open RP voicetesting thing

[onlywaytolive]

[Gabe doesn't have a whole lot to do today. He's been at the garage working most of the day, but he was able to wrap things up and get out of there for a little while. He's been told that it's good for him to do, get out from under the cars and get some fresh air now and again.

So he's doing that. He's sitting outside at a coffee shop, lets stretched out in front of him, coffee on the table (black, the only way he likes it) and cigarette in his hand. He's watching the world pass him by, but mostly watching the cars pass him by. He likes watching each car and thinking up an immediate fact about the make and model, or diagnosing a problem in his head just by the sounds the car is making.

This is his way of relaxing. It's not very normal, but it's his thing.

Chances are he's waiting for his sister to get out of class. Or he's waiting to meet you. Or he doesn't know you at all, and that's about to change. Either way, he's here.]

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[onlywaytolive.livejournal.com]

Nothing that will last. [he shakes his head and holds her books out to her, watching her carefully.]

Are you sure?

[She doesn't look well. The sickly catch his eye easily as it relates to his sister's Calling. Maybe it's his protective instinct over Abby, but he's always extra attentive to such things.

He also shrugs a bit. He doesn't always go out of his way to help people, but he doesn't know how to ignore someone falling over.]

Maybe you haven't met the right people.

[bringthepoison.livejournal.com]

Oh..? Oh! That's good, yes.

[Justine sheepishly takes her books back and holds them tightly to her chest. Taking a deep breath she gets to her feet. Her eyes finding their place back on the pavement.]

Yeah, I'm sure. Just a little sickly. I'm used to it, always happens. It's okay. You won't get it.

[I'm trying my best not to infect anyone, she thinks.

She falls silent for a little while. She wants to laugh at that, she feels she should. But laughter and joy are things that do not come easy to her. She had her studies, they comforted her. But all she has is her books.

Instead, she manages a small smile.]

.. They.. always said I was with the right people at my school. Huh. That should be ironic or something, yeah?

[onlywaytolive.livejournal.com]

[He stands upright too and pushes his hair back off his forehead.]

No, I do get it. You can't help how you are.

[He studies her a bit, watching as she doesn't look at him, and he sighs. He doesn't know why he feels bad for her, but he does. He doesn't want to just cast her off.

He's glad when there's a small smile]

Everyone has their own perception of right.

[He clears his throat and sets up the chair she knocked over.]

You should sit for a bit. Maybe have something to drink. That spill wasn't very good for you.

[bringthepoison.livejournal.com]

[She nods reluctantly. Her Doctor tells her that too.]

Yes, that's true. Isn't it?

[She pauses, unsure. She wants to get home, lock the door and forget about being outside today. But he's being nice and it's a good feeling.

She misses having people to talk to. Her brother rarely writes these days and her Doctor's on holiday. She was given a number, but she doesn't want to bother her. After much thought and looking back towards the way she heading, she nods.]

Alright. I.. I have some water in my bag. I should.. take my pills.

[They'll certainly take the edge off... everything.]

[onlywaytolive.livejournal.com]

We all think we can change who we are, but it's not so easy.

[he says it with an easy shrug and sits down again.]

C'mon. Rest for a bit. Take your pills.

[he's not going to press it, but he would like her to sit for awhile.]

Do you want something else? Tea maybe? On me.

[bringthepoison.livejournal.com]

No. It's not. It's... a shame some people can't see that. Even myself.

[Slowly, she sits down in the seat next to him. She sits rigidly for a few moments, before placing her books on the table next to them. She doesn't take her pills outside often, let alone in front of others. 'He'll think I'm a nutjob. They always do.'

But the urge to take them becomes greater and after a while, she pulls out her water bottle and what would someone assume to be a small medi-kit. She begins to count out several pills, all different colours and shapes almost trance-like, like she's done it a million times before.

Taking them one at a time, each with a swig of water. She quickly returns the medi-kit to her bag and sits awkwardly in silence.]

I'm Justine.

[She purses her lips and shakes her head.]

Oh, gosh. No. It's alright. You don't have to.

[onlywaytolive.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't give much attention to her taking her pills, because really it's not his business. He takes a long sip of his coffee and gives her a nod.]

I'm Gabe, and if you change your mind let me know.

[His fingers reach out to pick up his Zippo lighter and he tumbles it around in his fingers, knocking the edge of it into the table with each spin. It's just something to do with his fingers and attention.]

So you go to school around here?

[bringthepoison.livejournal.com]

[Justine nods but doesn't say anything. She watches him every now and then as he plays with his lighter as she clings to her water bottle, taking awkward sips every now and then.]

Oh, no. I finished school. I would like to go to college, but..

[She trails off and bites her lip. College is a scary thought. Too many people at risk. She clears her throat and shakes her head.]

I just live here now. It's nice. There's lots of bookshops.

[onlywaytolive.livejournal.com]

[He nods at that. His fingers still move around the lighter, which he'll probably continue doing for awhile. He doesn't even realize he's doing it at this point.]

But what?

[His head even tilts a bit to listen, but he quickly fills in..]

I mean...not that it matters what your reasons are. They're yours. My sister is in college, but...it just wasn't for me, you know?

[and there's a smile as he glances around them.]

Yeah, it is pretty nice. I haven't checked out too many of the bookshops though.