"the names Michael, and that's all you need to know about me."
*he takes a few steps closer to the junkies as the fallen one gets to his feet.*
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They shift nervously. "Well whaddya want, Michael?"
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"data chips, 10 of em." *jester leans against one of the tables in the courtyard, though he wishes he hadn't. the table is cover with dirt and grim along with a slimy substance. but he must commit to his decision.*
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The junkies look confused for a moment, and then hand the chips over in silence.
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"thank you." *jester reaches out and takes the chips. he shoves one of the chips into his gauntlet and walks out of the courtyard and heads back to the beach.*
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((Continue on the original Man on the beach post or a new one?))
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that's up to you, you own this post. but I think it'd be easier to start a new comment.
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Alright.