SquirtLaWort: EM::Reading a newspaper, waiting
for the trian to arive::
SquirtLaWort: EM::Takes out pocketwatch, It will be here in 40 minutes::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::a nice-looking woman, wearing a close-fitting hat, a wool jacket, and bright lipstick, watches him from a small distance, smiling slightly::
SquirtLaWort: EM ::Notices the women smiling at him out of the corner of his eye::
SquirtLaWort: EM ::He smiles back at her::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::finally makes her way through the crowded station, towards him:: Well, aren't you gonna offer your seat to a lady?
SquirtLaWort: EM ::Set paper down and skoots over:: A set for the lovley lady.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::sits down next to the young man, looking him over carefully, considering::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::Notices her staring at him, smiles:: You have such beautiful eyes.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles slightly:: Thanks. Most people find them odd, actually. ::pauses:: Which train are you waiting for?
SquirtLaWort: EM: Those people are fools. They you look interesting not dull like so many people. ::pauses:: I'm waiting for the 73 how about you?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::pauses:: I'm not sure. I suppose it depends... ::looks back up at him:: You may think I'm silly, but I get a feeling about you.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::Smirks:: You're not silly at all, in fact I think I'm getting a feeling about you.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::laughs slightly:: I'm not sure if you have the same feeling as I do. I just thought you were the type who might be interested in....strange and mysterious things.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::looks disapointed:: That depends.. Your not trying to sell me something, are you?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::grins:: That depends as well. I *am* planning on putting on a freak show... ::puts her hand on his arm, and looks at him closely; speaks very quietly:: But right now I'm just hiring acts.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::gives her an odd look:: Acts? You mean you want me for a freak show? ::thinks:: Just what make you think I'm a freak?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::backs off instantly:: I'm sorry. You don't look like a "freak"--none of the ones in the sideshow acts, anyway. ::smiles weakly:: I have a crazy theory I've been working on. Nothing important.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::smiles nervously:: You know I do like strange and mysterous things. And I would like to work with you.. I have a talent. I don't know if you know what I'm talking about but.. I think.. ::pauses:: Um. What is your crazy theory?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::eyes widen; starts to smile:: Are...are you serious? ::grabs his hand immediately, shaking it:: My name's Libby. Elizabeth Williamson. And you are...?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::a bit surprized but smiles and shakes hands back:: Ethan Mallove, It's a pleasure to meet you Libby.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::grins back:: You too. ::looks around, lowers her voice:: I--I have this idea...that maybe there's some people around who look normal, but have extraordinary abilities...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::lowers his voice:: You have the right idea. In fact I-I have a ability that.. ::looks around:: Well, come with me I want to show you something.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::grins, and gets up instantly, following Ethan::
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::moves past the crowds of people to a emty platform:: Watch this ::takes out his pocket watch and it starts to levetate in mid air::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::shakes her head; speaks quietly:: That's not a trick watch...?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::frowns:: No..Well then how about this? ::Libby suddenly is lifted a few feet off the ground::
YarnKittymon: ::a few people in the station look over at them::
LB: ::startled:: Put me down!
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::Libby is back on soild ground:: Sorry.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::suddenly laughs; softly:: Ethan...that's *wonderful*...::shakes her head; her eyes are watery:: You...don't know what this means...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::gives her a nervous smile:: You seem pretty happy about this, I hope this means I get to see more of you.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::laughs again:: : I hope so too...I won't have much of a show if I can't find anyone to be in it...
SquirtLaWort: EM: So I'm the only one who will be in your show so far. ::pauses:: Well it's a small price to pay to make you happy.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::laughs:: I hope you don't have the wrong idea. I mean to pay you a percentage of whatever we bring in.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::laughs:: Of course, and don't worry I'll be the best performer. I'll help you bring in lots of costumers. I have to ask you. How did you know about me?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smiles:: I didn't know anything; it was just a hunch. ::grins:: Though I've had "hunches" about probably a hundred people, and you're the first to respond! ::pauses, then, more quietly:: I...can't be sure, but I think my father had some sort of talent as well. There's just some look about some people--they look a little like him...
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::gives her a warm smile:: I'm impressed. Your a very amazing person to have worked so hard on just "hunches" that you've had. And I'm honered to be the first person you fond.
YarnKittymon: LB: ::laughs:: You're a lot smoother talker than I am...::pauses:: Did you have a train to catch?
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::look at pocket watch:: Oh no.. I'm sorry I have to leave you. Can you tell where I can find you again?
YarnKittymon: LB: ::nods, smiling; gives him a small rectangular card which reads, simply, "Libby's Freak Show Home of the world's finest REAL freaks West 15th Street Coney Island, New York, USA":: We're painting, but you should be able to spot it. I spend much of my weekends there, and stop by there most weekdays as well. By March, I hope to have enough participants to start working on a show.
SquirtLaWort: EM: ::reads card then put it in his pocket:: Thank you, I'll come by as soon as I can. ::takes Libby's hand and kisses it:: Until then. ::leaves to catch his train::
YarnKittymon: LB: ::smirks slightly, but nods a 'goodbye' to the man, watching him leave::
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