Thursday, October 8, 2009

Chapter 1 - 4

Tina Spartan was slim, wearing a pink tanktop and a frilly green skirt that went just to her knees. She wore her dreadlocked dark hair up in a tie-died scrunchie. She had multiple piercings in each ear. She always seemed to be smiling, and carried a burlap sack with peace symbols and flowers pained on. Most would assume that she was a hold-over granola girl, with all kinds of misguided ideals but good intentions. Most people are wrong.

“I’ve got an activity tonight,” Archer said after some small talk.

“Oh? Sponsoring a lecture or something?”

“Not...exactly.”

Tina understood immediately, and narrowed her eyes. “Who wants it?”

“Timmy the Brick.”

“That buckethead. Who do you think is behind it?”

“Could be anyone,” Reginald theorized. “Help out the Brick, then take it from him easily in a later challenge. Of course, Timmy’s too dense to even consider it.”

“What time?”

Reginald grimaced. “I don’t want to drag you into this.”

“Stop being so cavalier. We help each other. That’s how this works.”

“I...well...”

“Oh, you’re adorable when you think you’re in charge,” Tina said, touching his arm. “What time?”

“3 a.m., outside my building.”

“I’ll be there. So...what are you doing until then?”

Reginald shook his head and wonder why he put himself through this. He should be concentrating on the game, but he just felt that this was a much more enjoyable use of his time.

“Well...” Reginald started, but was interrupted when someone walked up to the table.

“Excuse me, I...heard I could get a reading here?”

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