"Talking"
'Thinking'
*action*
>Someone talking back on the phone<
A/N: Crimson will not be using magic every time
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LOCATION: back of the back
TIME: 3:00 PM
Crimson stepped off the edge of the high roof, descending through the air, before landing on the pavement without so much as a puff of dust. He smoothed out his hoodie, his eyes scanning the street.
Crimson: 'First, get a phone, second ID'
He slipped out of the alleyway and joined the sidewalk, blending into the crowd of bustling animals.
Crimson: 'I need a mall... maybe I should just ask a local.' He spots a passerby "Excuse me, do you know where the nearest mall is?"
Random NPC: "Yeah, just head straight, then hang a left on Garrison Close. Keep going straight until you hit Malins Road, take a right, and you can't miss it."
Crimson: "Thanks, appreciate it." *He starts walking*
Random NPC: "No problem, man!"
Soon enough, the mall's structure loomed ahead. Crimson navigated corridors until he found a mobile shop.
Shop Owner: "Welcome! What can I do for you today?"
Crimson: "I'm looking to pick up a phone"
Shop Owner: "Sure thing, any specific model in mind?"
Crimson: "Give me the newest, top of the line tech you've got"
Shop Owner: "Well, we've got the heavy hitters right here, the iPhone 6 and 6 Plus, the Samsung Galaxy Note 4, the OnePlus One, or the HTC One M8"
(A/N: The movie came out in 2022, but Crimson came 8 years before the storyline, so that's why I chose the phones from that time, so that the story makes sense)
Crimson: "I'll take the Samsung" He smirks to himself 'And once I'm done tweaking the hardware with a bit of cosmic energy, this thing will be running circles around a supercomputer'
Shop Owner: "Solid choice, that'll be $850"
He reached into his pocket, accessing his hidden inventory, and pulled out a crisp stack of bills
Shop Owner:Raising an eyebrow as he counts the money. "Do you always carry this much money?"
Crimson: "Nah... just today."
Shop Owner: "Alright then, here you go. Enjoy your new tech." He hands over the boxed device
Crimson gave a quick nod and headed back out into the mall
Crimson found the government building and stepped inside, the sterile smell of paper and ink filling the air. He approached the counter where a tired-looking clerk sat
Random Lady: "What can I do for you, honey?"
Crimson: "I'm here to get an ID processed"
Random Lady: "Just fill out this form and bring it back when you're done" She slides a clipboard across the desk
He took a seat and began scribbling
Crimson: 'Last name.. what sounds right? Lee? Nah. Williams? Too British. Oh, I've got it.' He writes it down. 'Now for the age... that's a tricky one since I lost track a while ago, 25 should be a good human-standard fit'
He finished the paperwork and strolled back to the desk.
Crimson: "Here's everything you need"
Random Lady:Scanning the document. "Alright, everything looks to be in order. Your ID will be processed in a week. You'll need to come back here in person to collect it"
Crimson: "Perfect. Is that all?"
Random Lady: "That's it. You're all set"
Crimson: "Alright, see you in a few weeks. Have a great day"
Random Lady: "You too..." She looks down at the name on the top of the sheet. "...Mr. Nightshade"
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