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[fic] TGZ: Mid-west continued
*streachs* Great. So. TGZ has finally woken and said 'Hello'.
... and we're working doing Data Entry/File Clerk at a Printing company for the next month. BIG machines. Lovely printers. *purrrs happily* Nice people too, but I'm still a little nervous after the last job.
But this means little time for stuff like... oh, I dunno... ficcage? Or sewing. *sighs* I need more work clothes...
Funny thing about the job tho... everytime I hit the 'delete/back space' key, it types 'h' instead. The keyboard doesn't even know me and it's calling me a pervert! *laughs*
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Kaito grabbed Saguru's arm, pulling them corner of the building, then peered around the wall suspiciously.
"What's wrong?" Saguru queried.
"There's some guys out there." Kaito frowned. "With suspicious bulges under their coats."
Saguru glanced down at the bulge in his pants. ".... Don't most guys?"
Kaito gave him a un-amused glare. The detective always picked the weirdest times to have a sense of humour. "Black suits, carrying guns clear enough for you?"
"Oh." Saguru paused. "Ohhh..." There was a quiet unspoken 'shit' on the end of that sentence.
"Yeah." His first instinct was to flee, head for the rooftops. It was his usual instinct, but it was slowly being sublimated by the one to protect... He could get away, of course, but it would mean leaving Saguru behind, which he wasn't going to do.
So. No running. Second choice. Bluff it out. He glanced around, noting the mass of high school students --probably just freed from the hallowed halls of learning-- meandering down the streets of the small town in a screaming, laughing talking tangle.
Or camouflage. Camouflage was good. "C'mon." He grabbed Saguru's hand and pulled him across the street, blithely dodging the cars speeding joyously from the local high school, terrifying Saguru in the process. He was dressed as a girl, so he took the opportunity to thread his fingers through Saguru's and walk down the street while holding hands.
"Hey." He greeted a slip of a blond girl who was chattering excitedly at a couple of guys with long-suffering expressions. "You wouldn't happen to know a good place to get a cup of coffee, would you?"
"You're obviously not from around here." The shorter of the guys deadpanned.
"You would be correct." Saguru said dryly in his cultured British tones. That got a chuckle from the teenagers, their body language relaxing as they mentally classified them as 'way out of town'.
"There's only one place -to- get coffee around here," The taller guy explained, smiled shyly. "The Talon. We're headed there now, if you want to follow us." The two nodded in agreement.
"Ta." Kaito smiled warmly back, purposely keeping his body language casual as he kept an eye on the two men in black suits who were looking around the crowd, watching the smaller groups of people suspiciously.
Saguru was explaining to the girl that no, the Loch Ness monster was in Scotland, he was ENGLISH and no, he'd never seen the damn Scot's mythical monster when the rumbling noise started.
Kaito was taken back; he was quite sure that Kansas did not have earthquakes. The men in black, pausing in the middle of the street, were surprised as well.
Especially when a rampaging herd of glowing green mutant sheep trampled them during a head-long dash down the town's main street, taking out a few of the cars that didn't speed out of the way in time.
The local teenagers didn't appear to be surprised, much less impressed by the freaky sheep.
The girl shrugged as the last of the sheep disappeared. "Welcome to Smallville."
"And another thing." Saguru ranted, still in the middle of a good proper British snit-fit. "We don't do funny things to our sheep!"
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... we don't actually watch 'Smallville', every time I've tried, I end up shouting at the characters for being morons and changing the channel.
However, ficcage for the series is DAMN good. ^__^
... and we're working doing Data Entry/File Clerk at a Printing company for the next month. BIG machines. Lovely printers. *purrrs happily* Nice people too, but I'm still a little nervous after the last job.
But this means little time for stuff like... oh, I dunno... ficcage? Or sewing. *sighs* I need more work clothes...
Funny thing about the job tho... everytime I hit the 'delete/back space' key, it types 'h' instead. The keyboard doesn't even know me and it's calling me a pervert! *laughs*
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Kaito grabbed Saguru's arm, pulling them corner of the building, then peered around the wall suspiciously.
"What's wrong?" Saguru queried.
"There's some guys out there." Kaito frowned. "With suspicious bulges under their coats."
Saguru glanced down at the bulge in his pants. ".... Don't most guys?"
Kaito gave him a un-amused glare. The detective always picked the weirdest times to have a sense of humour. "Black suits, carrying guns clear enough for you?"
"Oh." Saguru paused. "Ohhh..." There was a quiet unspoken 'shit' on the end of that sentence.
"Yeah." His first instinct was to flee, head for the rooftops. It was his usual instinct, but it was slowly being sublimated by the one to protect... He could get away, of course, but it would mean leaving Saguru behind, which he wasn't going to do.
So. No running. Second choice. Bluff it out. He glanced around, noting the mass of high school students --probably just freed from the hallowed halls of learning-- meandering down the streets of the small town in a screaming, laughing talking tangle.
Or camouflage. Camouflage was good. "C'mon." He grabbed Saguru's hand and pulled him across the street, blithely dodging the cars speeding joyously from the local high school, terrifying Saguru in the process. He was dressed as a girl, so he took the opportunity to thread his fingers through Saguru's and walk down the street while holding hands.
"Hey." He greeted a slip of a blond girl who was chattering excitedly at a couple of guys with long-suffering expressions. "You wouldn't happen to know a good place to get a cup of coffee, would you?"
"You're obviously not from around here." The shorter of the guys deadpanned.
"You would be correct." Saguru said dryly in his cultured British tones. That got a chuckle from the teenagers, their body language relaxing as they mentally classified them as 'way out of town'.
"There's only one place -to- get coffee around here," The taller guy explained, smiled shyly. "The Talon. We're headed there now, if you want to follow us." The two nodded in agreement.
"Ta." Kaito smiled warmly back, purposely keeping his body language casual as he kept an eye on the two men in black suits who were looking around the crowd, watching the smaller groups of people suspiciously.
Saguru was explaining to the girl that no, the Loch Ness monster was in Scotland, he was ENGLISH and no, he'd never seen the damn Scot's mythical monster when the rumbling noise started.
Kaito was taken back; he was quite sure that Kansas did not have earthquakes. The men in black, pausing in the middle of the street, were surprised as well.
Especially when a rampaging herd of glowing green mutant sheep trampled them during a head-long dash down the town's main street, taking out a few of the cars that didn't speed out of the way in time.
The local teenagers didn't appear to be surprised, much less impressed by the freaky sheep.
The girl shrugged as the last of the sheep disappeared. "Welcome to Smallville."
"And another thing." Saguru ranted, still in the middle of a good proper British snit-fit. "We don't do funny things to our sheep!"
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... we don't actually watch 'Smallville', every time I've tried, I end up shouting at the characters for being morons and changing the channel.
However, ficcage for the series is DAMN good. ^__^