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[fireinside]

[just a note that for now, sim only has one icon. deal with it]

Simeon has just arrived in town. It could be any town, because he moves around a lot. He likes to settle into each place for several months before uprooting again; it's just what he does. When he first came to America, many more years ago than he likes to think about, he and his brother settled down in New York City. After that they found their way to Chicago for awhile. He considers both cities home, but when it came time to part ways with Shannan, he couldn't return to either one.

He and his brother were so different. They were as close as anything, but they were different. And Simeon needed to get out on his own. He needed to find his own way. He left, and has been on his own e er since. He has met up with his brother here and there over the years, but more recently they had a falling out, and now Sim is doing everything he can to avoid Raff. Despite the fact that Raff is looking for him. He knows he can't hide forever, but he'll try.

Today though, today he is taking a stroll through the city he's arrived in. He's visiting parks, landmarks, bars, and everywhere in between. He can be found just about anywhere, being his quiet lurker self.

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[damagedone]

It's the first time she's been back in Chicago since she left with Raff several months ago. They're heading back across the country, they might as well stop by so she can pick up some more belongings she didn't take with her when she first left.

Thankfully, her father wasn't in when she went home. So she was able to pick up her belongings with too much of a hitch. She's carrying a box of things back to the hotel when someone knocks into her, causing her to spill the contents on the side-walk.

"Fucking wat--" she looks up, glaring.

There's something familiar about the guy, something she can't put her finger on. And it instantly bothers her.

"Watch where you're fucking goin', lar." she says finally, less angry, but still irritated.

[fireinside]

Simeon turns and watches everything fall, and he feels bad immediately. "Oh I'm sorry, miss." He leans down to start picking her things up for her, ignoring her remarks.

"Really do apologize," he says again. Unlike his older brother, Sim hasn't purposefully tried to get rid of his accent, so it's still there. He glances up at her from where he's crouched on the sidewalk.

It only takes him a moment to study her and take her as a Teme. He's pretty good at picking her type out in a crowd. He's staring, yes, and he doesn't realize it. He doesn't have the best of social cues.

[damagedone]

Scarlett makes a little face of disapproval, "Oh, please. I'm no fucking 'miss'." she utters, running her hands through her hair and crouching to start picking up her stuff.

She still can't work out what's so familiar about him. Part of her is starting to hope it's not someone she's slept with, because she would just like to walk the fuck away now.

She catches him staring and frowns harshly. "The fuck you staring at?" she growls a little.

[fireinside]

"Oh, right...s-sorry," he stammers out, taking a step back. She seems harsh and he doesn't want to offend her. "You just....reminded me of someone for a moment."

He rubs the back of his neck and looks down. "I didn't mean to stare."

[damagedone]

Scarlett frowns at him for a moment and then continues picking up the rest of her stuff. She doesn't like that staring, usually it means... well.

Oh, fuck.

She stands, picking up the box. He seems familiar too and it's starting to nag at her. She makes a face.

"Fuck. I didn't sleep with you, did I?" she says cautiously.

[fireinside]

The narration is laughing at the moment, but Simeon just looks frightened. "God, no," he says a bit too quickly. He doesn't mean anything by it, but he's well past 80 and she hardly looks 8. Okay, at least sixteen, but can't be more than that.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by it."