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1x1 Kim and Shade RP (+Hush)
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Jan 18, 2019 04:24PM
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Kim was pretty exhausted. Trying to understand her new surroundings and the place that she had just moved into not too long ago. Working as a waitress wasn’t exactly her favorite of the odd jobs she’s taken but I get food on the table and that’s what mattered. Today was her day off and she decided to try and get to know the city a bit better. London really was an amazing place, what really surprised her is when she found a McDonald’s. Though she had heard that in Germany and China they were McDonald’s a part of her was still surprise there was one in England. She walked inside and place her order while waiting some sort of argument started to break out. She pulled her phone out of her pocket along with her wallet to make a payment we kept glancing back over her shoulder. Just as she finished paying him was handed her receipt it became a fight. Apparently someone was cheating on someone was someone’s best friend or something like that she grabbed everything shoved it into the bag of food and hurried out the door to get away. Just in time for some police to pass by and go and settle the matter.With an exasperated sigh she went to the park finding a nice bench to collapse onto. She laid her bag on the seat and massaged her temples. “Couldn’t they have taken it outside?” Though she couldn’t help smirking that rider inside of her finding some of it amusing. If she left the one guy for the one who took her out to McDonald’s then what did that say about the first guy. She had to try and refrain from giggling at that thought. It was nice to be able to look at things with humor for a change.
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Shade was on his way to the busy bustling street that hosted a series of restaurants. McDonalds was his target. He'd learned that a relatively easy way he could steal food was by hanging out near the counter, and sometimes when the workers called the ticket numbers the customer did not hear and come up to get their order straight away, either because of the noise, or they had foolishly left to go to the bathroom or something. That was when Shade swooped in and took the unclaimed bag for himself, even though he hadn't paid. It wasn't as if the workers cared, and they often didn't notice, for Shade only struck in the lunch and dinner rushes, when there were way too many people for them to keep track of. They couldn't remember every face that turned up at a register. Sure McDonalds wasn't exactly that healthy, but he and Hush didn't particularly care what food they ate, just as long as they had something on their bellies. They needed to save up whatever money Shade scrounged for clothes and eventually, some sort of shelter.
But then, as Shade walked through the park, he saw a woman sit down and place her bag, a McDonalds bag of food, on the bench next to her, then lean back, even turning away slightly from her food. Big mistake. Shade moved quickly, sneaking up behind her on the bench. It might have been creepy had his eye not been completely for the food rather than the woman, he barely cast the lady a second glance. He realised stealth was not going to provide much help here, only speed. So Shade snatched up the bag and ran clear in the other direction, so the woman would have the bench to traverse before she could give chase, she'd have to either go around it or jump it. Either would cause delay, and even an extra second was worth it.
((I hope the name doesn't confuse you btw haha sorry! XD))
((Lol, no it’s fine I like it :-) I did laugh when I read over your profile though. How old is he again?))Kim enjoyed the feeling of the breeze. There was a bird above in a tree she thought about taking a picture so she turned to her right, to reach into her pocket but her phone wasn’t there. At that moment she either heard or sensed something it was difficult to know sometimes you just knew things. Her attention turned just as the bag was lifted her eyes widened and she remembered shouting stop, but before thinking her body was reacting, she leapt over the bench having planted her hands firmly on the back and easily crossing over it in no time at all. She began her mad dash after the thief. Her mind had already realized her phone was in that bag. Not to mention her bank card. True she cancel that pretty easily but, that phone was not replaceable. She didn’t have the money to buy another phone! She pumped her arms and legs aggressively, leaping over a small hole, and waving around a kid on a skateboard without slowing.
She may not of been the most healthy of people but she was in good enough shape to catch a pick pocket. Or what ever you wanted to call someone like this. “Stop! Thief!” She was hoping she could get someone’s attention to help her slow this fast runner down.
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Shade had taken off at full pelt. But it didn't help when the woman shouted out 'thief' and Shade grimaced. Him running and her chasing her calling that wasn't going to be much good for him. Luckily he'd managed to clear the park and reached a street, so he ducked into an alley out of sight of most people. Not as many people for their attention to be drawn to him. He kept on running, hoping she'd abandon the chase within a few moments, after all it was just some food. An annoying little waste of money sure but she could just get another small meal. She'd bought it in the first place after all.
