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how illegal your errands are
how many people you plan on punching/not punching
what kind of music you like
how illegal your errands are
how many people you plan on punching/not punching
what kind of music you like
Okay, make it 8 out of 10
I can work with this
I pick the music, by the way.
when and where?
I can work with this
I pick the music, by the way.
when and where?
Blue Subaru, will be there in 5.
[ And he is, the driver's window down, his gloves creaking against the leather, the Beastie Boys' Sabotage blaring from the car speakers. His iPod - 3rd gen nano, red, looks as impatient as he feels.
He leans a hand down the side of the door, and drums the beat of the song against the metal as he waits. This is a job, but at least it's above board. ]
[ And he is, the driver's window down, his gloves creaking against the leather, the Beastie Boys' Sabotage blaring from the car speakers. His iPod - 3rd gen nano, red, looks as impatient as he feels.
He leans a hand down the side of the door, and drums the beat of the song against the metal as he waits. This is a job, but at least it's above board. ]
Oh, I like this song.
[ Hello, Baby. Here comes the angriest redhead ever. ] I mean, I heard it in Star Trek first, but then I got into it after. [ She wanted to be James T. Kirk. That should surprise no one. ]
You don't need a location, right? You'll just drive?
[ She would like to see outside of the city, but also she's just mad right now. ]
[ Hello, Baby. Here comes the angriest redhead ever. ] I mean, I heard it in Star Trek first, but then I got into it after. [ She wanted to be James T. Kirk. That should surprise no one. ]
You don't need a location, right? You'll just drive?
[ She would like to see outside of the city, but also she's just mad right now. ]
[ He shouldn't be surprised she's pretty, but his face softens a little as she gets into the passenger seat anyway, the impassive mask slipping off as he reads her lips. ]
That movie came out last year. [ The song is over 20 years old. Impressive. ]
You don't have somewhere to go?
That movie came out last year. [ The song is over 20 years old. Impressive. ]
You don't have somewhere to go?
[ He raises an eyebrow behind his sunglasses, but doesn't comment on that. There are a lot of things he's not trying to understand about this place.
She hasn't answered his question, but he still puts the car into gear, taking off cleanly, sharp as ever. ]
It's okay. That's what it's there for. [ There's a little smile on his lips. ] I'm Baby. You still haven't told me if there's anywhere in particular you want to go. A direction, maybe?
She hasn't answered his question, but he still puts the car into gear, taking off cleanly, sharp as ever. ]
It's okay. That's what it's there for. [ There's a little smile on his lips. ] I'm Baby. You still haven't told me if there's anywhere in particular you want to go. A direction, maybe?
Edited (FORGOT SOMETHING) 2017-07-13 08:39 (UTC)
[The man comes out of nowhere while the car is parked, all flurried movements, bright colors, spiked hair, and the kind of general appearance that practically screams the definition of "hot mess". He knocks on the window of the car and offers a wide, self-conscious grin, like he's trying to seem the pinnacle of confidence but somehow lost the image of what that's actually supposed to be somewhere between the mental picture and actually putting it into action. The knock, when it's not immediately answered, is followed by the mimicking of rolling the window down, in the old days when that was actually a thing.]
Hey. Hey. Kid. You got a sec?
Hey. Hey. Kid. You got a sec?
Baby?
[ Her eyebrow raises, a smile toying at the corner of her lips. ] Cute name. [ Fitting, for such a cute boy. ]
Just keep heading forward. I'll let you know different if we come to a crossroads. [ Probably, he's used to people using him for Uber services. Not to get rid of existential angst. But Clary doesn't care, and as long as he's driving she doesn't think he should either.
Idly, she drums her fingers on to her thigh along with the song. ] Is this the kind of music you like?
[ Her eyebrow raises, a smile toying at the corner of her lips. ] Cute name. [ Fitting, for such a cute boy. ]
Just keep heading forward. I'll let you know different if we come to a crossroads. [ Probably, he's used to people using him for Uber services. Not to get rid of existential angst. But Clary doesn't care, and as long as he's driving she doesn't think he should either.
