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Grabbing a bite to eat. (Dr. Everybody)
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Grabbing a bite to eat. (Dr. Everybody)
Blazing across the sky was the sweltering sun that drifted across its ocean blue sky as flocks of white clouds grazed the depths of the vast roof of the world. Clouds would wander like a flock of sheep moving as individual fluffy white individuals that held no fortune of rain later in the day unless the people residing with New York City were extremely unlucky. Packed to bursting point the city streets were infested with thousands of people that went about their daily shopping needs such as buying groceries, purchasing clothing or ornamenting themselves with expensive jewels, the sound of laughter mixed with the intangible feeling on unity littered the city as kids would play their childish games upon the pavement and fussing people argued with one another along with the constant buzzing of mobile phones. The many shops that lined the street roads had their doors flung wide open with their windows etched outwards to invite the sweet scent of cool air or restaurants would let the exquisite smell of their delicious food to waft into the city streets enticing people to dine upon their various meals. Crime was kept to a minimum at these points of the day except the pettiest kind such as pick pocketing for instance, only the most courage’s of criminals would for example rob a highly guarded bank in the middle of the day with so many people to identify or obstruct them in their escape.
Buffeting through the crowd being shoved left and right by the passersby was a young man at the age of twenty one years, he was a lean man with tightly compact muscles on his body, the sapphire blue eyes would seem to glint within the blazing sun light, the black hair upon his head fell across his scalp with no particular style to it. For clothing that everyone should wear for human decency in these situations Ghost wore a long sleeved white shirt with the sleeves rolled up just beyond the elbows to allow the refreshing air to sooth his skin from the heat, he also wore some jeans with a belt buckling it upwards to compensate for the fact that they were a little too big for him. Richard Flynn was this young man’s name as he gave a decisive yawn out of exhaustion checking the time that was flashing on a television in one of the many advertisement samples in a shop window, it registered to be twelve o’clock which was an extremely satisfying time for Flynn. Ever since he was young when his mutations were developed the energy that had to be supplement was increased far beyond that of a normal human resulting in a lot more energy to be gathered from food, it was similar to the relation of humans and reptiles in where humans would have to eat much more regularly then reptiles contributed to their different body functions. Richard gave a yawn as he blinked to look for the nearest place he could grab some of the delicious food that he sought the bags under his eyes from the lack of sleep etching across the eyelids giving him a slight morbid appearance.
Richard’s nose detected the smell of cooking food within a packed restaurant the smell was enticing him and instantly set his mouth to water, Richard’s eyes drifted to the store as he jostled through the crowds that were attempting to obstruct him for his goal. Driving through the crowd he finally found the doors that were flanked by tables of people enjoying their meals in the serenity of the sun warming their bodies under the heat, Flynn entered looking around the wide area that he had entered, the restaurant had no particular theme but it was still highly decorated. Wooden polished beams were constructed artfully within the room giving the room a highly polished feels along with wide spaces to fit in as many tables as possible, it was a shame that despite the number of areas to eat upon that most were already packed to bursting. Flynn’s daydreaming looking around for a place to eat was caught by one of the waiters that moved through the restaurant like a bolt of lightning towards the potential customer, it wasn’t long before he was almost nose to nose with Flynn. “Hello good sir, would you like me to find you a seat? Yes?” The accent of the man was unmistakably Irish, he was a wide little man with a bald head almost a quarter shorter than Richard himself, Richard nodded his head while uttering his agreement. IT wasn’t long before the man float away with the intention of finding at least one table within the complex catacombs of people.
Buffeting through the crowd being shoved left and right by the passersby was a young man at the age of twenty one years, he was a lean man with tightly compact muscles on his body, the sapphire blue eyes would seem to glint within the blazing sun light, the black hair upon his head fell across his scalp with no particular style to it. For clothing that everyone should wear for human decency in these situations Ghost wore a long sleeved white shirt with the sleeves rolled up just beyond the elbows to allow the refreshing air to sooth his skin from the heat, he also wore some jeans with a belt buckling it upwards to compensate for the fact that they were a little too big for him. Richard Flynn was this young man’s name as he gave a decisive yawn out of exhaustion checking the time that was flashing on a television in one of the many advertisement samples in a shop window, it registered to be twelve o’clock which was an extremely satisfying time for Flynn. Ever since he was young when his mutations were developed the energy that had to be supplement was increased far beyond that of a normal human resulting in a lot more energy to be gathered from food, it was similar to the relation of humans and reptiles in where humans would have to eat much more regularly then reptiles contributed to their different body functions. Richard gave a yawn as he blinked to look for the nearest place he could grab some of the delicious food that he sought the bags under his eyes from the lack of sleep etching across the eyelids giving him a slight morbid appearance.
Richard’s nose detected the smell of cooking food within a packed restaurant the smell was enticing him and instantly set his mouth to water, Richard’s eyes drifted to the store as he jostled through the crowds that were attempting to obstruct him for his goal. Driving through the crowd he finally found the doors that were flanked by tables of people enjoying their meals in the serenity of the sun warming their bodies under the heat, Flynn entered looking around the wide area that he had entered, the restaurant had no particular theme but it was still highly decorated. Wooden polished beams were constructed artfully within the room giving the room a highly polished feels along with wide spaces to fit in as many tables as possible, it was a shame that despite the number of areas to eat upon that most were already packed to bursting. Flynn’s daydreaming looking around for a place to eat was caught by one of the waiters that moved through the restaurant like a bolt of lightning towards the potential customer, it wasn’t long before he was almost nose to nose with Flynn. “Hello good sir, would you like me to find you a seat? Yes?” The accent of the man was unmistakably Irish, he was a wide little man with a bald head almost a quarter shorter than Richard himself, Richard nodded his head while uttering his agreement. IT wasn’t long before the man float away with the intention of finding at least one table within the complex catacombs of people.
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