Kim had she not lost her phone, more than likely would’ve just shouted ‘Hey!’ Grumbled and left it at that. She didn’t have a lot of money to blow and she hadn’t had paid it yet all of her savings was paying for her place to live. So she just would’ve ended up skipping the meal and hopefully there would be some old food at the restaurant I should be able to take home to last her.However that was not just a phone it was the phone with her ideas her dreams voice memos songs. Not to mention phone numbers that she didn’t have memorized, and again even if all that was backed up somehow and she could get all that data back she didn’t want it in the hands of anyone else. Buying a new one was out of the question. She growled as he reach the alleyway ducking in moving left and right avoiding knocking over cans and trash. He seem to know this much better than her, she thought carefully as she ran she could see light around the corner it was a longshot but maybe it be a shortcut she Dash that way so if he turned around it would look like he lost her.
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Shade just took the normal pathway, running as fast as he could. He looked over his shoulder and saw there seemed to be no sign of the young woman. He smiled to himself and huffed in relief, slowing down to a jog and then to a brisk walk. He brought the McDonald’s bag up, about to open it and check through the contents, see what he’d scored.
At that exact moment Kim rounded the corner, Mili going to grab the thief still holding the bag in his hands. “Give it back!” She demanded, but of course she wasn’t talking about the food specifically. She wasn’t the sort to give up easily, after all.
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“I need that, please?” Kim hurried after him as he backed up moving to grab for the bag. Adrenaline was pumping from all this running, and her thoughts were less coherent. Or else she might have asked for her ‘phone’ back.
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Kim’s eyes why didn’t she saw the bag falling. The phone! she grab four at twisting to try and get it but then was astonished at what she saw next. She had seen some pretty amazing and crazy things in her life but the boy just turned into a dog? She was spellbound for a few seconds but then took off after him again. Unfortunately no matter how good she was she couldn’t keep up with the greyhound. She knew that, so she had to take another rescue maneuver she waited for him to round the corner left onto the nearest fire scape climbing up the ladder at TopSpeed getting onto the roof and praying she could spot him. She actually did, and then began her roof top pursuit. She never been so happy to have gone through the Academy’s physical training. She jumped ran leapt rolled moving from one rooftop to the other should know how much longer she could keep it up but at least made it easier for her to keep an ion him and not have to run as fast as him.
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Shade traversed to what looked like a somewhat poorer part of London, quieter, more cluttered and slightly less clean. Eventually he turned into an alley, swung his from side to side to check around, then shifted back into his human form. He approached the right side of the alley, where a bunch of milk crates were stacked, and behind them, were two cardboard boxes, half stretched and bent open to provide meagre makeshift shelters. Shade didn't wasn't sure what they were going to do in the winter... Luckily, it was late spring, even if the frequent rain was quite an inconvenience. But at least they were hidden well enough at least from cursory glances down the alleyway by their barrier of milk crates, the police hadn't forced them to move on from this spot yet. A crime to be homeless, to be poor, that was what it felt like. So Shade barely even felt any remorse stealing anymore...
He stopped a short distance from the stacked crates, checked again to see if there was anyone around, then went and sat down on one of the small crates. There he waited a few seconds before tapping out a rhythm with his foot. A code. It was pretty easy to sense someone's presence from inside the box, and Hush knew to only respond to this particular rhythm Shade played out. Within a few seconds, the flaps of the right side of the cardboard box - the only side that had flaps to shelter from the wind - shifted and a head of sandy brown hair poked out. Hush crawled out of the box and then he was sitting cross-legged at Shade's feet. Shade smiled and leaned forward, passing him the McDonald's bag. "Here buddy. Dinner."
Hush took the bag, opened it up, then frowned before looking up and giving Shade an incredulous look.
"What?" Shade asked. "Is it not enough for the both of us? Felt like it was. If not then don't worry I'll get my own later. You just eat okay."
But Hush shook his head, his light brown hair falling into his eyes a little, and then fished into the bag. And instead of food he pulled out a phone and wallet, raising his eyebrows at Shade.
"What the...?" Shade took the items and stared at them, frowning. "What are these doing in there?"
