John believing himself to be quite lacking in other choices in the matter, obeys the will of Mr. Lee, for to do otherwise would be silly, and heads out to track some wayward lovestruck teens. After a long, painful walk, he returns to the abandoned building where he first found the two, hoping to retrace the steps of not only himself, but his quarry as well.
This goes better than expected, as immediately when he walks over to the door of the dilapidated tenement, it opens up and two teenagers that he can only assume to be Trey and Luz charge out, carrying bags full of stuff with them.
[John's body roll: 4]
[Luz's body roll: 2+1]
[Trey's body roll: 1-->4-1]
They both run right into him, but John remains standing, and Luz stumbles back. Trey, on the other hand, falls awkwardly, hitting his head on the pavement. He looks a bit hurt.
"Shit! You okay, baby?" Luz asks, kneeling down at the beau's form and not paying John any attention..
"I hit my head a little..." Trey says the obvious, rubbing the back of his head while grimacing.
"I think I'll be fine," he then says, though does not not get up just yet.
* * * * *
Halesey, having been put on the right path by the bar lady, has an idea.
"Whoa. Awesome. Thanks. Thank you very much. Hey, what's your name? Do you fancy a drink later?"The woman giggles, placing her hand in front of her mouth shyly.
"Oh, I'm Jenny. And I do think a drink later would be a marvelous idea. At one of those fancy places, maybe! I do love those fancy places, don't you?"Halesey nods, and then steps over to the nun sitting alone at the table.
"Excuse me, Sister Greer? Miss... the kindly miss at the bar, suggested that, with your charitable work and all, you might be interested in buying some of my literature to help the poor and deranged? Even if you aren't, perhaps you'd like to take some back to your nunnery? You know, to show like your nun colleagues? I'm sorry, I'm not very experienced at talking to nuns."Sister Greer, a young, pronouncedly gangly and gray-faced woman, looks at Halesey with wide eyes.
"I'm not... really sure I can help... but I will take a look, maybe?"Having met with agreement on Sister Greer's part, Halesey shows her the gen-lit he's got - she takes a mag doubtfully and begins leafing through it. If she blushes, Halesey certainly can't see it from here.
"This looks... rather filthy, sir. I'm... I'm not sure I'm interested, really."Larry, meanwhile, continues haggling.
"You don't know a deal when you see one. Ten bucks or I'm off."The two guys shrug.
"Ten bucks is much more like it, I guess.""Yeah, ten sounds good. We'll take this one. You got any others like it?
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