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[Claire walks past Firo, reaching up to push his hat down over his eyes in the process.]

Well, then, there's no point in just standin' around waitin' for something to happen. We might as well do some exploring while we're here! Say, you think that old lot we used to play in would still be here?

Hey!

[ Batting at Claire's hand, trying to push the hat back into place. ]

Couldn't say, but no harm in checking, right?

[ Glancing up at a street sign. Huh. Same New York by way of people maybe, but these streets aren't exactly like he remembered them. ]

Assuming we can even figure out which way is which.

What, did time travel somehow mess with your sense of direction? [Claire gives Firo's shoulder a pat, before grabbing at it and pushing him into some direction. He's using familiar buildings as cues, as well as the position... of the sun. That's right.]

[ Ha! The shops are all different! And lots of the buildings have been all changed around. Well, most of them anyways. There are a few that look suspiciously familiar here and there.

Also there is no way a guy like Firo pays enough attention to be able to use the sun like a human compass. He knows it rises in the east and sets in the west and that's good enough for him. ]

Guess it must have. You gotta excuse me, not all of us can just show up almost a hundred years into the future and know exactly which way they're headed.

[ Either way he's still walking in the way Claire picked. He figures the guy seems to know what he's talking about, and usually has a pretty good idea of what's what. ]

[Don't take it too seriously to heart, Firo. Claire is a Godmod, remember?

While they walk, Claire chatters on about what he's doing in his time-point, from the assassinations, to the food, to the girls he met and asked to marry him -- he also points out things he finds interesting every now and then, such as the rats that are the size of cats, the fancier cars, the high-class beautiful women (would you look at THAT dame). This is a time skip, btw.]

-- Anyway, I figure since this is still Manhattan, I'm bound to run into her sooner or later. That's what we agreed on, after all, so I don't see why that would change even with all the time-traveling.

So, this time by tomorrow, if the Gandors still aren't around, I plan on headin' out to look for her.

[Finally Claire is going to ask Firo about himself.] How are you and your girlfriend? She's your girlfriend by now, isn't she?

Edited 2012-02-11 04:07 (UTC)

[ Firo's also not always the brightest crayon in the box. ALSO HOW DOES KILLING PEOPLE EXTEND TO BEING ABLE TO TELL SUN PATTERNS. Angie ANGIE.

Firo is mostly just listening to all this chatter and adding his two cents every now and then. Damn Claire likes to hear himself talk sometimes. Again, not a surprise, but it's something that's always easier to remember when you're hanging around the guy. ]

You really think it works that way? I dunno, Claire. Sounds pretty far-fetched to me, unless that Porter lady brought her in the same way. Either way, best of luck to ya in findin' her.

[ Either way, he's gotta admire Claire's gumption, whether he thinks there's a chance in hell this girl is actually here or not. Also he reaches up to push to tip up the brim of his hat, staring thoughtfully at the sky for a minute. ]

Ennis? Wish I could say she was. Things with us haven't exactly been moving forward, of much of anywhere if I'm bein' completely honest with you.

[IN THE NOVELS CLAIRE IS A GODMOD AT EVERYTHING, I'M SERIOUS. HE LIKE CAN DO EVERYTHING AND CAN READ MINDS AND FIGURE SHIT OUT SO EASILY. Seriously.

Anyway Claire mostly talks to himself this time than he does Firo, sounding crazy. The gestures with his hands at least have calmed down some.]

My world will see to it that I find her, whether she's here or not. Ahh, what am I saying? Of course she's here! She's gotta be, since I am.

[Claire is lost in his own thought, eyes flickering everywhere now as they walk, and ignores what Firo has to say on his own love situation. Claire's more invested... in his own situation. Just wait a second and he'll give him a delayed reaction.]

Edited 2012-02-11 04:53 (UTC)

[ GOD I NEED TO FINISH READING THOSE THINGS ;ASF FUCK. >O

A sigh and a shrug. Firo ain't even bothered. It's not like he was gunning to talk about his lack of play here. Plus, it's probably good Claire found something to be so passionate about, even if it sounds to Firo like it's verging on the edge of delusional here. ]

How do ya figure?

Simple! [He flicks the blade of Firo's switch-blade in and out, as a way of busying his hands... Yeah, that's right. Firo's switch-blade. He pick-pocketed you, bro.] Her presence is what my world intended, otherwise I wouldn't have met her and asked her to marry me.

[ Some friend you are. Get your own knife, dick.

He does actually stop walking suddenly and check his pockets when he notices Claire is messing with that though, for real. Da fuq, man? ]

You sure got a funny way of lookin' at things sometimes.

[ Pulling his hands out of his pocket after, just as he suspected, his search comes up fruitless. Damn. ]

Speakin' of funny, when'd ya lift the knife off me?

What, this ol' thing? [He flips it over his hands, doing a couple of tricks.] About the time I patted your shoulder, actually! It took a while for you to notice, but I can tell your mind's elsewhere, so don't take it to heart or anything. [He holds the knife up, vertical.]

Recognize the block we're on, by the way? [He should!]

[ Show off. ] Hey now, that things got a lot of meaning to me. No need to go insultin' it like that!

[ As for having his mind elsewhere. While he's been vaguely listening to Claire go on about this girl he's into it's true Firo's been a little more preoccupied with checking out the changes in things the entire time they've been walking. Besides, they both know even if Firo was completely focused Claire could have swiped that knife without him noticing until now. Just being honest here.

Also at that question, Firo actually looks away, squinting ahead for just a second before letting out a laugh. ]

Well I'll be! You actually found the place! I guess you weren't pullin' my leg about this city not being so different after all.

You sayin' you even doubted me in the first place? Maybe we should've gone separate ways just so you could've suffered a little without me.

[He cocks his head, tossing Firo the knife.] By the looks of things so far, I'd bet the lot'll be gone, but there'll at least be something on top of it. We might as well check it out while we're here; what do ya say?

Edited 2012-02-11 07:43 (UTC)

Now who's sayin' that?

[ Snagging the knife out of the air and making sure it's folded up properly, before pocketing it.

He glances down the street. ]

I wonder what they woulda built over it.

[ That was a yes, btw. If him starting to walk again wasn't a signal enough for that. ]

I'm hoping what ever it is, it's got food somewhere around. [One track mind. Claire follows Firo, picking up speed because he's always gotta be the leader. The tail end of his coat makes a woosh sound as the wind picks up.]

[The lot is now an apartment complex. How boring.]

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