((And cue Kim XD))
Kim had more than a small challenge, eventually he even seem to cross the street and if it wasn’t for a construction vehicle that was conveniently placed for her to jump to the jump back on another roof she never would’ve gotten there in time. She saw him turn back into his human form and exhausted propped her self on the wall of the roof nearest them. Catching her breath she missed whatever his little rhythm was because by that point she was moving down the fire escape and in the shadows watching. When she heard him ask the question she took a step forward. “That’s mine, that’s why I ran after you.” She realized before that they were just stealing food. “Can I please have it back?”
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Hush gasped and scrabbled backward, huddling into himself and pressing against the milk crates, shaking.
Shade took one look at him and glared at the woman. “Alright lady clear off!” He growled at her and then narrowed his eyes. “Before I make you.”
Kim’s face was soft, her expression compassionate. “I don’t mean you any trouble, I would have never pursued, but I can’t afford to by another phone.” She looked at the younger boy, though she didn’t know his name. “I’m sorry for scaring you...” She looked back at the ‘thief’. “I get it, you’re looking out for him. He’s lucky to have you.” She was tired, that chase had taken a lot out of her. “Honest, I’m not here to get you in trouble. There’s $15 in the wallets and some change. Keep it, You two need it more than me okay? I just really need my phone. Please?” She could lose everything else he had, but not that. Especially if her boss called in shifts, that might get her enough money to by some groceries.
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Hush was still huddled against the crates, shaking and staring fearfully at the woman.
Kim felt so bad for the trembling boy, but she forced herself to focus on the one who looked to be about her age. “No, I wouldn’t do that. I know that often police officers have good intentions but they end up off and hurting people that don’t deserve it. Instead of going after the bad guys. I got lucky I ended up in the foster system I wasn’t great but, I never had to be homeless. If there was more I could do to help you I would...” An idea hit her, but wouldn’t it be dangerous? He was a man... what if? But that younger boy... “I have a small apartment... it’s not much, but it beats the outdoors.” Surely he would object or think it a trick. “I know there’s not a lot of people who actually care about others out there, but I have a spare key...” She pointed at the wallet. “In the zipper there. You can have it, maybe if you’d like to get indoors or... just get out of the bad weather now and then...” She was insane, lost her mind. They weren’t going to give her phone back, they would keep it, chase her off and later come Murder her! Or so said some paranoid voice, she hadn’t made friends, or trusted anyone in a long time, so the first people would be two random strangers? Maybe she was a little insane, but she couldn’t explain it. She just felt she needed to.
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Hush looked up questioningly, looking just as confused as Shade, and still scared, nervous. He was likely thinking some of the same dark thoughts that Shade was right now... What exactly this woman might want...
Kim offered an apologetic smile. “ it’s not much, and wasn’t furnished I don’t have any furniture. But I’m able to boil water and there’s a shower and the heating and air-conditioning works… Most of the time. Like I said keep the spare key. You can come today or... just when its really bad out. Maybe it’s my chance to do what was done for me, help someone out. One bill to forgive myself I just walked away and did nothing. Didn’t at least try.” ironically this was the most she had talked to anyone since arriving in England anyone person that is. She had the briefest of conversations with people as possible I was just polite and friendly while working on the rest the time she just try to avoid people. I heard experience people just hurt you, or left you. And that was another reason she was willing she doubted they would stick around long but even if they did I wasn’t like they were friends, they were just people who needed help.
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Hush still looked hesitant, his mildly terrified gaze was still on the woman. Of course it would be. Shade turned and walked over to him, bending down to whisper in his ear. “Don’t worry yeah buddy, you know I can handle her if she makes a wrong move. And I’ll keep her away from you yeah? I’ll be with you the whole time.” After all, he wasn’t some helpless slave anymore either! Hush, still clutching the McDonalds bag tightly, cast another nervous glance at Kim and then finally gave the tiniest of nods. Shade grinned back at him reassuringly, then turned back to the woman and that smile instantly faded as he approached her. “I swear to god Lady, if you do us dirty, and if you so much as look at him the wrong way, I will not hesitate to turn into a tiger and rip your throat out.” He growled.
