[b][center][h2]Paige Kennedy[/h2] [/center][/b]

Paige glanced back quizzically, but before she could speak, Mio kindly informed them that he had thrown his phone in the river, [i]intentionally[/i]. Her eyes narrowed slightly at him causally settling himself into the backseat. Part of her was not surprised at all; having known him for many years, it was not unexpected and the way the words came out of his mouth, throwing one’s phone into the water was a perfectly acceptable recourse for whatever had occurred. It was just the resulting inconvenience that would be a pain in the ass for a few days that put her off slightly. She put the car in reverse, thinking briefly on what might have set him off: some project that he would have to rework or some chunk of metal that was not being agreeable. “What the hell happened?” 

Milo chuckled, [color=a0410d]"Well you would never believe it, but this mermaid popped out of the water and looked me dead in the eyes, she was beautiful, like nothing I'd ever seen. She told me about a city under water that she could take me to, all I had to do was give her tree fiddy."[/color] He knew this was gonna get a rise. [color=a0410d]"And I yell get out of here you loch ness monstah...."[/color] He chuckled a bit then continued, [color=a0410d]"Ana called while I was fishing, turns out I can't catch a fish hold a phone and light a cigarette at the same time, just happens that all I saved was the smokes."[/color]

Paige immediately rolled her eyes as soon as she recognized his bullshit tone, she didn’t even need to hear the rest of the story, however relented some when he said that Ana had called. “Glad you decided to save what’s important.” She said, shaking her head. Ana had never succeeded in getting Milo to quit smoking, but Paige resolved to pick up the reigns, confident that she would win eventually.

Coming down Southside Boulevard, the cityscape turned much more utilitarian though nothing beyond what she’d ever been around before: mostly aged single-story businesses, railroad tracks and weather-worn streetlights that hung over cracked pavement; some simply swung on cables stretched over road bobbing lightly with an evening breeze.  Being terrible with directions, she kept an eye on the GPS in the middle of the dash set with the address from Siobhan. After a few turns off Southside, they rounded a bend as the evening was settling in and she could make out the round taillights of Siobhan’s Corvette, a red Jeep, and the brake lights of another car being moved next to another in front of a large garage door. “This is it,” She said, slightly peeved at the lack of parking and scanning around for a spot before carefully tucking up behind Sio on the curb.

Paige paused as she stepped up on the sidewalk and looked at the business sign above her for as she waited for Milo to walk up with her. [i][url=https://www.rttuning.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/06/apexi-logo-1024x178.png]Apex Designs[/url][/i] with a flourish around the [i]A[/i] a small phone number and [i]SOL CITY[/i] underneath. Chatter could be heard and music played from inside while the evening streetlamps began to buzz on; a few had burned out long ago and were neglected for replacement. An unexpected, though slightly familiar feeling came over her as she looked at the slightly-less worn logo, [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5112557]the same as when she crossed the bridge earlier[/url]. Not truly a feeling of boredom or disdain, just of seemingly impending [i]finality[/i], like they didnt have much time left. She looked at Milo without a word. He wasn’t nearly the sentimentalist she could be, but there was no doubt he could sense what she was thinking.  


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