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[1] It's not a fun day to wake up and find two of your housemates droned. Crowe leaves the house, not wanting to deal with them, only to find out later that 3 of his friends - Aaron, Kakyoin and Flay - are also droned.
To add insult to injury, he finds something in the mailbox with his name on it. It's a small manila envelope. There is only a photo inside, and he stares at it for a long while. It's a mugshot of him when he was 15, when he was caught trying to burglarize a museum in Italy. Considering his infamous last name in the crime world of his homeland, he was quickly booked and thrown in jail until his uncle helped get him out and cleared his name.
To anyone who approaches him, his expression is completely unreadable, blank. Crowe wasn't quite sure what Mayfield was trying to tell him with this one.
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[2] Later, there's a motorcycle zipping through town at an unsafe speed. To anyone who knows Crowe, the bike is recognizable. To anyone else, the helmet covers his telltale hair color, and the sunglasses might make it harder to tell who's driving. But you better look out if you're crossing the street, or waiting in your car at that intersection - there's a Ducati coming up fast. A bit later, he'll be driving on the highway, looping through over and over and over again, getting as much speed as he can handle.
Eventually, he runs out of gas, and he simply hops off the bike and walks it back into town, towards home. Approach?
To add insult to injury, he finds something in the mailbox with his name on it. It's a small manila envelope. There is only a photo inside, and he stares at it for a long while. It's a mugshot of him when he was 15, when he was caught trying to burglarize a museum in Italy. Considering his infamous last name in the crime world of his homeland, he was quickly booked and thrown in jail until his uncle helped get him out and cleared his name.
To anyone who approaches him, his expression is completely unreadable, blank. Crowe wasn't quite sure what Mayfield was trying to tell him with this one.
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[2] Later, there's a motorcycle zipping through town at an unsafe speed. To anyone who knows Crowe, the bike is recognizable. To anyone else, the helmet covers his telltale hair color, and the sunglasses might make it harder to tell who's driving. But you better look out if you're crossing the street, or waiting in your car at that intersection - there's a Ducati coming up fast. A bit later, he'll be driving on the highway, looping through over and over and over again, getting as much speed as he can handle.
Eventually, he runs out of gas, and he simply hops off the bike and walks it back into town, towards home. Approach?
2 - after he runs out of gas?
Date: 2011-06-15 05:53 pm (UTC)Hey! Haven't seen you in a while.
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Date: 2011-06-15 06:33 pm (UTC)Dude!
That is a bitching motorcycle!
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Date: 2011-06-15 07:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-15 07:42 pm (UTC)...
Say, have we met?
[As in Mart joking about Crowe's shyness for being the lead in Wayside story]
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From:2- on his way back to town
Date: 2011-06-15 09:01 pm (UTC)Gods, that thing moves fast.
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From:2; I'm assuming Crowe still has his helmet on?
Date: 2011-06-15 10:55 pm (UTC)He's a little bemused when, from up high, he spots someone walking back from the highway. And he's a little too curious not to investigate...especially since his wings are tiring again and he needs to land anyway. He lands a few yards ahead of the person walking, folding his wings and tilting his head in an unspoken question. What happened?]
sure, for the moment anyway
Date: 2011-06-15 11:11 pm (UTC)O-Oh! Hi there. Um... ran out of gas.
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Date: 2011-06-16 03:54 am (UTC)(no subject)
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From:2- walking back to town?
Date: 2011-06-16 01:34 am (UTC)Crowe? Are you okay?
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Date: 2011-06-16 01:55 am (UTC)Oh. H-Hey. Yeah, I'm okay. Just ran out of fuel. Myself and the bike.
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Date: 2011-06-16 02:53 am (UTC)Crowe.
[She says, as if that expresses everything.]
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Date: 2011-06-16 04:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-16 04:13 am (UTC)[She looks at his bike.]
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Date: 2011-06-16 02:54 am (UTC)(The Sniper's at the gas station getting supplies when he hears a motorcycle zip by. Huh, didn't think anybody else would be on the road today.)
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Date: 2011-06-16 04:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-16 01:22 pm (UTC)So now there's a truck with a camper shell attachment rumbling along the side of the road.)
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From:2 - oh god i am a horrible person
Date: 2011-06-16 03:58 am (UTC)yes. yes you are. but you *do* play Adachi after all.
Date: 2011-06-16 04:10 am (UTC)He can't bear to hit anyone, but he can't bear to have his poor Ducati get scrapped. He knew this might happen, and he's at the very least wearing jeans and a leather jacket along with his helmet, so he's decided to take the dive.
The motorcycle skids just inches from Adachi. The driver is currently splayed out on the road.]
Teehee.
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Date: 2011-06-16 05:10 am (UTC)Hey. It isn't a very good murder mystery if no one ever solves the crime.
[Also hello.]
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Date: 2011-06-16 11:54 am (UTC)O-Oh. Hey, Caesar. Um. Ah, the book. So you didn't like it then?
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