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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 7:55 pm
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 8:11 pm
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 9:52 pm
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 10:31 pm
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2012 8:01 pm
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ninja-boi92 Miguel shrugged, eyeing the food for a second. "i honestly forget how young i am sometimes..." he mumbled to himself, before finally losing the battle to restrain himself. he started on the food, still trying to not completely attack it, but still managing large mouthfuls at a time. between bites, he couldn't help but look up at the newspaper she was reading. he always ended up with newspapers (it seemed they were easier to come by than food or money anymore), and so he naturally got drawn to the news. The one thing he noticed about this paper, like all the others, was its fixation on crime. it wasn't TOO bad of a thing, seeing as it was a big deal now. but he still couldnt help but note it. he usually ended up more interested in the pettier crimes. the people he generally dealt with. but it seemed today there were hotter-ticket villains having their twisted sort of 'fun.' he glanced back to Evelyn as she spoke again. he shrugged. "i've learned to fight through the starvation... i kinda have to..." he trailed off, not really wanting to go into a huge explanation of his life. he shook his head as she apologized. "don't worry about it."
he glanced over to the television, seeing the issues at the Chemcorp building. he wasn't too familiar with the name, but it sounded important. well... if a villain was going to go thru the trouble of basically dismantling it, it HAD to be important. his empty hand subconciously went to go for his bag as he shifted slightly in his seat, but he stopped himself. he had food. he was not in some alley, he was in public. and it was a big time sort of villain. the 'heroes' would soon be rearing to go get him. Miguel figured he'd be ok sitting it out. but it still didn't sit well with him to not act. he couldn't help but let slip, "wonder whats keeping the heroes..." he kept looking at the TV.
Evelyn frowned, glancing at Miguel as he looked back down at his food before picking up the newspaper so that it covered half her face. Her eyes stared at the paper thoughtlessly as she crossed her legs. "Heroes..." She trailed on. She had noticed Miguel's earlier discomfort and thought nothing of it so far.
"Heroes are mere facades. They say they want to help society but they do more bad than good. They just want attention. The farm boy; the suppressed girl; the boy who never got a chance. They all crave things they don't have. And villians...well, they aren't much different. They are just corrupt mongrels," she stated simply. She, of course, considered herself the exception.
She thought as Syth as a savior of humans. The punisher of the ignorance of humanity. And Syth will be the vehicle that would allow her to wipe out the corruption that humans had spread about.
Evelyn's eyes were hollow, not exactly staring at the paper anymore, much less anything. Finally, after the waitress came to drop off the bill did Evelyn glance up. Her hand snapped back, quickly, and snatched the bill off the table. She scanned it mindlessly. She looked at Miguel and gave a small smile. "Take your time. If you want more, all you have to do is order more," she offered and folded the paper away. She didn't want to read anymore articles. Nothing more. She propped her chin up with her arm and watched Miguel eat ( Which is quite creepy, if I say so myself. )
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 1:26 pm
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 8:59 pm
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 10:02 pm
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 10:08 pm
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 10:20 pm
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 10:22 pm
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 3:26 pm
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