Magnificently Disgarded [open]

[romeo]

December 28th, 2009

Romeo stared blankly out the window of his and his brother's apartment building. It was a fairly cloudly day, not windy or depressingly dark cloudly, just pleasantly cloudy. He grabbed the window ledge and pushed, causing the standard office chair he was sitting in to spin around. Placing his feet on the ground to stop the spinning once it was facing the right direction he got up and walked towards the little kitchen. There was a cantaloupe sitting near the sink that he had bought not too long ago which he picked up and placed on a cutting board. After a short search he found the knife and began to cut the cantaloupe in half. He was nearly done when the knife slid throught the last bit fairly easy and had a short introduction with his index finger.

"Ouch!"
The young mutant exclaimed as he jumped back and quickly stuck his finger in his mouth. Keeping his injured phalange in place he searched the cupboards with one hand for bandaids. After finding none he frownd, but pulled his finger out of his mouth to see that, despite the cut being small, it was fairly deep but the bleeding had stopped. Looking towards the knife he dropped it in the sink with a frown on his face. Mich could wash that knife, Romeo refused to. Wrapping the other half of the cantaloupe up he placed it in the fridge, closed it, and picked up his half. After grabbing a plastic spoon he walked to the door, grabbed his skateboard, pulled on a warm jacket and a knit hat for the cold Chicago December weather, and headed out the door. Well, at least it was mainly frost and wind chill today, about 45-50 degrees he'd bet, but it was still better than snow.

As he skateboarded down the street, scooping bites out of his cantaloupe half as he went, he looked over the yards of people in the neighborhoods to see if they were throwing things out. He liked to go through the perfect little suburban neighborhoods full of the rich families and their nice cut lawns, obediant dogs, and sporty children. It let him feel like he could escape sometimes, like he didn't live in the slums. Well not the slums, but it still wasn't the best part of town either. In fact he was pretty sure that the guy in apartment A11 got out of prison before he and his brother moved in there, and the people above them were always either in horrid fights or having sex; he was guessing it was a fight followed by violent make-up sex. He shuddered at the thought.

Romeo came to a stop in the street in front of a driveway. He held his skateboard in place with one foot while the other kept it's ground on the asphault of the road. His hazel-grey eyes stared forward as he scooped up another bite of the melon in his hands. There was a lamp in their yard, waiting to be picked up by whomever found it interesting. It looked like a hand made vase covered in a rustic polish, and the shade was a simple tan colour but it had an elephant's face on it.
'This is the most magnificent piece of disgarded light source I have ever seen.'
Romeo thought to himself as he stared at it, taking another bite of the cantaloupe.

[sean]

It was the Monday after Christmas and as usual Sean was at a loose end what with not really having any friends other than those at the dance school he was a part of, but that was closed for the Christmas period and wasn’t due to open again until the second week of January. Christmas, he hated it, he never used to, but since having to celebrate it alone it wasn’t the joyous event it should be. He looked out the window of his apartment and saw that it looked bitterly cold outside although thankfully it wasn’t snowing. He decided that rather than sit and wallow in self pity in the apartment he would go out for a walk, maybe the cold crisp air would make him feel better.

Sean walked down the street with his hands in his pockets and not really looking where he was going to be perfectly honest, he just needed to get out and stretch his legs and take in the cool air which was certainly making him feel a bit more alive than he was when he was in his apartment moments before. As he walked still not really looking where he was going a boy who had been on his skateboard just up ahead of him had suddenly stopped but Sean hadn’t noticed this and he bumped right into him.

The knock made Sean land on his backside and he couldn’t help but laugh that his own balance and dexterity skills through his dancing didn’t stop him from falling. He quickly got back up again and shook his head with an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry, it was totally my fault, I wasn’t looking where I was going.” He then put his hands back in his pocket again and made to walk away leaving the boy alone when the feeling of not wanting to be lonely washed over him and he decided to turn around and face the boy.

“I didn’t hurt you did I?” He asked giving him a weak smile.

{ooc - sorry crappy opening post, but hopefully it will get better lol}