Idly, she drums her fingers on to her thigh along with the song. ] Is this the kind of music you like?
[ In his ears, Boogie Shoes by KC And The Sunshine Band. Both earphones in, fingers tapping on the steering wheel in rhythm, his iPod - first gen, big and bulky white one - on the console just under the gearshift.
He's been contemplating where to go; next song would help him pick a direction.
Yet, he's still paying attention to everything around him, as usual, which is why he doesn't miss the guy coming up to the window, but he still takes his time to actually roll the window down, sunglasses firmly staying on his face as he looks up, pulling an earbud out. ]
Can I help you?
He's been contemplating where to go; next song would help him pick a direction.
Yet, he's still paying attention to everything around him, as usual, which is why he doesn't miss the guy coming up to the window, but he still takes his time to actually roll the window down, sunglasses firmly staying on his face as he looks up, pulling an earbud out. ]
Can I help you?
Ok. Give me a rendez-vous point prior to the job
I need some level of detail.
I need some level of detail.
Baby. [ He nods. It's obviously not his real name, but he's so used to it by now that it could very well be. ] Thank you.
[ He's never been much of a talker. He's not good at it, and now that he's got to strain, or read lips to understand people, it makes it even more difficult. Still, his eyes flit from the road, to Clary, and back when she speaks, the ringing in his ears faint.
Forward, she says. He keeps driving, a comfortable speed on an empty road. Leaves her to work out what she needs to.
Just as she asks about music, the song ends and following it, in a complete change of pace, is Otis Redding's Stand By Me. Baby smiles, gesturing at the iPod with a finger. ]
Like you, I like all kinds of music.
[ He's never been much of a talker. He's not good at it, and now that he's got to strain, or read lips to understand people, it makes it even more difficult. Still, his eyes flit from the road, to Clary, and back when she speaks, the ringing in his ears faint.
Forward, she says. He keeps driving, a comfortable speed on an empty road. Leaves her to work out what she needs to.
Just as she asks about music, the song ends and following it, in a complete change of pace, is Otis Redding's Stand By Me. Baby smiles, gesturing at the iPod with a finger. ]
Like you, I like all kinds of music.
Like Dirty Dancing?
[ Which had been one of Jocelyn's favourite movies, so. Clary has fond memories of curling up on the sofa with her mother, surrounded by blankets and popcorn while the television played the old movie. It makes her smile now, soft and fond.]
But you're more of a classics kind of guy, right?
[ Actually, it's refreshing. She's more used to either hip-hop being blared out of car windows as she walks passed, or Simon introducing her to the latest alternative craze that gets boring as it's overplayed. ]
[ Which had been one of Jocelyn's favourite movies, so. Clary has fond memories of curling up on the sofa with her mother, surrounded by blankets and popcorn while the television played the old movie. It makes her smile now, soft and fond.]
But you're more of a classics kind of guy, right?
[ Actually, it's refreshing. She's more used to either hip-hop being blared out of car windows as she walks passed, or Simon introducing her to the latest alternative craze that gets boring as it's overplayed. ]
Sure. [ If that's how she wants to associate it, he's fine with it. ] Nobody puts me in the corner, right? [ He used to put himself there. Better to put a little space between him and the people he used to roll with. ]
Nah. [ Grabbing his iPod, he clicks the wheel for a second before finding another song, putting it on. Halsey's Castle starts playing, Baby's fingers playing the beat immediately. it's one of the most recent iPods he's filched. ] I really listen to most things. Whatever fits the mood.
[ He raises an eyebrow behind his sunglasses. It seems obvious she's in the mood to chat. ]
What are you running from?
Nah. [ Grabbing his iPod, he clicks the wheel for a second before finding another song, putting it on. Halsey's Castle starts playing, Baby's fingers playing the beat immediately. it's one of the most recent iPods he's filched. ] I really listen to most things. Whatever fits the mood.
