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Post by Aldo Carias on Jun 5, 2009 13:28:52 GMT -8
Aldo was kneeling on the ground, cutting out a large square of cardboard from the giant box in front of him with a Stanley knife. He had little windows drawn onto the box and a sketching of flowers on the bottom. He finished cutting out the door and crawled inside.
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Post by Alora on Jun 5, 2009 13:34:49 GMT -8
Ace was walking down the streets, actually, she was walking down the middle of the road, cars swerving to dodge her. She even heard a large crash somewhere behind her... She turned and looked at it with large eyes, worried that she might be put to blame... and that maybe someone would have been injured? After the people rushed out of the car before it exploded, She sighed with relief. They survived, and she wouldn't be sued! ((XD}} Ace turned back ahead of her, and she noticed Aldo crawling into a really really girly looking cardboard box... "Uh... Dude..."
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Post by Aldo Carias on Jun 5, 2009 13:41:30 GMT -8
Aldo shuffled around and poked his head out. "Haven't you ever seen a guy go into his own house before?" he said defensively before pulling out a pink colouring pencil and colouring in one of the flowers. There was another, quieter explosion and a tire rolled into the alleyway. Aldo dropped the pencil and pounced on it, dragging it back into his cave, I mean, box.
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Post by Alora on Jun 5, 2009 13:45:36 GMT -8
Ace nearly laughed, "Uhh... Hey Aldo... I.... " She paused dead for a minute, "Actually, I have no smart comment for this... It speaks for itself" -She said it as if in shock.
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Post by Aldo Carias on Jun 5, 2009 13:50:49 GMT -8
Aldo pushed the tire into the centre of the box and sat on it. "Sup, Ace." he said, "It's not that weird, y'know. It's my cardboard box." He pulled out a flask and shook it at her. "Wanna come in for a drink? If you have a sandwich it could be the housewarming party."
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Post by Alora on Jun 5, 2009 13:54:57 GMT -8
Ace looked at it all for a moment before shrugged, "Well it's your lucky day. I have a sandwhich." She pulled the tuna-steak sandwhich out from a paperbag from her rugsack. She bent down to crawl into the box, and took a seat on the opposite end of the tire. "You really splashed out on this pad, huh." She smirked, having finally come up with a smart remark for the situation.
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Post by Aldo Carias on Jun 5, 2009 13:58:15 GMT -8
"Oh, totally I broke my bank with it." he said, mock serious. He took a deep drink of vodka from the flask and wiped his mouth then offered to her again. "So, how've you been?"
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Post by Alora on Jun 5, 2009 14:06:17 GMT -8
Ace took the flask and lifted it like in a toast, "Alright." She said, taking a big gulp and burning her throat. She nearly coughed. She had drunk before, seeing as her father had buckets of it in her old house way back when, but she didnt really get that into it. It had 'cool' written on it, so it was all good. "You? You... seem to be doing well..." She grinned.
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Post by Aldo Carias on Jun 5, 2009 14:08:30 GMT -8
"Yeah, I'm really coming up the the world, as you can probably see," he said, gesturing the the cardboard box. "I'm thinking about raiding the junkyard, getting a engine and some wheels, you know? Making it into a mobile home or something. That'd be really good." The sad thing was that he was deadly serious.
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Post by Alora on Jun 5, 2009 14:10:37 GMT -8
Ace blinked, "Uh, wow... You know... I thought your were like, loaded... I mean, aren't you loaded?" She looked confused for a minute. "And then, if you Are really loaded, then why the hell are you living in a cardboard box again?" She stole some of his half of the sandwhich to start- she hadn't even touched her own half yet.
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Post by Aldo Carias on Jun 5, 2009 14:15:40 GMT -8
"What's the point of getting an apartment? I don't need it. It's just unnecessary. I think they burnt all my old stuff anyways. Except the coat. I was wearing it. But yeah, what's the point? They took everything anyways, may as well have my apartment."
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Post by Alora on Jun 5, 2009 14:17:50 GMT -8
Ace tilted her head, "What are you talking about? Who took what now." To be honest, after thinking about it, Ace didn't know much of anything about Aldo. Just like Aldo knew just about nothing about her. What was weird is that even though that was the case, they still got along just fine. Which was highly unusual to Ace...
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Post by Aldo Carias on Jun 5, 2009 14:23:14 GMT -8
"Have you ever heard of AC Electronics? Big company, finger in every pie. That was my company. After everyone at MVA disappeared I left and started gambling. Somehow, I was really lucky. Got enough capital to star my own business. Made billions. Then a bunch of guys there pretty much cut my feet out from under me and took it all over." Aldo pulled out a cigarette and lit it, taking a drag. "Fuckin' dicks. But yeah. I've been a hobo ever since. I did manage to save a good chunk of my money though, so ha. They're probably dead now anwyays. So joke's on them"
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Post by Alora on Jun 5, 2009 14:26:55 GMT -8
Ace gave a big sigh, "Well I'm glad I could help you a little... I mean you could have been a hobo years before if gambling had gone awry... Damn i'm good...-- At the same time though. Those guys, whoever the fuck they were... They were fucking bastards who should have been aborted 8 months in." She gave him a pat on the shoulder.
