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D'ya mind if I join ya fer one? waves pack of cigarettes at her and grins

*shows him an empty slab of concret and grins back*

It's still a free world in most contries. Need a ligther?

takes a seat, pulling out his own lighter

Nah, m'good, thanks. lights cigarette and takes a drag

*looks him over and then down at her splint, flicking the ashes off to the side*

Name is Julie. Julie Simmons.

blows smoke away from her and gives a nod

Nice t'meet ya, Julie. Name's Conner McManus.

And you Conner.

*takes a drag, exhaling slowly*

Long day at 'the office' too?

quirks a grin

Never much fer the office settin'. Guess y'could say it though.

*smirks*

Didn't figure you'd be a suit... *closes her eyes for a second* Just- please don't tell me your from London- you'd break my heart.

London? Yer fuckin' kiddin', right? Irish all th'way, darlin'.

*she looks phiscialy relieved*

good- let me buy you a drink?

*stands upwind* Hiya.

*flicks the ashes- tonight was too long to put it out*

Hey kid- how're you doing?

*shrugs, sitting out of the way of the smoke and sincerely hoping the wind doesn't change* I'm...doing. How're you?

Tired, long day at work- I may have to move soon... I'm not sure yet.

*turns to face him, rocking new splint back and forth on the concrete*

I'm thinking Venice- or perhaps N'Orleanse... ever been there?

*shoulders visibly slump* Moving?

*doesn't look at her* No, I haven't.

*frowns and sighs* I know kid- but... I'm not in the best spot here... I'm thinking a few old friends coming t'call is probably a bad thing... I have a few... aquantices out there who I'm thinking of visiting.

*puts the cigerette out, contemplating another*
You should- they're lovely places... great people work out there too... *laughs* I know a guy named Kitty from there.

*still not looking at her* Whatever you want to do. It doesn't matter.

I can't go anywhere. *glances briefly at her*...Kitty.

Hey Kid- it matters. It matters what you think- you have t'help me choose when and where I'm going. I ain't gonna leave without your say.

You will- one day.

*grins briefly and ndos* Ya- Kitty... was 7'1" and had this deep voice- but everyone called him Kitty.

You can do whatever you want. It isn't important. I don't care.

Maybe.

....huh.

Your not helping me be very decisive kid. Come on- name some cities you want post-cards from.

I told you, I don't care.

*...*

You don't want me t'leave.

*shrugs one shoulder, hugging his knees to his chest and not looking at her*

*tosses the but of her last cigerette away and scoots over to him*

Kid- this isn't my home. I was going to have to leave eventualy. Girls like me? We can't stay in one place very long as it is...

I've got some money underneath me, taken the right photos and met some amazing people- including you.

*scoots away* So go then. I told you I didn't care.

*pauses, and scoots back to her spot*

Not yet... I'm going to finish all of this- or at least figure it out... I need that much for closer.

*very softly* Okay.

I care for you kid... you know that right?

*shrugs*