Kim looked at the pair with Patty put focused her gaze to the one who is obviously in charge. “I won’t even make a pretense to act like I know what you to have gone through, but please don’t threaten me. I’m inviting two men, something I normally would never do...” She turned to start walking. “And, I’d die before hurting him. So please, don’t try and intimidate me. It’s as risky for me You two.” She had her phone and wallet, so she began to walk down the alley, but stopped. “Where are we anyway?” The expression on her face was almost comical. She was lost? Even though she ran there? Yep. She was a tourist in terms of her landscape knowledge.
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Kim gave an embarrassed smile. “I was a little focused on getting my phone back, I wasn’t exactly paying attention to roads. I only been in London for a little over a month. I don’t have a car or the money to just get cab so it’s not like I even know the areas very well...” she looked left and right, then asked which way a certain area was where her permit was located. Since her creator doesn’t know London very well she couldn’t even make up a convincing one. “It’s near there. Budget Estate.” Fancy name for a rinky-dink apartments.
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In truth it really hurt with How fearful of her Hush was, but she had no right to say anything. Who horrors that poor guy must have faced. “Yeah, If we can get back towards that park I should be able to find it.” She hopped. As they walked she realized something. “My names Kimberly, but I go by Kim.” She walked slow and steady, not trying to be rude in the introductions, but at the same time not sure how to not make things worse.
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Kim just felt more pain in her heart, she wished she could do something more. She was glad they weren’t looking. Her eyes were tearing up. As a writer it had blessings and curses. Her mind was going through a million scenarios, some very well heard of to completely crazy and abstract. “It’s...” she cleared her throat, the emotion overwhelmed her voice. “This way.” She purposefully picked the side of the street less people liked, the one the beggars frequented along with robberies. She was even attempted to be mugged, but she had nothing of value. “Up the street and a left at the dinner.” That was where she worked, she really didn’t make it far in her exploring today.
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Kim passed several nice appartments, and stopped in front of the ‘Budget Estates’. It wasn’t the worst ever, but it had no pool, it was yellow from years of neglect and there were countless spots that were in obvious need of repair. “187...” She bit her lower lip, moving to the stairs, it was on the third floor. Inside the carpet was clean, but permanently stained. She reached her room at the end of the hall, unlocked it with her key, then pulled the knob up and pushed in. “It drags... this avoids a really horrible sound.” She went ahead inside, but left the door open for the pair. She had been thinking about the sleeping arrangements. “You two can take the bed room.” She pointed to the right. “Kitchen and bathroom is next to it.” Walking inside they would see old pillows and cushions she saved from the trash, used to make her own furniture. A tattered sheet and blanket in the bedroom and a bag of random clothing she manger to get from a charity group, the one that helped her find this place and a job. “Not much in the fridge, but help yourself.” She was telling the truth. She had run out of groceries other than, one bag of noodles, half a box of cereal, and a quarter gallon of milk, past the expiration date.
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((Does the bedroom only have the sheet and blanket? Not a bed?))
Kim shook her head. “It’s fine, maybe it will help him feel safer. The door locks.” She encouraged. “Either of you want some water?” She asked as she went into the kitchen, pulling out an ice tray. One look could show there was nothing in the freezer but the ice tray. What little money she had she used to get to London, and then to put the down payment on the room. “Oh, when you flush you have to hold the handle until the tank empties.” She grabbed what was obviously some things she bought at a thrift store, or perhaps also salvaged from the trash. Random cups, mostly kids some were sippy cups without the kid on them.((Nope, old pillows and cushions. It’s unfurnished so it only has like a stove and fridge, not even a microwave.))
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Hush was starting to look just as surprised as Shade was. He may have been mute but he wasn’t deaf, or daft. Shade just followed her with his eyes, clearing his throat awkwardly. “Yeah sure, we’ll take some.” He said, then looked to Hush, and the bag he realised he was still holding. “Oh... do you... want your McDonalds back...?” Hush didn’t look saddened exactly but he did look up at Shade.
Kim got a few ice cubes and filled the glasses from the faucet and set them on a large flat rectangular pan. Walking towards them and sitting down on two bricks to make a table of sorts. “No it’s fine. You two can have it.” She offered a smile. The place didn’t really look that bad. She had been creative in how she organized things it was just bare. And she had managed to find a cheap needle and thread and was working on repairing things she found. She picked up one glass and gulped it greedily. “Thanks for the exercise, I won’t have any problems falling asleep tonight!” She wales over towards the window looking down at the curb. “No way!” Her eyes widened. “I’ll be back. She hurried towards the door to leave.