[ He raises an eyebrow behind his sunglasses. It seems obvious she's in the mood to chat. ]
What are you running from?
Oh! I like this one.
[ And she also likes that he doesn't seem to want to stick to one genre in particular. He's like a Spotify Discover Mix all on his lonesome. ] I keep wanting her to release a new album already. Give me something to blast when I'm training.
[ Speaking of training, and running, and the people who she associates with it. ]
Did you ever meet someone so stubborn that half the time you want to punch them or shake them? [ Some people would say that she was describing herself. But no. ] Someone from my world just won't listen. He keeps trying to tell me he knows what's best and it's driving me crazy!
[ And she also likes that he doesn't seem to want to stick to one genre in particular. He's like a Spotify Discover Mix all on his lonesome. ] I keep wanting her to release a new album already. Give me something to blast when I'm training.
[ Speaking of training, and running, and the people who she associates with it. ]
Did you ever meet someone so stubborn that half the time you want to punch them or shake them? [ Some people would say that she was describing herself. But no. ] Someone from my world just won't listen. He keeps trying to tell me he knows what's best and it's driving me crazy!
[ He couldn't stick to one genre even if he wanted to. The perpetual need for music, to fill his head with something else than the constant, thought-piercing ringing in his ears meant that without as much music as he could get his hands on, he would go crazy.
And he never was given much of an option, anyway. He got the music he could find, and that was it.
Her rant makes Baby think of a number of people, but she doesn't need to know. This place doesn't need to know. So he just nods, slowly. ]
Try living life while being called Baby. People always know what's best.
And he never was given much of an option, anyway. He got the music he could find, and that was it.
Her rant makes Baby think of a number of people, but she doesn't need to know. This place doesn't need to know. So he just nods, slowly. ]
Try living life while being called Baby. People always know what's best.
i need a bloody hero
hero in this context meaning someone with wheels who can rescue me from myself
and this bar
hero in this context meaning someone with wheels who can rescue me from myself
and this bar
[ He wouldn't exactly qualify himself as a hero, but in this case... ]
okay.
but if you bleed on my seats you're paying for the clean up.
okay.
but if you bleed on my seats you're paying for the clean up.
I hate that.
[ There's something close to a venomous frustration in her voice, so she runs a hand through her hair and cuts her gaze to the window, watching the streets around them blur. She doesn't want to think about Jace, or the Shadow World right now.
She just wants to be a normal girl. ]
So, were you like an Uber driver back home, or did you see a gap in the market here and decide to make the most of it?
[ There's something close to a venomous frustration in her voice, so she runs a hand through her hair and cuts her gaze to the window, watching the streets around them blur. She doesn't want to think about Jace, or the Shadow World right now.
She just wants to be a normal girl. ]
So, were you like an Uber driver back home, or did you see a gap in the market here and decide to make the most of it?
[ Well, at least she's hanging out with a normal boy, right now. Well, a normal boy with a fake name and some heavy baggage, but still - unlike so many people around this place, he has no powers, no special abilities, besides being an excellent driver.
Which leads to Clary's question. ]
I was a driver, yeah. But not - Uber. I was working private events, usually.
Which leads to Clary's question. ]
I was a driver, yeah. But not - Uber. I was working private events, usually.
Good. Uber sucks now. They pulled some shady shit and Lyft is the way to go.
( Things she wouldn't have said if he was an Uber driver, probably. )
So, like a chauffeur? ( Looking away from the window, she gives him a once over, a smile toying at the corner of her lips. ) Did you have a hat? Did you have the whole outfit?
( Things she wouldn't have said if he was an Uber driver, probably. )
So, like a chauffeur? ( Looking away from the window, she gives him a once over, a smile toying at the corner of her lips. ) Did you have a hat? Did you have the whole outfit?
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