2009-06-15: Fire Slime

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Tim_icon.jpg Kaden_icon.jpg

Summary: Tim drips, Kaden slips, thankfully nothing rips.

Date: June 15, 2009

Log Title: Fire Slime

Rating: R


NYC - Queens

Queens is located on Long Island just north of Brooklyn. Brick apartment buildings are found more on the Northern part of Queens where as you get further south towards the Atlantic, more homes with yards can be found. Queens is home to Shea Stadium, home of the Mets, John F Kennedy Airport, and was the home to the World Fair in 1939 and 1964. The Unisphere, a 12-story high, stainless steel globe still sits on display from the Worlds Fair in Queens.


Leaving a couple slimey footprints behind without paying too much attention to it, Tim Olsen is making his way back to his warehouse from the nice house he'd been invited to. Dressed in the same clothes he usually wore and the slight slimy coating underneath, the red-haired young mutant stops by a bench. "Hmm," he pauses. "Yeah, it'll be worth it," he muses, sitting down on the bench and peering about at the world.

Kaden is wandering around the city because he just needed some fresh air. His hands are shoved into the pockets of his cargo pants and he's wearing just a plain t-shirt. His red hair is slightly messy but nothing too outlandishly disheveled. He doesn't have a destination in mind as he wanders, which leads him into the path of the slimey footprints. Kaden takes a step, his foot slides out from under him and he lands on his rear right on the side walk. "What the fuck?" He says as he's not sure what he stepped in.

Tim is snapped out of his thoughts by Kaden's voice. Looking around, he spots Kaden on the ground and winces. "Oh man…sorry about that…" he trails off. "Are ya alright?" he asks, getting up and offering a hand to Kaden.

Kaden smacks the hand away and pushes himself. "Sorry, then you shouldn't be leaving shit on the ground for people to slip on." He grumbles. Unfortunately with Kaden he's not exactly cool with strangers yet. When he's asked if he's alright he just glares at Tim for a second and sighs. "Seriously, you shouldn't just leave…whatever that shit is on the ground."

Tim frowns, leaving some slime on Kaden's hand. Frowning, he looks around. "It's slime…and I can't control it," he says. "Kinda just goes on its own…"

"Yeah well you should learn to control it, you could hurt someone." Kaden grumbles as looks at his hand and sighs, trying to shake the slime off. "Seriously, this is fucking gross." He mutters as he just resorts to wiping the slime off on his pants.

Tim shakes his head. "It's just slime. Even edible…not like it's poison or anything. And the green kind's nothing," he sighs. "And believe me, I've been trying to control it since I got it."

"DUDE! What the fuck?!" Kaden says looking at Tim like he's got three eyes. "Seriously, you leak slime and are telling me it's edible, that's just fucking gross. I don't even know who you are and you're telling me I can eat your slime?"

Tim facepalms, getting slime on himself but not caring as it falls right off. "Okay, it's not like I'm propositioning you or anything, sheesh. I just know he stuff's edible but tastes crappy. THe green stuff anyway," he sighs. "I'm Tim," he says, starting to offer a hand but deciding against it.

"So was that just a ploy to get me to eat your bad tasting slime then?" Kaden really doesn't know what to make of this kid but yet for the first time he's found he doesn't want to punch someone whose irritated. He just looks at Tim for a while after he introduced himself, letting the akward silence continue for a bit. "Kaden." He mutters.

Tim frowns. "No. I'd reccomend against eating it," he says. "Tastes bad. If you want some, go ahead, but I wouldn't. Just tried to apologize for ya slipping on it."

Kaden just shakes his head at Tim really not sure what to make of the kid. "Well if you don't people to eat it don't say it's edible." He runs his non-slimey hand through his hair and sighs again. "Fine, apology accept just…" He doesn't know what to say but he's not a happy camper at the moment.

Tim shrugs. "People tend to get less weirded out if they find out something they touch is like…food or won't kill them if they get it somewhere I guess," he says, a bit awkwardly. "It doesn't stain or anything so don't worry. Be gone in a few hours if you don't wash it away anyway."

"I'm more weirded out that you told me to eat it." Kaden says honestly as he just finds it creepy that someone would tell him that what the excreet is edible. He just shakes his head and sighs. "Can you talk about something other than your slime?"

"Please," Tim replies, agreein about getting away from the slime. "Care to have a seat?" he offers, moving back to the bench and gesturing towards the clean portion of it. "What brings you out and about in New York City today if you don't mind my asking?"

Kaden looks at the bench cautiously and once noticing that it's slime free sits down and looks straight ahead, not bothering with looking at Tim. He's not exactly rude but he's not friendly either. "I dunno, I live in New York City?" He says not getting into too much detail.

Tim lets out a little laugh. "Don't we all?" he muses. "Just hopin' I didn't interrupt anything important with that little slip up."

Kaden shrugs again. "Nope. Just taking a walk." He says not used to being nicey nice with people. He likes his closed little social bubble. "I don't know, there are plenty of fucking annoying tourists in this city standing in the middle of the street to get a fucking picture of a brightly light lame building."

Tim nods. "Tourists are a pain. Always crowding the streets. But atleast they tend to be easy to guilt into making donations. And they tend to drop and lose things," he says, shrugging. Anyone who needs it that bad in New York knows tourists are good sources of potential income. "They light things up in this city too much too."

Kaden raises his eyebrow at Tim says 'donations'. "Alright kid, I gotta get going. Keep your slime out of harms way next time." He says as he stands up and starts to head on his way. No good byes or anything as he starts to walk off heading towards who knows where.

Tim shrugs. "See ys," he offers a short wave. "and watch where you're goin'! More stuff to trip over in this city than slime," he laughs a bit.

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