«We Could Be Legends»

[FrankieDoodle]

Toby's hand moved to the window. He nervously hit the controls, rolling the window up and down and up and down. Due to the buildings suddenly collapsing, they were stuck in traffic. "I don't suppose this thing has a flying button, does it? Heh, probably not. On an average day, how many pigeons do you think you could carry?" He asked. He slammed his hand that was not messing with the window on the horn. "Cmon, move already!" He yelled at the car in front of him. "If this car doesn't move, we're going on a little detour."

 

[Amer]

Toby's hand moved to the window. He nervously hit the controls, rolling the window up and down and up and down. Due to the buildings suddenly collapsing, they were stuck in traffic. "I don't suppose this thing has a flying button, does it? Heh, probably not. On an average day, how many pigeons do you think you could carry?" He asked. He slammed his hand that was not messing with the window on the horn. "Cmon, move already!" He yelled at the car in front of him. "If this car doesn't move, we're going on a little detour."

"Pigeons? Why?" Indigo did that thing where she raised a perfect black eyebrow, which is not a skill everyone has.

 

[FrankieDoodle]

"Pigeons? Why?" Indigo did that thing where she raised a perfect black eyebrow, which is not a skill everyone has.

"Cause... why not pigeons? I don't know, it's interesting to see people's reactions to that. I'm bored, is anyone else bored?" Toby said, and then proceeded to flick through channels on the radio.

 

[Amer]

"Cause... why not pigeons? I don't know, it's interesting to see people's reactions to that. I'm bored, is anyone else bored?" Toby said, and then proceeded to flick through channels on the radio.

"So you want to see me covered in pigeons? Is that just an excuse to stare at me? Because it sounds like an excuse to stare at me." Indigo lowered her eyebrow and her eyes glittered. Indigo jumped as a loud obnoxious sound erupted from the speaker next to her. "Do they expect us to believe that this... this garbage... is music?" she asked. An electric guitar screeched at an ungodly pitch.

 

[FrankieDoodle]

"So you want to see me covered in pigeons? Is that just an excuse to stare at me? Because it sounds like an excuse to stare at me." Indigo lowered her eyebrow and her eyes glittered. A loud obnoxious sound erupted from the speaker next to her, and she jumped. "Do they expect us to believe that this... this garbage... is music?" she asked. An electric guitar screeched at an ungodly pitch.

"What? No, I never said that! I asked how many you could carry not how many you can have on you. There's a difference." Toby said. "Ooo, I found your weakness. Here you go Ind heart, since you love it so much-" He reached over and turned it up louder, smirking as he did so.

 

[Amer]

"What? No, I never said that! I asked how many you could carry not how many you can have on you. There's a difference." Toby said. "Ooo, I found your weakness. Here you go Ind heart, since you love it so much-" He reached over and turned it up louder, smirking as he did so.

Nobody asks those questions... How many pigeons can you carry? That's a five year old question... Indigo's thoughts were interrupted by a sudden increase in volume.
"You know..." she yelled, gasping for breath after such a dynamic exclamation, "where I come from... they listen to British boy bands..." she tucked her arms over her knees, her jeans stretching tightly over her shins as her knees bent. She looked smaller after that action, more childlike.

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Nobody asks those questions... How many pigeons can you carry? That's a five year old question... Indigo's thoughts were interrupted by a sudden increase in volume.
"You know..." she yelled, gasping for breath after such a dynamic exclamation, "where I come from... they listen to British boy bands..." she tucked her arms over her knees, her jeans stretching tightly over her shins as her knees bent. She looked smaller after that action, more childlike.

"British boy bands? I think I would have to pull my ears off." Toby said over the loud music. Jessi reached over and turned the radio off. "Hey, Indigo didn't like that." He protested. Jessi rolled her eyes. "Exactly why I turned it off. We don't seem to be going anywhere. I can always try to fly us there?" She offered.
"Do you really think you could carry 316 pounds for as long as it would take to get there?" Toby asked. Jessi shrugged. "I could try."

 

[Amer]

"British boy bands? I think I would have to pull my ears off." Toby said over the loud music. Jessi reached over and turned the radio off. "Hey, Indigo didn't like that." He protested. Jessi rolled her eyes. "Exactly why I turned it off. We don't seem to be going anywhere. I can always try to fly us there?" She offered.
"Do you really think you could carry 316 pounds for as long as it would take to get there?" Toby asked. Jessi shrugged. "I could try."

Indigo wrinkled her brow at the randomly thrown numbers and decided to switch back to the former topic. "British boy bands aren't artists anyways." She explained. "Just a bunch of pretty men dancing in a market targeted for teen girls. But whatever that rubbish was, it certainly wasn't art either."

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Indigo wrinkled her brow at the randomly thrown numbers and decided to switch back to the former topic. "British boy bands aren't artists anyways." She explained. "Just a bunch of pretty men dancing in a market targeted for teen girls. But whatever that rubbish was, it certainly wasn't art either."

"Oh please no, Jess, if you start playing boy bands, I'll have to kill you. It'll be hard, but do-able." After all, I already killed those people at the Pure base. Their poor families... Toby visibly clenched his hands tighter on the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white. Thoughts of that day kept flashing through his mind, including getting shot. He subconsciously glanced down at his stomach to make sure he wasn't bleeding. Satisfied with what he saw - or what he didn't see - he looked back at the road.

 

[Amer]

"Oh please no, Jess, if you start playing boy bands, I'll have to kill you. It'll be hard, but do-able." After all, I already killed those people at the Pure base. Their poor families... Toby visibly clenched his hands tighter on the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white. Thoughts of that day kept flashing through his mind, including getting shot. He subconsciously glanced down at his stomach to make sure he wasn't bleeding. Satisfied with what he saw - or what he didn't see - he looked back at the road.

Indigo smiled cheekily, lines disappearing for a moment. But they deepened as his knuckles whitened. She was an expert on spotting clues in body language. As he glanced at his stomach, her eyes widened and her face smoothed. "Hey, you ok up there?"