Posted December 12, 2007
Owen: People’ve been asking for you at school. Just today one of our profs stopped me after class, wanted to know if I’d seen you –
Yoshi: So what. Don’t say anything about seeing me. I’ll come back when I’m good and ready.
Owen: Don’t worry, I didn’t say I’d seen you. Didn’t think it was appropriate. Just told him I didn’t know, it’s a shame –
Yoshi: Hey – there’s NO shame involved. You didn’t need to say something like that. It’s no one’s business!
Owen: Uh-huh… s’true. So I let my editorial comment creep in. My mistake for caring.
Yoshi: Fine – you remember that in future.
Winslow: Hey, that’s a rad chopper you got there, man – isn’t it, Fen?
Fenchurch: No kidding, Win! You were here the other day with Yoshi, weren’t you? Oh, hey, Yoshi, how y’doing?
Owen: Yeah, that I was.
Yoshi: Oh – Fenchurch -- !
Owen: Name’s Owen Chevalier. Just a friend of Yoshi’s, come to shoot the breeze. And yours?
Winslow: Nice to meet you, Owen. I’m Winslow Tait, and this is my cousin, Fenchurch Amick. Call me Win for short.
Fenchurch: You can call me Fen for short, too, if you like. Nice to meet you, too.
Yoshi: Ummm, Fen –
Fenchurch: Wow, this is so cool – I bet it’s nothing like riding horses!
Owen: It sure isn’t… Hey, I can take you for a quick ride if you’d like, see for yourself what it’s about.
Winslow: Why not – do it, Fen! I dare ya!
Owen: …and you put your feet on those rests there. Then just hold on to me.
Fenchurch: Okay – gotcha.
Winslow: Sounds easy enough.
Owen: See ya in a little while!
Winslow: Sure – unless you head for the border *snerk*.
**sound of motorcycle fading away**
Winslow: Your friend seems pretty cool.
Yoshi: *snort* Oh yeah -- seems…
Owen: **over noise of bike** Nice day for a ride…
Fenchurch: Really is – didn’t know I’d be doing this, though!
Owen: Huh – I’d better stop here for a minute, check something on this bike –
Fenchurch: D’you have many problems with it?
Owen: **tinkering** Eh, so-so. It’s not a new bike; I’ve had it refurbished. Nothing’s perfect, but when it’s working well, it’s sweet. How do you like the ride, so far?
Fenchurch: It’s a little smoother than a horse, but a lot noisier, huh? Still, it’s similar – you’re out in the open air, and it’s kind of a balancing act.
Fenchurch: I think I understand a little better how my boyfriend felt, riding a horse for the first time, when I visited him a few weeks ago. But I think it was a good experience for him – and you never know when that experience’ll come in handy, is how I look at it.
Owen: Me, too – you never know what’ll be useful in a situation – or when you’ll need to make a getaway! Not that I do it all the time. Just a boy scout thing *laughs*.
Fenchurch: Haha! “Be prepared” – to run away! Like the old saying, “He who fights and runs away/Lives to fight another day,” huh?
Owen: Speaking of away, you said you were visiting your boyfriend – so, he doesn’t live around here? You don’t have to answer if you think I’m nosy. Just that long-distance relationships aren’t easy, are they?
don’t mind. He lives in up in the
Owen: You’ve got an interesting point there, Fen. Takes a lot of trust, too, doesn’t it – I know that sinks a lot of relationships, absent or no.
Fenchurch: Then they weren’t strong enough to begin with, were they? Hiro and I are pretty fortunate, and trust each other – we’re both about as uncomplicated as you can get, anyway *smile*.
Owen: Yeah – the issues some folks have – carry ‘em around like full camping backpacks, and unroll them on the edge of a cliff. It’s a messy world we live in. *pause* Well, the bike’s ready to go; we’d better get you back.
Fenchurch: Yep – I’ve got a ton of homework waiting for me…
Winslow: Hey, you really did decide to come back! How was it?
Fenchurch: Cool – maybe we should get one someday – ya think?
Owen: Cheaper than a car.
Winslow: Yeah, the fun’s over now, Fen – got that chemistry test to study for. Nice meeting ya, Owen. Cool bike.
Fenchurch: Oh yeah, Owen – that was big fun, really. Thanks so much, and maybe we’ll see you around again sometime soon – ‘bye!
Owen: Any time Fen. And you too, Win – see ya around.
Yoshi: *glare*. **Fen and Win exit**
Yoshi: What the hell were you thinking? Making a play for Fenchurch like that – right in front of me?
Owen: No play, man. I thought she didn’t need your attention. Besides, she’s got a perfectly good boyfriend, doesn’t need another one, not like you.
Yoshi: It’s none of your goddamn business who’s her boyfriend, or whether I’m good enough for her, you hear me? Stay the hell out of it!
Owen: Okay… so I’m forewarned.
Yoshi: **snarling** You remember that.
Owen: Eh – the boy’s got it bad – like watching a slo-mo wreck. And it’s not done yet…
No way to save Yoshi from himself, or anyone else…
Smythe, however, faces the music, with a kind of grace…