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I'm going to make one more post and then probably head off to sleep. It's 4am here and fatigue is setting in. It probably won't be a long post and I'm sorry about that!
Haha, I haven't figured out how to delete them either. Speaking of post numbers this OOC post marks 100 for us. :P
Sure. That's what I was hoping for. ^^ Posted!
Alex laughed. In truth it was a nervous laugh but not in the way it sounded. "A secret government... Gang?" He asked, with emphasis on the last word, the sarcastic kind. "Please, Riley." He teased, shaking his head with a grin as he finished his own plate of breakfast, leaving the plate on the end-table that sat beside the couch. "Yeah, no. I thought about getting it lasered off before but the price is horrendous." He told her, "And covering it up with something different wouldn't really solve the problem." He added.
"Anyways, Oliver will be here pretty soon to pick me up, I've got to brush my teeth real quick and clean up." His eyes followed her face as she stood up. "We need to catch back up though, some more I mean."
"Definitely." He assured her, thanking her as she handed him his jeans. When Riley left for the bathroom, Alex put on his jeans followed by his socks and boots and took the plates over to the sink. He gave them a quick rinse and left them on the drainer before walking back to the couch and picking up his helmet. He had remembered his promise to meet up with Archer this morning and cursed under his breath. Taking his phone from the coffee table he saw thirteen missed calls and raised his eyebrows. Sweeping his helmet from the floor and jacket from the stool at the counter he clicked the dial button and held the phone to his ear. There was rushed talking on the other end of the line and Alex's face dropped.
"Yeah, yeah." He paused, frowning. "Okay. I'm on the way, give me twenty." He said, rushing out of the apartment without saying goodbye. Once outside he got on his bike, started up the engine, revved and took off.
"Anyways, Oliver will be here pretty soon to pick me up, I've got to brush my teeth real quick and clean up." His eyes followed her face as she stood up. "We need to catch back up though, some more I mean."
"Definitely." He assured her, thanking her as she handed him his jeans. When Riley left for the bathroom, Alex put on his jeans followed by his socks and boots and took the plates over to the sink. He gave them a quick rinse and left them on the drainer before walking back to the couch and picking up his helmet. He had remembered his promise to meet up with Archer this morning and cursed under his breath. Taking his phone from the coffee table he saw thirteen missed calls and raised his eyebrows. Sweeping his helmet from the floor and jacket from the stool at the counter he clicked the dial button and held the phone to his ear. There was rushed talking on the other end of the line and Alex's face dropped.
"Yeah, yeah." He paused, frowning. "Okay. I'm on the way, give me twenty." He said, rushing out of the apartment without saying goodbye. Once outside he got on his bike, started up the engine, revved and took off.
Sure thing, good luck with that! Posted. ;)
It was the smell of the breakfast being finished that woke Alex up, slowly he opened his eyes and turned over onto his back, keeping the blanket wrapped around his lower half for another couple of minutes. Blinking a few times, he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. Sitting up he looked at the breakfast plate being held in front of him by Riley and took it from her hands, gratefully. "Thank-you." He got out before clearing his throat, moving over on the couch bed so that Riley had the space to sit next to him. Alex rested the plate on his thighs, the heat felt in his legs. "Yeah I slept fine, actually." He told her, "You?"
"Alex... can I ask you something?"
She was nervous, he could tell that much. About to open his mouth to ask her what it was she wanted to know, she continued. "I noticed that tattoo on the back of your neck, what is it?" Honestly, Alex had forgotten about the tattoo, he so rarely caught glimpse of it that most of the time he wouldn't know it was there. Raising his free hand he ran his fingertips along the base of the back of his neck. "Oh yeah..." He began, "I forgot about that old thing." For a moment Alex contemplated telling Riley the truth, everything but he knew that would take most of the day and she had plans. On top of that he didn't know how she would react to him having lied to her all these years, let alone he didn't even know if she would believe him. After all it was a pretty crazy idea to have to let sink in. "Freedom..." He spouted, thinking up of how to explain the tattoo, "I mean, nothing's free right? There is no real freedom in the world. I got this to show that." Alex examined Riley's face before adding, "You know adolescent bullshit. It seemed like a good idea at the time." Bullshit. Alex realized that was possibly the first time he had sworn around her. He smirked and then looked back at the plate.
"Smells good." He uttered, digging into the food.
"Alex... can I ask you something?"
She was nervous, he could tell that much. About to open his mouth to ask her what it was she wanted to know, she continued. "I noticed that tattoo on the back of your neck, what is it?" Honestly, Alex had forgotten about the tattoo, he so rarely caught glimpse of it that most of the time he wouldn't know it was there. Raising his free hand he ran his fingertips along the base of the back of his neck. "Oh yeah..." He began, "I forgot about that old thing." For a moment Alex contemplated telling Riley the truth, everything but he knew that would take most of the day and she had plans. On top of that he didn't know how she would react to him having lied to her all these years, let alone he didn't even know if she would believe him. After all it was a pretty crazy idea to have to let sink in. "Freedom..." He spouted, thinking up of how to explain the tattoo, "I mean, nothing's free right? There is no real freedom in the world. I got this to show that." Alex examined Riley's face before adding, "You know adolescent bullshit. It seemed like a good idea at the time." Bullshit. Alex realized that was possibly the first time he had sworn around her. He smirked and then looked back at the plate.
"Smells good." He uttered, digging into the food.
Before I make my next post, do you think I should have Alex tell her everything now? I mean it would give reason for Oliver to come after him, or should he tell a fib and Riley could just tell Oliver about the tattoo, making it obvious to Oliver who Alex is.
Edit: I don't believe it was an accident I just think you wanted to show off. JK.
Edit: I don't believe it was an accident I just think you wanted to show off. JK.
Wowwwww, t-t-t-triple post, haha.
"Goodnight." Alex replied, once she had retired to her bedroom he stood up and walked, silently over to the counter and took his motorcycle helmet off of it. He was contemplating leaving now and looked at his jacket draped neatly over the chair he had been eating at. Shrugging he walked back to the couch and placed his helmet on the floor next to it. Keeping quiet Alex undid the buttons of his jeans and slipped them off leaving himself in his olive green t-shirt and grey boxer shorts. He sorted out the blanket and pillows onto the couch bed before settling down into it.
He sighed and looked around the room, it was all dark save for the very dim light emitting from the television set which was now paused halfway through the credits. He took the remote and switched it to standby before lying down and by choice, falling asleep.
|The Following Morning|
While Alex was genetically modified he was still human and possessed the ability to dream. The night where they sat on the porch swing and Riley made him a promise had been the premise of Alex's dreams that night. During his sleep he had tossed and turned onto his stomach and the fabric of his t-shirt had been pulled down slightly revealing a tattoo, a bar code on the base of his neck underneath the bar code read, 2754212, his designated number.
He sighed and looked around the room, it was all dark save for the very dim light emitting from the television set which was now paused halfway through the credits. He took the remote and switched it to standby before lying down and by choice, falling asleep.
While Alex was genetically modified he was still human and possessed the ability to dream. The night where they sat on the porch swing and Riley made him a promise had been the premise of Alex's dreams that night. During his sleep he had tossed and turned onto his stomach and the fabric of his t-shirt had been pulled down slightly revealing a tattoo, a bar code on the base of his neck underneath the bar code read, 2754212, his designated number.
Well it's one thing I really enjoy about role-playing. Making emotional connection and toying with it. Its my favorite part of stories, the emotions that develop with the characters. A dark atmosphere and city lights in the light drizzle also help. Haha. Posted for your pleasure.
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