[color=f7941d][center][h3]S I D[/h3]
[b]Location:[/b] Nowhere, USA > Outside of the Greasy Spoon
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Finishing his food after it was brought, Sid kept himself occupied with his carefully borrowed newspaper. There wasn't anything too interesting to be found within, the comic section was alright, the advertisements were for some other smaller local businesses, and everything else was fairly basic. Nothing really stood out to him. So instead of looking at it for much longer, he folded it neatly back up and slid it back into its previous place at the nearby table. Pulling out his phone he began to scroll through some article about some old time-honored traditional meals in the south.

He was sure it was going to be another boring evening, especially after curfew hit. At least until the old man came in and started to make a scene. Nothing had really been going on before, so when the deputy-sheriff-person got up to settle it, Sid couldn't help but take notice. Even after the two had gone out, he couldn't help the curiosity he felt. He'd promised his [i]Elisi[/i] he would not bother with this kind of thing, wouldn't even stick his nose into it! If he ever heard anything on it, he was to leave immediately. 

Unfortunately, the moment he watched some blond guy pay and rush after the man and the deputy, he found himself standing up in a hurry to follow after them. He grabbed his bag and paid quickly before rushing out after them, suddenly fearing he would loose them easily. His fear was for naught; they hadn't gotten very far. In fact, he showed up just in time to hear the tail end of whatever the young looking stranger was saying.

[color=f7941d]"Why do you need a weapon?"[/color] He asked, gently gripping onto one of his backpack straps as he stared forward.