Things Happen [Open] ●

[Elias Taylor]

Elias looked down at the note that was grasped tightly in one hand. To be honest, when his sister guilted him into this trip he wasn’t thinking he was going to get lost. He was sure Sarah knew he was going to get lost. The smirk on her pale face was one that he was sure was in horror movies. Squinting down at the piece of paper- the sun glasses did nothing to dim the glare that was reflecting off of everything. He was tempted to call Hayden or someone that he knew to help him find the bloody place. They lived at the beach didn’t they? Then again he did leave at the beach all his life and he still couldn’t find his way out of a wet paper bag. Briefly looking up at nothing to give a glare- he returned his eyes back down to the paper.

All this for a few cupcakes. Elias had scoffed when his sister outright begged him to go spend money on cupcakes he could have just made. He didn’t understand the point. She however knew that teary eyed face was nothing but torture for the older man and he squirmed in his seat as she easily won over him. All this for cupcakes- he reminded himself. Elias thought when he was younger that the ‘puppy eyed’ routine would grow old and lose its effectiveness. A laughable idea in its own right to be honest. Sarah knew of his weakness too and exploited it every chance she got. Elias couldn’t find himself to be mad at her either, despite his ranting at her.

She had done jobs to save up her money to get the cupcakes. He had no say over her money- even as her older brother. Eventually he sighed and gave in, ready to order whatever bloody cupcakes he needed. He wondered if his sister would get angry if he purposely got skull cupcakes instead.

“You stupid-!” He could hear her voice shriek and a chuckle met his lips as he finally got to the corner and waited for the light to change, ignoring the other person waiting for the cross light to light up. There were no cars- but he didn’t exactly want to get run over. This was when his day when terribly wrong- as he heard a shrieked shout behind him. Turning his head briefly- he blanched at the man speeding towards him and the other person waiting on the sidewalk.

As he stumbled backwards- not noticing if the other person did the same- the man shrieked in glee as he pedaled across the crosswalk and shot down the rest of the road- yipping almost like a drunk Chihuahua. There was a pause, before he eloquently replied to the other person standing nearby. “I don’t know what just happened. Do you?” They had to wait two more rotations to cross- why not talk about what he possibly put down as just ‘another occurrence in this crazy-bat toybox’.

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[Diana Maksim]

It was a beautiful spring day for a visit to the beach district of Georgetown. The water was still too cold for a swim, but the sun was shining, fair weather clouds drifted lazily by Lazily overhead casting pools of shade, and the breeze off the ocean a few blocks over was pleasantly cool, to say the least. Not that the tall blue eyed woman was paying any attention to any of that. There were much more important things she needed to do before she could ever think of taking time for herself. Or so she told herself. Diana wanted to lay on the beach and tan. She also wanted to bring Alena, and any of her other female siblings to join her, but then she wouldn't be able to shop. Plus she'd already caused an uproar at work.

Her employers at the "Big Easy" bail bonds and fugitive recovery were shocked, to say the least. Diana had never taken a day off since she started. She seemed to always be out on the prowl for any wanted fugitives on her list, be it morning, noon, or night. So when she suddenly asked for a few days off, they were speechless. There was an uncomfortable silence before Robbin became panicked and blurted out questions about the health of her family.

Diana laughed at her at first thinking they were ribbing her for her want of taking time off, until she realized that Robin and Bubba were genuinely concerned. "No no, Everyone's fine. It's my younger sister's Birthday on the 18th, and I want to get her something special. Maybe surprise her." She'd assured them.

So there she was, no longer in her usual "Kick ass, no nonsense" bounty hunter garb. It was a more casual jean shorts, t-shirt, and pink sneakers. It was so unusual, even to herself, that she felt rather uncomfortable for some reason. Like she was under dressed or something. Which was weird, because Diana was not a shy girl. 'I really need to get out more' she told herself. Since when was she this self conscious? 'Hell, wait 'till they see the swimsuit I picked out for this year' She mused. She was really looking forward to the reactions of her co workers, if she could figure out a way to get them all to a pool or the beach here. Diana giggled at the thought.

No matter. It was a mute point right now. She wasn't out to socialize, she was here to find a gift. But not just any gift. It had to be special. It was for Elena, after all, so it needed to be since she was blind. The problem was that she shop Diana was looking for didn't seem to exist, according to her phone's navigation program. "Ceri, take me to Carrella's Music Box" she repeated for the third time. And once again her phone came back with other locations with somewhat similar names. It was a place a friend recommended, and she knew it existed because she called about the hours of operation earlier. It was supposed to be on the border of the Artisan and Beach districts.

Why didn't she ask her friend for directions?... Diana glanced up at the traffic light to see the "Do Not Walk" signal glowing a solid red. How long had she been standing there? At least a few light cycles, she was sure. Diana realized that while she was playing with her phone, a guy had walked up behind her and was standing at the light also. This got an eyebrow arch from her. How the heck did she miss that? Luckily he didn't look familiar. She shook her head thinking 'Sloppy, Di. Really Sloppy. What if that was someone you picked up that had a grudge?'
She put her phone to her ear to call the store for directions, when a shriek from behind had her glance in that direction. There was a guy on a bike bearing down on them at a high rate of speed. She took a few step back and glanced at the man next to her to make sure he'd heard the shriek and was reacting. Seeing him step out of the way, she turned her attention to the idiot on the bike who flew past making weird noises. Diana's eyes narrowed in frustration. "Seriously, Dipshit?" She shouted at the lunatic who never slowed. She crossed her arms at her chest and bit her tongue to keep from wasting her breath on the guy who was already out of earshot. It was so ironic. All the criminals she put behind bars, and a shmuck on a bike almost took her out?

A moment passed before the guy next to her asked her if she knew what just happened. She turned her eyes towards the voice and sighed. "I think we just met the village idiot" She replied with a sigh. Diana shook her head. "I'll have to check my copy of 'Weird Georgia' to be sure." She said, and found herself stifling a laugh at the thought of finding a story of that guy in the pages of the book.


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