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Who: Kiden and YOU. This is an open log for any and everybody.
What: Teens with idle hands are the devil's playthings.
Where: All around Baedal
Warnings:Kiden's mouth.

For someone who is young both in body and mind, it shouldn't be this hard for Kiden to find something to do with herself these days. But with a lack of Laura by her side and her new found partner-in-crime Tommy probably causing mayhem without her, Kiden's left to stroll up and down the city blocks looking for trouble to get into. Let her tell it, trouble just follows her, but it doesn't help that she invites it closer to her with open arms.

She could get a job. Granted, she could use the pocket change, but really... last time she had a job she did it because she had rent to chip in for. Here in Baedal, she just freeloads off Remy and Wanda for the moment. They keep offering her food and a place to stay; she isn't ready to tell them no.

[ooc: Feel free to jump in on any of the two already posted threads or make up your own!]

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Rex checks his watch as he exits the bakery, chewing on a fresh cinnamon-raisin bagel with the sort of urgency that suggests he's only got minutes before his lunch break is over. He takes a chug of his half-finished coffee-- lukewarm now-- and ducks into the alleyway behind the shop. It's easier than trying to get through the rush of people on the street, and provides a more direct route back to the Glory Shada, where he's about to go finish up the last four hours of his shift. Rex takes another bite of his bagel, tossing the coffee into a nearby dumpster as he passes. If he'd known there was a person inside, he probably would've thought twice about throwing away a cup that still had liquid in it.

Kiden's deep into the second or third level of the trash that's mostly paper and a few empty bottles (they recycle in Baedal? Who knew?) when the coffee cup seemingly falls right out of the sky and onto her back, splashing the leftover drink on her coat.

"What the fu-" is her first reaction to the impact on her body and then she stands up to twist and look at the brown spot spreading and soaking into the fabric. Kiden turns around to look for the offender and finds him walking away without a care in the world. Like she'll let him. "Hey asshole! What the fuck was that for?"

Startled, Rex stops in his tracks, mid-chew. He's not exactly used to people shouting at him out in public, so it takes him a moment to process. Furrowing his brow, he swallows. "What? What was what for?"

"You threw your shit at me!" He better get used to it because as long as Kiden's in town, shouting at people is her main goal in life. "Now my coat's wet and dirty."

She doesn't even care that she's standing in the middle of a dumpster; this is her only coat and doing laundry is not something she enjoys.

His mouth pulls into a frown. "No, I didn't. I threw my--" Wrinkling his nose, as he doesn't really swear unless he's in a truly foul mood. "--'shit' in the dumpster. How was I supposed to know there was a person inside?" Rex rolls his eyes and starts to walk off, totally unrepentant. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knows this calls for an apology, but as far as he's concerned, it's her fault for hanging out in a dumpster.

"Yeah, you threw your coffee on me, dipshit." She can't see what's so hard to get about this. It doesn't matter if somebody was in there. You just don't toss your garbage in the garbage.

Wait...

No one walks away from Kiden, not when she's yelling at him. She picks up the same cup he tossed into the dumpster and throws it at him, aiming for his head.

Rex's triumphantly cool retreat stops as soon as the cup bounces off the back of his head. Did she just throw garbage at him? At him?

"Hey!" He glares over his shoulder, turns, and scowlingly stomps back over to the dumpster. Admittedly, it's difficult to look righteously angry when one's clutching a half-eaten bagel... or when one is a bit on the scrawny side and swallowed by scrubs the way Rex is. "What's your problem? I obviously didn't throw it at you on purpose and-- What the hell do you expect when you hide in a garbage can?!"

He narrows his eyes and stares at her. "What are you even doing in there?" You're talking to a rather privileged young man here, Kiden. Rex didn't know financial hardship until he came to Baedal, and so far, he's never been in a position where dumpster diving was necessary.

Bullseye.

"I wasn't hiding and it's none of your fucking business." Really, the nerve of him demanding to know what she's doing in there. She's treasure hunting. What the fuck does he thinks shes doing? People just don't hang out in dumpsters for fun. Learn the way of the streets, Rex. It'll build character.

"So are you gonna pay for my coat or what?" Sure, she can go home and wash it for free, but Kiden knows an opportunity to score some cash when she sees one.

"No!" With the way Rex responds, she might as well have asked him to give her his kidney. He's just that affronted by her question-- no, demand. "If you don't want trash on your clothes, don't jump into a dumpster." He holds his arms out. "And does it look like I can buy you a new coat?"

His own coat looks pretty nice, actually... But other than that, Rex's outfit doesn't exactly scream 'money.'

"Yes."

She says that so simply and straightforward that it's like Rex asked her if the sky was blue instead. His coat actually fits him and he's wearing scrubs. That tells Kiden that this guy has a job in a hospital somewhere and therefore gets a paycheck.

"So give it to me." Manners, what are they?

"I'm not buying you a coat." He huffs and glances to the side to make sure she doesn't have... some... large friend lurking around or something. "It's your fault for hanging out in a trash can, not mine. Just wash it. You're going to have to after sitting in there, anyway."

Edited 2012-01-04 03:23 (UTC)

"I said pay for it to be cleaned, not... whatever." Kiden's tired of arguing with this clown, so doing it as easy as pie, she slips into No-Time, something she hasn't bothered to do for almost a week straight. She could just leave the guy there and let him wonder where she went when time goes back to normal, but she's here for a reason and he needs to learn his lesson.

Yes, a lesson. Kiden's brain is working this way. Don't question it.

There's a metal coat hanger lying next to the garbage can that Kiden notices when she manages to climb out and back onto solid ground. She can't touch this guy, not with skin to skin contact, but she can get what she wants out of him with a little ingenuity. Unraveling the hanger, Kiden straightens it out just enough for it to slip into the pocket of his scrub's pants and wiggle his wallet out enough that it falls onto the pavement. Score one for Team Nixon.

There isn't much in there, but a few marks is better than no marks. And by the time Rex realizes something is off, both his wallet and Kiden will be gone. Which would be right about now.

Nice meeting you, Rex.

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