The unidentified heritage Jae holds - the thing that's been peeking through the cracks of his humanity lately, unknown to him - has always offered a particularly useful feature: he's a good luck charm. Not for him, but for people he's around; he's just lucky. You'll always get a good parking spot if he's sitting in your passenger seat.
Tonight, that luck is being bestowed upon a security guard. A security guard who, at this moment, is marching towards Thor to demand he pay the 15bux it is to get into the microcanton. Jae's outside to get some air and sees this about to happen - darts over, hand coming up on the guy's shoulder.
"It's cool, he just didn't know where the door was," he says cheerfully, and to the sudden frown he gets in response, Jae shoves (more than enough) cash into the guy's hand.
Problem solved! ... Without Thor smashing anybody.
Though now Jae is left standing awkwardly next to someone who, in person, does not look much like a LARPer. Yikes.
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Tonight, that luck is being bestowed upon a security guard. A security guard who, at this moment, is marching towards Thor to demand he pay the 15bux it is to get into the microcanton. Jae's outside to get some air and sees this about to happen - darts over, hand coming up on the guy's shoulder.
"It's cool, he just didn't know where the door was," he says cheerfully, and to the sudden frown he gets in response, Jae shoves (more than enough) cash into the guy's hand.
Problem solved! ... Without Thor smashing anybody.
Though now Jae is left standing awkwardly next to someone who, in person, does not look much like a LARPer. Yikes.