Gaming Fuel [Open]

[Jamie Randall]

Javajavajavajavajavajava...

...and in an instant Jamie went from sitting cross-legged on the floor by his bed in his dorm room to sitting cross-legged on one of the stone planters in front of the mall's resident Starbucks.

...javajavajava.

"Java!", the teen then enthusiastically exclaimed. If this were any other mall than the one residing in Pilot Ridge, the people passing by, the others in the area sitting down at tables eating their food, would've all been in a panic to see a strange boy seemingly appear out of thin air shouting "Java!" Chances were good that another meta-human was around anyways, there we're too many people that they didn't notice, and if trouble hit, maybe one who could wipe memories, y'know, "Men in Black" style.

Since he had arrived at his desired destination, Jamie uncrossed his legs and jumped up from the planter to be in a standing position.

It was the afternoon on a summer weekend. Weekends in general usually meant all-nighters in front of the boob tube. Xbox controller in hand. Doing what he'd tell you was "pwning noobs". Games in the collection included Halo, Call of Duty, Borderlands. Usually Call of Duty. And if it wasn't in front of the TV, it was in front of his computer screen. That usually involved playing World of Warcraft.

Unless he had homework. But today he had none. At least, none due by Monday, last he remembered. Right now, it was time to chill in the mall with some coffee. Lots of coffee. And maybe hit up EB Games.

With money in the back pocket of his jeans and his order in mind, Jamie walked up to stand in the line that had formed in front of the counter.

((Left an opening. Jamie will order in his next post but feel free to come into the scene now. Character can be in line, or coming from somewhere else. Doesn't matter. ))

[Gloria Farr]

Gloria traipsed delightedly through the mall with her brand new white-framed Guess sunglasses. She had been saving her allowance since last month and even avoided her favorite diner in Pilot Ridge for a good four Saturday nights straight in order to accumulate some extra wealth, just in case. Luckily, Cashman's was having a sale on sunglasses just in time for the bright summer, so Gloria came out much more financially ahead that she could have anticipated.

She smiled up toward the sky, admiring the cloudless surroundings in her dark-tinted world. The black lenses made it easier for Gloria to keep control of her powers in the sunny outdoors, otherwise she'd run the risk of casting shadows wherever she went. Gloria could literally darken anybody's doorway.

Gloria's wallet was still heavy in her small handbag, no doubt weighed down by old movie ticket stubs and receipts she kept "just in case it falls apart in the wash!" She pulled her wallet from the bag and flipped it open. An iTunes card with $1.09 in credit, a coupon for a new sandwich shop, and then..."Yes!" Behind Gloria's book store loyalty card was a barely used Starbucks gift card. After all the scrimping and saving, the teenage girl was entitled to a delicious coffee treat. Gloria auto-piloted herself to the nearest Starbucks queue.

A line had formed before she arrived, which was always to be expected. Gloria stood behind a brown-haired teen who looked vaguely familiar to her. "It's always jam-packed in here, isn't it?" she asked out loud, hoping the boy would respond. "I hear some high schools have their own S-bux on campus. How cool would that be?"

[Jamie Randall]

Jamie was behind a good three or so people in line, so it was going to be a bit before he got his drink on. It was now that a decent headache had finally hit him, side effect of his trip there, and he pinched his forehead a bit. Good thing I'm getting some caffeine, he thought. He checked his watch briefly, somewhat out of habit. He then checked it again, and the time had changed by a minute. So he smirked. Behind him in line, though, he heard a girl speaking.

He wasn't sure if he was being addressed or not, though who else would she be addressing? But it would've been rude to him to not check anyway so he half turned around, so that he would still be able to see the front of the line. Now that he could tell the teen girl was addressing him, inside he was relieved.

The boy nodded and held his head a little, kind of apologetically because it took him a bit to hear her, and spoke. "Ahah, yeah, for such a small town, this mall is always full of people," he replied before adding, "And oh man, that would be cool."

Without much more thought, he then said, "Do you," before he lowered his volume just a bit, "go to Hammel?" She did appear to be around his age, after all. It was either Hammel, or another school out of town.

As for the school being secret, it still had a cover story, so he didn't worry too much about asking others if they attended. And even if she didn't attend Hammel, he could just brush it off.

By this time, there were now just two people in line ahead of Jamie.

[Gloria Farr]

The line inched closer to the counter. Gloria was one or two people ahead of where she started originally, a couple of folks behind her scanned the menu for new items. She waited for the boy to speak once he turned his head to look behind him. When he finally did, Gloria found him somewhat brazen for mentioning the school by name. Partially, as a rule.

Gloria nodded emphatically and lifted the sunglasses from her eyes. "My name's Gloria. I think we had chem together. Maybe geometry. You know, one of those classes they make us take against our own will. Or maybe it wasn't you. I probably saw you in the cafeteria or the rec room," she paused to look around the boy. Only two people ahead of him.

"So what's your name?" she finally asked. "And where are you going after this? I'm nosy, I know."