Lucky day (open)

[Omen]

Chapter 1
Part 1
10:00 am
Sunny

Man, I can’t get nothing from this street…

My boss is going to kill me after he finds out I…

That’s a fine piece of rump…

I have to get home before my wife finds those panties…

Thoughts, idea’s, memories. All of them were rather boring and mediocre to the dark haired woman. Nothing of the likes she as looking for, no sucker to play or cheap scum bag she could play her way into getting a free meal. Sure she had money, but it was dwindling fast and the more she was able to use another, the more she saved her credits. The hustle of the crowded streets was making it hard for her to focus on one particular subject. Too many minds going at once and hers going only so fast, it was making her head spin with the need to catch up. Her eyes scanned the crowds instead for the hundredth time that morning, her 2nd cup of black coffee was starting to get cold and she was sure the waiter was catching on as well that there was no other table guest she was waiting for. His mind was a lot sharper than most and even placing a thought or two wouldn’t keep him from her for long.

Bright blue eyes combed the street from her café table outside. Still nothing viable, and this was supposed to be the better side of town? Gimme a break. Anyone who has passed her by have all been too poor to feed a dog let alone her to mooch off of. At least mooching was better than mugging, and those thoughts weren’t really possible in this town. A sleazy girl looking for a gold digger wasn’t punishable by law, so this charade would be safer to stick with. She could street perform, but that would be a higher risk to herself. They didn’t do so well no matter how well they behaved. Damn, she needed her luck to change.

“Heya darling, still no show? Jerk seems to be standing you up.”

The cute little blond curls on the kid made her cringe inwards. A man shouldn’t be cute, but then he had this boyish look to him that made Kaiya re-framed from touching his mind. He looked too much like … someone she knew.

She offered a weak smile and cupped both her hands around the mug. “Seems like you’re right. I suppose I should call it quits, how much do I owe you?” She resisted the urge to plant a thought about letting her have the coffee for free. She could afford this at least, but was surprised when the boy shook his head. Curls bouncing with the force and a crinkle in his left eye from his kid like smile.

“Nah, it’s on the house. Think of it as making up for that jerk standing you up.” His good natured response gave her a slight hesitation to what she was going to do next. Her mind reached out to his just as he went to return back to work.Ask her to dinner, she looks lonely. It’s only dinner right? To cheer her up.

He paused.

“You’re right, he is a jerk… But thank you very much for the coffee.” She stood to leave, dusting off her beige knit sweater. Come on, ask me out already. She lingered only as long as she could without seeming like she was expecting him to take up her offer. She sighed heavily, realizing her push hadn’t taken and turned to leave.

“I’ll see you around-“

“No wait… Uh… wh-what are you doing later?” a blush had crept up to his cheeks. His waiter tray hugged tightly to his chest in anticipation. Very cute like…

Could she? Of course she could, and should wasn’t even considered. It was more, would she… It was disgusting to look at this kid and try to tolerate it past everything she knew would hurt her in the end. She buried the past long ago but still… this seemed too fresh. Just under the surface of how she left them to die. Was it guilt? Staring into those green eyes she felt a flicker of recognition and hastily swept it away. She needed to survive, no matter who was in the way. She made that promise to herself, but Karma had a way of coming back to someone who played with innocents. But was he innocent?

She offered him a smile before she answered and delve into his mind. She had to make sure. The thick ooze of his under core self was like slim coated worms. Thoughts of everything but a ‘nice’ time were running through the blond’s head. He was as good an actor as she was, only thing was how he managed to stay under the radar? Creeps like him didn't stay on the streets for long. At least now she would make sure of it. The Force was slacking on this one.

The more she dove inside the more she felt reassured she could take advantage of him. He was only adorable to his victims.
She offered a shrug and a flirtatious smile, giving her hair the little flip over her shoulder.“Nothing really… Only plans for a night alone. Nothing special. Why you offering?”

His smile turned upwards, and for a brief moment, she caught the sickness in the gleam of his white teeth. Oh yes, she could do this. Her good deed for the day would ensure her good luck.

[calissa]

Chapter 1
Part 3
Time: 10:00am
Place: Port Gallieon
Weather: Sunny
Affiliated Threads: --

“Nothing happens by chance, my friend... No such thing as luck. A meaning behind every little thing, and such a meaning behind this. Part for you, part for me, may not see it all real clear right now, but we will, before long.”

Things have been less than pleasant for the young dancer. Ever since she met Chang, it feels like her world has been turned upside down. Was she complaining? Only to herself. Was she regretting meeting Chang? No, he had turned out to be a good friend and pleasant company. What she did hate was her new eyes. Nothing was innocent anymore. Was that guy over there an undercover agent for the Force? Was his small glance something else? Or was it simply innocent. Things were different now and Lucina had a feeling that things would never be the same for her again.

