[hr][hr][center][h1][color=ff6600]Chloe "Tuesday" Ridgeway[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdrfuwvRRT1rywqgco3_250.gif[/img][hr]Location: In Front of the Sporting Goods Store[/center][hr][hr]Tuesday rolled her eyes at Tim. It was cops like him that made her lifestyle too easy to maintain. There were cops who would tirelessly pursue justice, and then there were those who were tirelessly pursued [i]by[/i] justice. She couldn't help but feel Tim belonged in the latter of the categories, with the practically defeated sigh he had made. She glanced at Cynthia, hearing the girl ramble on and on about Star Wars and...Dragon Con?

[color=ff6600]"Does anyone speak geek here?"[/color] Tuesday asked. [color=ff6600]"Cynthia wasn't this nerdy in high school. Wonder where she picked that up from."[/color]

Attempting to think back to which of her former classmates was the nerdiest, Tuesday couldn't help but feel a bit stumped. Her mind kept drawing a blank, and she wanted to hit herself, fully aware that the massive amounts of drugs she had done over the past few years had to have [i]some[/i] consequences. Perhaps this was just one of them. [color=ff6600]"If Lawson dies, we're fucked. Unless one of you got really into Dungeons and Dragons or some shit and can tell if her ramblings mean anything."[/color]