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Kim didn’t return quickly, but about 10 minutes later she could be her grunting as she walked down the hall. As she turned the corner and the two would be able to see her she had a tall lamp kind of beat up missing at shade but still having the wire thing around it a chair and the long piece of wood that look to be the top of a small table. She was struggling with the wood mostly. It was heavy and the whole way she kept having to stop and take breaks. “People always wait before the trash truck comes to put good stuff out!” She smiled, just now looking at the room.
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Kim smiled. “That is so awesome!” She sounded like a kid. Certainly l not like your typical adult. Then again in some ways she grew up too early in other ways she was still kid. Once they were inside she close the door but didn’t bother to lock it yet mostly because she wasn’t sure if they would feel intimidated. She moved to place the lamp in the corner as she then took the chair and placed near the kitchen bar. “There was only one chair but hopefully someone’s going to throw out another one later.” She said hopefully. “ i’m gonna grab my stuff for the bedroom, and then you too can have it to yourself.“ she walked into the bedroom mostly just grabbing her suitcase which was pretty much all she had that she brought with her from America and brought it into the living room.
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Kim put the suitcase near the closet. “Yeah, One guys trash is another’s treasure and all that. People throw things away that just need a little fixing. Back home that was pretty common. People would get trashed stuff, fix it up and sell it at a profit, but I’m not that handy.” She slid down the wall onto a set of cushions to rest. Her heart was still pounding and legs hurt.
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Kim shook her head. “It’s a unique situation... No big deal.” In truth she wouldn’t eat today, she needed to make what little she had last, especially since she needed to have breakfast for work Monday. As Hush closed the door she sighed, feeling bad. “I’m sorry... I wish I could help him not be afraid of me.” If one were to look close they would see tears in her eyes, threatening to fall.
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“No good?” Shade said to him, sagging slightly.
Hush shook his head again, looking down at the floor almost guiltily. Shade shook his head and came back over to him, patting his head comfortingly. “Don’t worry about it.” He took the bag and then offered it to Kim. “You sure you don’t want it?” He glanced at Hush, who had backed up to sit against the other wall. “He can’t eat when he’s anxious, he throws up, and I’d rather him not puke up his lunch and breakfast, he needs to keep that at least.”
Kim offered a ghost of a smile. At least he was being more civil to her now. Not that she really blamed him. “No that’s fine you can have itI’m sorry you’re not able to eat it Hush. If that changes later, I have a box of cereal in there help yourself to however much you want.“ Well there went breakfast, but hey. She could skip a few meals, no big deal. She just needed to make it till pay day. She made a point not to stare at him too much still talking in her normal tone but maybe a little softer concern maybe to loud of a voice might make him feel more on edge. And then she gestured to her makeshift table. “The waters for both of you.” She offered another smile, before taking her glass to the sink, rinsing it out the. Sitting it on the counter, for later use.
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Kim was moving to sit down so she of course didn’t see the exchange between the two. “No it’s perfectly fine please don’t let the food go to waste. Think of it as an apology for giving you such a hard time and messing up Hush’s meal.” She did feel personally responsible it was her presence that was bothering him. “If me leaving the apartment would help...”
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Kim had ordered a large chicken nuggets and fries. She didn’t like bread, and since he seemed pretty set on offering her some of the food she relented and took him. “Thanks.“ She ate them at about a normal pace as if they weren’t cold at all. Know anyone who ate at McDonald’s knows just how nasty their fries are when they’re cold. It’s certainly be an empty stomach. She opened her suitcase inside the few pairs of clothing she’s had and re-washed and folded and put away neatly each time. Her laptop hidden inside the case as well and most importantly what she was looking for right now her phone charger. she plugged it into the wall setting her alarm for tomorrow prepping her back against the corner crossing her arms across her knees she pulled them up towards her chest. She seemed all to natural at this. She was really tired, it didn’t help that she had skipped breakfast and that McDonald’s was supposed to be her lunch and now it was dinner time, The adrenaline was finally gone and she just wanted to sleep.
