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EastonionNW · 08-14-2012, 09:19 PM

Piling into the store with the rest of the group, Nate immediately went over to the Converse. After all, they were all he wore and his other clothes were up to par. Browsing the aisles, Nate carefully thought out what to get next. Well, I had a red pair at the beginning of last year, now I'm switching out of blue ones. Perhaps classic black? Or maybe another color... he thought, looking through the solid colors and the prints the store had to offer. None were quite appealing to Nate, though the white ones had a nice appeal to him for writing literally all over. They had plenty of shoes in his size, so he really just had to find a design he liked. As he was perusing the shelves, he quickly reminded himself what year it was. It was 2077. The next year was 2078, and if he was correct, then Paris was hosting the next Summer Olympics. Which meant that hype was already starting to grow in France and, slowly but surely, globally. That opened up the possibility for some damn cool prints on his Chucks. Lo and behold, just as the thought occurred, Nate found his nirvana: American flag Converse. He immediately grabbed the nearest boxed pair in his size and seemingly apparated to the counter (really he had just sprinted, nearly knocking over nine and three quarters racks of clothes on his way there).

Upon paying for and promptly changing his shoes, Nate walked over to where Jordan and Matt were standing, looking almost frozen. Jordan was showing fear, and not even through his Meta powers. He was just tense, and Nate knew it couldn't be good. "Guys, what is i--" Nevermind. He saw it. The W, the eyes... Nate knew. It was Team Wolf, and this was apparently a store they frequented to stock up on biker jackets... Then it hit Nate, and he calmly left the store. Calmly, that is, until he got a few yards away. Then he sprinted back to the house, running through back alleys and going out of his way just to throw off anyone who may have been watching, as if it would work. Climbing a lattice, Nate threw himself into the house through an open window and ended up in Matt's room. He slammed the window shut, locked it, drew his wand, and sat against a wall to catch his breath. Perhaps he had overreacted, but with Team Wolf did an overreaction really exist?

08-14-2012, 09:19 PM	#149 (permalink)
EastonionNW Puffskein Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: GMT-4 Posts: 1,847 Hogwarts RPG Name: Nathaniel "Firestarter" Stone Fourth Year	And he's off! Firestarter Piling into the store with the rest of the group, Nate immediately went over to the Converse. After all, they were all he wore and his other clothes were up to par. Browsing the aisles, Nate carefully thought out what to get next. Well, I had a red pair at the beginning of last year, now I'm switching out of blue ones. Perhaps classic black? Or maybe another color... he thought, looking through the solid colors and the prints the store had to offer. None were quite appealing to Nate, though the white ones had a nice appeal to him for writing literally all over. They had plenty of shoes in his size, so he really just had to find a design he liked. As he was perusing the shelves, he quickly reminded himself what year it was. It was 2077. The next year was 2078, and if he was correct, then Paris was hosting the next Summer Olympics. Which meant that hype was already starting to grow in France and, slowly but surely, globally. That opened up the possibility for some damn cool prints on his Chucks. Lo and behold, just as the thought occurred, Nate found his nirvana: American flag Converse. He immediately grabbed the nearest boxed pair in his size and seemingly apparated to the counter (really he had just sprinted, nearly knocking over nine and three quarters racks of clothes on his way there). Upon paying for and promptly changing his shoes, Nate walked over to where Jordan and Matt were standing, looking almost frozen. Jordan was showing fear, and not even through his Meta powers. He was just tense, and Nate knew it couldn't be good. "Guys, what is i--" Nevermind. He saw it. The W, the eyes... Nate knew. It was Team Wolf, and this was apparently a store they frequented to stock up on biker jackets... Then it hit Nate, and he calmly left the store. Calmly, that is, until he got a few yards away. Then he sprinted back to the house, running through back alleys and going out of his way just to throw off anyone who may have been watching, as if it would work. Climbing a lattice, Nate threw himself into the house through an open window and ended up in Matt's room. He slammed the window shut, locked it, drew his wand, and sat against a wall to catch his breath. Perhaps he had overreacted, but with Team Wolf did an overreaction really exist?