Blond hair up in a ponytail, large white-rimmed sunglasses, and a simple dark blue sundress helped blend the dancer into the crowd. A soft pink scarf was wrapped loosely around her neck. The streets of the port were crowded, people from all over the universe yelling. Different social classes were present, though very little good motives were seen. At least it's a nice day. Sighing, she pushed her way through the crowd. She needed something warm in her, something with caffeine. She had had a long, long night just tossing and turning in bed, just trying to sleep. A cafe was up ahead, she could see the sign up ahead. Hopefully it would be nice, just a quite place to relax and calm her already pounding head.

Coffee...not my usual choice, but right now it sounds perfect. Slipping her way through the crowd, the blond dancer finally made it to the cafe. It was mostly empty, thank the Goddess. Sighing in soft relief, Luce pushed open the door and stepped in, the little bell above the door announcing her presence to others. Removing her sunglasses, her blue-gray eyes swept over the room. A young couple in the corner enjoy a breakfast date, a mother and father with their child, a brunette woman talking with one of the waiters. It was perfect. Spying a booth near the window, she made her way over. Her white ballet flats made no noise as she walked, the soft classical music and normal conversations being the only thing heard. She moved past the woman and the waiter, slipping into the booth. It was comfortable and warm from the sun. Luce took a moment to relax, gazing out the window at the people outside. It was much quieter in here, much more peaceful. Like that day had begun.

“No wait… Uh… wh-what are you doing later?” She glanced over for a moment. It was the young, boyish waiter. Seems like he was asking out the brunette woman.

“Nothing really... Only plans for a night alone. Nothing special. Why you offering?” A small smile formed on Luce's lips as she looked back out the window. By the woman's answer, it seemed like she was going to accept. I wonder...does she have any idea who he is? What he's like? Is he a good guy? Is he a “bad” one? Is he truly “bad”? What if he's a part of the Force? Luce sighed and turned her eyes the large menu on the wall, though she found she couldn't concentrate. Things were so different now. She was so different now. With a sigh, she ran her hand through her hair leaning back onto the seat again. Will I ever be who I was again? Is it even possible?

[Omen]

She watched the switch turn in his head like a light bulb as the bell rang to notify the café door opening. His mind went from inquiry to predatory in that instant, so fast was the change that she couldn't believe how he just picked his prey so easily. Even in the underground prey was picked and then deliberated over before the initial strike. His mind fascinated her only to the point of how he avoided detection. Perhaps it was because that he picked his so fast, yet the more she listened the more of his secrets were unveiled. His thoughts of murder and intrusion were underneath... something not on the surface. It was not the man before her.

He inhaled and the slight composure he had slipped into the degradation his sick mind came up with. It was a causal glance most would have mistaken as a waiter doing his due diligence to patron over their guests, but only she could see the inner workings of his brain. The game he liked to play and way he would enjoy it… murder… violation… torture. His previous plots and games were going to end today though, she was going to make sure of it. The response from him was very much delayed as another girl sat near her table. His eyes followed her with a hidden greed and the perched answer on his lips seemed ready to come forwards as he turned to to her to finish his conversation.

“Why not hang around a bit more?” he winked his boyish charm her way and turned to the blond. He apparently was so fixed on her that he forgot what she had previously asked him. How rude… yet she smiled like held a secret and sat back down. A flash of his white teeth almost made her want to cringe, but better not to scare the girl next to her by reacting to him.

His frame turned towards the blond with a warm greeting and raised his pad of paper and pen. "Actually!" She spoke up hoping to take his attention away from the girl. "I'd like some breakfast... surprise me okay?" Perfect... I know the exact thing... it'll work fast and- She put the idea in his head, hoping that would make him keep him busy until she could do with the patrons. His mind was blur of things he was going to do, the excitement was palpable and she gave a sigh of relief as he nodded and was about to leave without speaking to the blond, but then stopped in mid stride, almost as if he forgot something. His eyes turned to blond once more and he was suddenly plotting on how to get both of them. Kaiya resigned, he wasn't going to give up on her... The finest tea...... that'll work.....[/color]

"You know miss, I hope you don't find me presumptuous... but you look like a tea drinker more than coffee.... I have the perfect thing... Just let me see if my instincts are still correct and bring you out a cup."

He debated for bit and rushed into the back room. Now with him gone... she smiled at the girl and watched her doubts flutter by. Rough, it seems something happened to cause doubt... fear even? Pfft, ya she was right to be afraid and doubt, although she picked the wrong cafe to try and re-situate herself back to normal. Kaiya didn't want to, but she might have to take out this kid before he brings out anymore drinks.

She smiled at the girl. "Hey. Nice day today eh? They're pretty busy here day round... although I haven't seen you around before. New to the area? Or just not a coffee addict like me?" Her tone was light and friendly.

Kaiya started to act fast, she raced her mind into the thoughts of the others around the cafe, he was planning and she had to clean out the cafe. She started with the couple at their table, she thought of dates for them to go to.... how the boyfriend should be romantic, how the lovely flower fo a girl in front of him deserves more... She did this while she gave her warm smile to the woman.

"Name's Kaiya..." She extended her hand, hoping to get further into her mind to try and let her mend herself without damaging her further. Kaiya was used to blood and spray, she wanted to protect the woman from seeing that if she could.... and if she saw it... she wanted the girl to understand somewhat.