well, maybe one or two- Inoue didn't spend every afternoon, eating a steak sandwich on a bus bench. But it gave a perfect view of the mentioned park, the center fountain a few yards away, across the street. Nothing worth noting, but a perfect thing to stare at as you wait for the bus... Or for a delivery truck, that just happens to swerve and hit a fire hydrant, spraying water on a tree at the park edge.
Poor driver, getting out and yelling for help. Not only is his truck crashed, but it was badly hatched, bt the doors sprang open on impact and spewed plastic, colored eggs all over the street. Luckily, a dozen or so pedestrians - who just happened to have empty shopping bags on hand - all broke their walk to come towards the mess, picking up eggs and calling reassurances to the driver, who wasn't even looking in his breakdown.
Crunching his wrapper in his hand, Inoue got up and tossed it in the garbage, turning to go just as everyone else was stalling to stare - if only for a moment. He didn't need to stay, after all. The hard timing was done, and he knew the rest. The happy helpers would forget what they were holding, and promptly trip on their ways home, dropping the eggs all over again in various parts of town. A small, if strangely synchronized mishap, which shouldn't cause too much ruckus.
But it would keep anyone curious enough to pick them up quite busy - if for only a while.
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"I don't have anything like that on me," he told her, lifting the bag of food as show. "...Unless you want me to buy you one right now. Yes or no?"
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But the question stalls her a moment, mouthing more in thought then failed words, before she shook her head. No no, there'd be one at the hospital, right? Even if the receptionist was greedy, there were always forms, before the rest of the visit mess started.
Yeesh.
Shiki made a face before thinking of her witness, then shuffled her own bag to her other arm, pointing towards the coming up building.
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And there it was, all pale grey and looming over them. "Yeah. There isn't much reason to get any now... Just hold on until we're in there."