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[borrowed_time]

Anyone help with gettin' an ID?

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[balanceact]

The police department could probably help with that.

[borrowed_time]

[That is exactly where she does not want to go but she plays it cool with a smile.] Oh, I didn't lose mine. I was asking for a friend.

[balanceact]

Then tell your friend to go there.

[borrowed_time]

My friend didn't lose his either. He just needs a new one. You don't go to the cops for that

[balanceact]

The he should visit a Secretary of State.

[borrowed_time]

[That makes her laugh.] You mean the DMV?

Writer isn't from USA and that was the first Google result.

[balanceact]

Of course I did.

Re: Writer isn't from USA and that was the first Google result.

[borrowed_time]

((Haha! That's totally okay. I was wondering why he was sending her to the police and Secretary of State. The Secretary of State is like in Washington DC and works with the President.))

I'll let my friend know. Thank you.

[balanceact]

((Where I'm from you have to go to the police to get a valid ID. The Google result just said "go to a secretary of state office". Besides DMV seems to just be for driving licenses, not a regular ID. ". But it also looks to be different from state to state. ))

You're welcome.

[borrowed_time]

((I think in most places in the US non-driver IDs, Driver's Licenses, personal property taxes, registration, state inspections, ect are all done through the DMV. So in case you ever move here, that's why people hate going to the DMV because you can spend half a day there just waiting in a line.))

You from around here?

[balanceact]

((Not in Michigan apparently. ))

Around here as...? I'm from Boston originally.

[have_no_mercy]

What do you want it for?

[borrowed_time]

You a cop? If you’re a cop you gotta tell me.

[have_no_mercy]

No, I don't. But I'm not.

[borrowed_time]

[She was pretty sure that was the law but that's only because she hung out with a lot of potheads.] I gotta friend who needs an ID but he ain't from here and I don't want him to get picked up by ICE or anything. I mean technically he's not from this country but he's not from this time either and he's stuck here. So I'm tryin' to help him out. I know that sounds crazy but I swear on a stack of Bibles.

[borrowed_time]

((Touche. I've never been to Michigan so I wouldn't have known.))

New York? ...OH! Boston! That's cool.

[have_no_mercy]

Where is he from?

[balanceact]

It's not the best town. Lost of low income people and crime.

[borrowed_time]

Rome I think.

[have_no_mercy]

So he's from the past in Rome, he time travelled here and now he's stuck so he needs ID to prove he exists? Darling, he needs an entire life.

[candysgirl]

Let me know when you find someone good.

[borrowed_time]

You need one too?

[candysgirl]

Yes. I want to change my identity completely

[borrowed_time]

Well, yeah, but I figured I'd be lucky to get him an ID.

[borrowed_time]

Why?

[candysgirl]

I’ve messed up too much and want a new start. I could completely reinvent myself.

[borrowed_time]

Girl, you don't need no ID. People reinvent themselves without runnin' away. Besides, everybody fucks up. Nobody is born with all the details and maturity needed to navigate reality. Admitting you fucked up and want to do better is way better than pretending to be perfect.

[misguided_optimist]

[The young woman scrutinizes her carefully before ripping a sheet of paper out of her sketchbook and scribbling an address and information down and folding it. She holds it out.]

Ask for Rosie, she is good at what she does. It looks like a regular mechanic's garage, just knock twice.

[borrowed_time]

[Well, that was easy. Maybe too easy and that made Tenny suspicious. She glanced a the girl, her sketch book, then back to the girl.] I'm about to get robbed ain't I?

[misguided_optimist]

[The vampiress knew that look, she had it all the time when she was younger. She actually chuckles and merely shakes her head while continuing to hold the paper out.] Not at all, I simply want to help. If I wanted to do that, I would have already. [Why beat around the bush?]

[borrowed_time]

[Tenny took the paper gingerly then nodded.] Fair enough but ya don't look all that tougher than me and I can be scrappy so don't be gettin' any ideas. [And then because she remembered her manners late.] Thank you.

[sam_k_roth]

Shit, really? Now I feel like a creep.

[borrowed_time]

Creep? Wh-- [Realization hits her and she cracks up.] No! Not for me. Jesus, I'm 22. I just have a friend who ain't from here who needs ID to work.

[sam_k_roth]

Shit. I'm not sure that made what I have been thinking any better or not.

[borrowed_time]

[She grinned, flattered to her very toes.] Now I wanna know. What were ya thinkin' about that would make you a creep?