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Post by Aldo Carias on Jun 5, 2009 14:33:25 GMT -8
"Thanks, Ace." Aldo said and took a chomp of his half of the sandwich. "Not much I can do about it now anyways. I'd have to be seriously lucky to have any shot..." he trailed off. "Hey, wait a minute...."
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Post by Alora on Jun 5, 2009 14:34:51 GMT -8
Ace raised an eyebrow... "Are you asking?... How much is it worth to you?"
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Post by Aldo Carias on Jun 5, 2009 14:39:56 GMT -8
"Think of it this way, Ace. When I was in charge, I made billions. In every currency there is."
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Post by Alora on Jun 5, 2009 14:58:30 GMT -8
Ace grinned pleasantly, "Alright... Sit still." Ace closed her eyes and imagined his lucky-meter. Strangely, Luck was measured like points on an oil meter in a car. Or whatever that thing is called. She could tell by thinking about it whether he was full-up lucky or a bit low on fuel. And like a telekinetic, she could move the arrow around, for better or worse. It took a lot out of her as she pushed his luck to the absolute limit. She barely ever did that to other people, but she had enough practice on herself.
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Post by Aldo Carias on Jun 5, 2009 15:09:02 GMT -8
Aldo blinked, feeling a weird sensation of 'Y'know, if I try something it might actually work!' come over him. He took another bite of tuna sandwich, unaware that he had just narrowly avoided a bout of food poisoning. He gave her a look of concern and passed her the vodka. "You alright, Ace? You look a bit wrecked now."
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Post by Alora on Jun 6, 2009 11:20:28 GMT -8
Ace's eyelids were nearly shut, "Wow. This Tire is uncomfortable..." She stated drowsily. She waved her arm about the air in a lazy fashion, "Heh, naaah i'm fine. Don't give two shits about me, no one else does neither..." She follow that slurred outpore with a random, "Shutup."
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Post by Aldo Carias on Jun 6, 2009 12:38:20 GMT -8
Aldo sighed. He got out of the box then gently pulled her out after him, careful not to hurt her. "Right, I'm gonna try get some cash from the ATM without anyone seeing me and find you a room to stay in." He propped Ace up against an alleyway wall and poked a hole in the 'door' and 'wall' of the box and tied the door shut with a piece of string, then turned back to Ace and picked her up.
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Post by Alora on Jun 6, 2009 12:41:09 GMT -8
Ace had one eye open just to see him lock his door with string, "you are so impractical.." She grunted. "You aren't gonna rape me right?"
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Post by Aldo Carias on Jun 6, 2009 12:50:30 GMT -8
"Nah. Your ass is safe from me, jailbait." Aldo grunted. "Now, you gonna take a piggyback ride or do I have to do all the work?"
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Post by Alora on Jun 6, 2009 13:15:44 GMT -8
"Thanks." She laughed lightly, "Yeah sure." Ace added the phrase vaguely. It didn't really give an answer. Instead, she hoisted herself with the last of her strength onto his back. Basically she strangled him to get on his back. it was quite humorous actually.
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Post by Aldo Carias on Jun 6, 2009 13:25:27 GMT -8
Aldo's response was 'Ack... Ack... Ace, can't... breathe...." He pulled her wrist into a more comfy (for him) position, put his arms under her knees to keep her in place and set off, looking for an ATM.
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Post by Alora on Jun 6, 2009 13:29:43 GMT -8
Ace just laughed. What else needs to be said?
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Post by Aldo Carias on Jun 6, 2009 13:36:25 GMT -8
"I'm glad you're getting such a kick out of it." he muttered, "I happen to take asphyxiation very seriously. Well, sort of. Don't make me trade you for a pack of smokes, Ace."
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Post by Alora on Jun 6, 2009 13:39:26 GMT -8
"Smokes? Where?" She said, half asleep. For a scrawny fscker, Aldo was surprisingly comfy. At least to a girl who mainly slept on the floor of her apartment or in alleyways.
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Post by Aldo Carias on Jun 6, 2009 13:45:40 GMT -8
"In my pocket. Actually, can you get one out for me? I don;t know where my other one went..."
Unbeknownst to Aldo, his other cigarette had fallen out of his mouth and had smouldered on the floor for a few minutes before setting the box on fire. His box was now a sad little pile of ash and melted tire rubber.
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Post by Alora on Jun 6, 2009 13:49:05 GMT -8
Ace shrugged, as she didn't know either. Poor aldo though. "Sure." Then the intellegent little creature set to work at taking off her left shoe and taking the box out between her big and slightly smaller toe. The shoe lay a few feet behind her now. Smart move ace.
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