All Shook Up (Open)

[Chuck Miller]

Perhaps the winter in Vermont wasn't the most logical time to get ice cream, but Chuck had a craving. And besides, it was warm inside the mall, even if outside was frosted white with snow. And since he didn't plan on taking his ice cream outside of the mall, he figured that he would be safe.

Unfortunately, it seemed as if everyone else had the same idea. Was it because it was the mall? The mall just before New Year's, for that matter? Or did he just happen to be linked into the collective?

Sometimes he thought that was the case.

He felt so average. So ordinary. Even with his power.

It was certainly going off now, though that was unsurprising; it went off nearly everywhere in Pilot Ridge.

Unfortunately, he would have preferred it not go off when he was stuck in line for a half hour wait; if he hadn't already given his name to the hostess he surely would have turned around and left. But maybe things would move faster than she had predicted.

He could only hope.

While idling, sandwiched uncomfortably between a rather large family and an elderly couple, he noticed the jukebox and was reminded once again of his vow to Ricio that he would attempt to be more spontaneous.

What could be more spontaneous than playing a jukebox in a crowded room?

He made his way over (he wasn't afraid of losing his place in line; that's what giving names was for) and scanned the list of songs. Elvis sounded safe. Everyone liked Elvis, right?

He decided that they did, and dug out a coin, turning on All Shook Up[/url] and turning to get back in line.

Nope. His spot was already taken. Well, he could just stand here awkwardly by the jukebox until his name was called....or someone tried to change the music.

[Kale Harlyen]

This was nice, a bit crowded but nice. For once he could find a way to get out of his bed and not be stuck in the cold. Which was a nice change of pace. After all it seemed most of his little adventures seemed to drag him outside. Most led by a certain girl that he wouldn't give the honor of naming. So the only question was what to do. And on this Kale was stumped, he had no clue after all. He had decided to just go after becoming stir crazy he knew he had to get out. And so he did pulling on a white t shirt and a gray and blue stripped hoodie over it, as well as finding on of his many faded blue pants and headed out. He looked as good as he always did not that he really cared. Wasn't really looking to get a woman out of this was he?

So there he sat in front of the many stores in the malls on a bench by himself. A little lonely looking yes but not something Kale really cared to much about. He just wanted to find something to do. The decisions were many, he could hit up an arcade always a great thing to do. Window shop, or finally enter the battlefield known as a cloth store and get that gift for Jace that he was supposed to get her. But the choices where soon cut down in favor of the easiest solution. Ice cream, mainly because the store was right in front of him. A weird idea to be sure but what the hell, he hadn't had ice cream in a long time and he could do for some thing to eat. After all he had skipped breakfast in favor of more sleep so it was something needed. Though the health factor of this idea could be debated. Kale got up and walked into the store.

But sadly Kale's life wasn't so easy. He knew that so why did he lower his guard he thought as he watched the events unfurl. Well at least the song was appropriate for the current situation. Kale nodded as he watched himself skid across the wet floor looking at the slippery when wet sign. As he did his shoulder bumped into someone holding ice cream, sending it flying into the direction of the man who put on the song. Kale got up from the floor brushed himself off and scratched his head doing his best to laugh it off as if nothing happened. His cheeks started to glow a light red showing his slight embarrassment.

"Well...uh...you know at least it went well with the song." he said to no one in particular before turning to the man. He didn't know him and hoped his temprament wasn't to extreme. "I can...uh pay for that?"

[Kendall Rossa]

The nice thing about being Kendall, in Kendall's opinion, was that they could actually wear whatever they wanted and no one would ever judge them. There were distinct advantages to shapeshifting, certainly. Kendall was exceedingly fond of the knee-high boots pulled over their jeans. The suede complemented sweaters nicely, was their opinion. If Kendall had chosen to wear any shoes but these, they would have just let the ice-cream drop on them.

But these shoes were special.

The jostle from the other person was enough to send Kendall's ice-cream dish fumbling out of their hands and through the air to splash on the nearest person. Unfortunately the six-inch heels made Kendall's balance not-so-good, and their lean form also plopped to the linoleum floor.

Kendall was glad to have a form with a little more plush in the trunk today. Pushing their long, silky hair from their face, Kendall chuckled. "Do you mean the dry cleaning or my dessert?" Kendall teased, pulling their legs towards themselves before standing and brushing off their jeans. "Are you alright?" they asked of Chuck, sad to see their dessert splattered over him.

[Chuck Miller]

Chuck had expected, at most, criticism of his song choice. What he had not expected was to suddenly find himself wearing ice cream all over his black turtleneck. He glanced down at himself in dismay, shivering despite himself; the ice cream negated the warmth of the store.

And it was sticky.

His glance moved from his clothing to the two other people involved in this fiasco, and shook his head slowly. "I was hoping for ice cream in me, not on me." He mourned, pouting dramatically. "But I'm fine. Just....sticky."

He poked experimentally at the ice cream running down his torso as a busboy came running over, towels and mop in hand.

"It's a good thing this is a mall..." He commented, accepting the towels gratefully. Not that they would prevent him from remaining sticky and cold until he had a change of clothes. "I can at least buy a change of clothes."

A pause, and then he added, "I'm sorry about your ice cream."

And then, in an attempt at levity, he turned to Kale. "If you didn't like the song that much you could have just asked me to change it."