Cheshire Cat (Innocent, Open)

[inFamousL]

Break was sitting in his living room. He wore his white coat that was a little to big for him, so the sleeves went over his hands, pretty far down and purple legging. He was putting on his black socks. Once he did that though, he put on his white boots and got up. He flashed himself his creepy smile and turned to the door. He flipped his white hair and made sure it covered his left eye. He then made for the door. He reached it, and then opened the door.

The yellow light poured over him. He narrowed his right eye because it was too bright. He walked forward and closed the door. He locked it and departed without a word.

Every time he went outside his house, he normally had his creepy smile on. It was naturally creepy.... naturally. His coat was a little to big for him, so the sleeves went over his hands, pretty far down. His face didn't hurt at all, he had his smile on a lot... so it didn't really hurt.

Break was going to go get some more sweets. His MAJOR weakness.

[Innocent]

Ismene rolled her self out of bed and onto the floor. Not because she was clumsy but because it helped wake her up. She carelessly dressed her self and slowly shuffled her way down stairs. Her mom was down stairs and like always she had a list of things that needed to get done. Ismene took the list, put on her green cloak and fastened the silver caduceus necklace around her neck. It was the one thing left that reminded her of her sister and she never left the house without it.

She stepped outside and walked down the road with a cool breeze at her back. She was supposed to pick up the laundry but she had all day to do that so she met up with friends in the market instead. Her friends were all the nosey gossiping type so they found it extremely entertaining to make jokes or sarcastic comments about every one that walked by but there weren’t many people out and about today so she quickly got bored.
Ismene was just about leave to get the laundry when her friend nudged her in the arm and pointed to some one.

A guy with a long white coat, white hair, even his shoes were white and he seemed to be smiling at no one in particular.
Ismene knew what was coming next. "I dare you to go talk to him." her friend said, and the debate was on. "What will you give me?" Ismene countered. "How about those gloves from my mom’s store you wanted?" the friend said. Ismene crossed her arms. "How about guitar lessons." She said with an air of superiority. "Fine" her friend agreed. And she was off.

She ran after the guy, her cloak flapping in the wind behind her. The man rounded a corner but as she went to fallow him she slipped on some ice and fell right into his back. She let out a slur of profanity and apologies at the same time as she picked her self up off the ground.
She could hear her friends laughing and she bearly kept her self from makeing a rude gesture to them. She turned away from them only to see guy in the white coat was right infront of her. Oh, how she hated awkward moments.

[inFamousL]

As Break was walking, he saw two girls talking to each other. He payed no attention, even though they looked his age. He may be a creepy looking nobody, but he was actually sixteen creepy looking nobody. He turned a corned and felt something hit his back. He stumbled for a moment and regained his balance. He heard gasping apologies.

He turned around to see one of the girls that was talking seem very embarrassed. He was confused. Why was she apologizing? He didn't really care. He flashed his big, creepy smile and said:

"Oh, it's okay. To be honest, I don't care."

That must have thrown the girl off a bit, so he took his right hand and reached into a pocket in his jacket. He pulled out a little doll. It always gave Break a nostalgic feeling whenever he saw it. He didn't know why, but he was given that little doll when he was five and his mother said to call it Emily. So he did. His parents died when he was fifteen though, so he ended up growing by himself for a year. Being able to avoid the games for another year.

"Seems to me that I'm late," said Break, "What is your name anyway?"

[Innocent]

As if it wasn't awkward enough the guy flashed the same creepy smile he had before and said he didn't mind. It was a bit unnerving, she would have preferred that he got angry but he didn't. She took a deep breath and started talking really fast.
"Uh hi, I’m Ismene and I’m really sorry about running into you but my friend bet me I wouldn’t talk to you because your so creepy... Sorry just being honest. So any way she said she would give me guitar lessons if I did and..." her voice trailed off. "You know, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you around before. Which is weird because I know almost every one..."

[inFamousL]

Break couldn't help but laugh at her story. He knew he was creepy, and he liked it. She said that she hadn't seen him before. He smiled, his smile creepy as ever, and said:

"Well, I'm smarter that the school itself. So I don't belong there at all. I don't need collage either. I'm a genius who likes sweets."

He then started to laugh again. With his wicked fast self, he seemingly appeared behind the other girl.

"You know," he said, "You shouldn't make bets about me, the list time somebody did that... THEY DIED!" He then started to laugh as both the girls were scared. "I mean, he was sent to the Hunger Games. So that's why he died. But you get the point right?"

He raised his hands a little above his head and flashed the big, creepy smile. He then remembered that he had bought sweets.

"Oh," he said. He took out two cupcakes. "Here," he handed both of them one, "I don't need too many anyway." He smiled again.

[Innocent]

After she got over how weird he was she started laughing. Her friend looked really freaked out. She dropped the cupcake and half walked half ran away. Ismene caught the cupcake just before it landed on the ground and smiled at the guy. "You know I kinda like you. Your weird but interesting, not like most people who are of abhorrently normal that I can tell what they are going to do before they do it." she took a bite out of the cupcake. "Ok so apparently you’re to smart for school, your wear a white trench coat and you carry around cupcakes but you haven't told me your name yet."

[inFamousL]

Break lost the smile on his face when she asked for his name. He searched his brain for those two words that his parents had given him. He decided not tell her though...

"You can call me Break," he said. He flashed the big, creepy smile at her. "So, I guess that your friend will wonder what I did. Let's just tell her that you were unharmed and Break is the coolest interesting guy ever." He then laughed after he said that. He knew all those words were a lie. In truth, Break had no friends. Rather, he lived alone with no friends and spent his time eating sweets, training his wicked fast reflexes and with his cane that had a blade in it.

He took out Emily and looked at her.

"Hm," he said. He was in deep thought. This doll gave him a nostalgic feeling, but he didn't know why. The nostalgic feeling came to him quickly without warning. He remembered when he was given this.

"Remember, Vincent, Emily is a nice doll. Don't lose her," is what his mother had said to him when she handed him the doll. His father had been against the Emily doll all this time. When his parents died, he had been stuck with Emily and couldn't let her go. He grew to love the doll over time. He stuffed it into his coat pocket.

[Innocent]

Ismene fiddled with her hair like she often did when she was thinking hard. The guys name was Break and he still had that perpetual creepy smile. She just couldn't figure this guy out and that annoyed her since she had a knack for understanding people. So when he pulled out a doll it totally threw her for a loop. She just didn't get him at all. Puzzled, she didn't know what to say so she said what she was thinking. "I can’t figure you out, you’re so unpredictable and creepy but you seem happy and why do you carry around cupcakes?" She started to say more but stopped. "You know what, never mind that’s a stupid question and im sure you’re too busy to just stand and talk all day, got a lot of important things to do and such."

[inFamousL]

Break wasn't the least bit startled by what Ismene just said. He laughed at what she said afterwords. Because it was also acyrology. A poor choice of words. He started to say:

"Well, you don't really don't know what I do in my time... Plus, you are one really bad flirt! Ha ha ha!" He turned around and looked up at the sky. The wind blew through his white hair.

Unsuspectingly though, the hair covering his left eye had been blown off. He quickly covered it, the wind was getting stronger too. He turned to Ismene, still covering his left eye so she couldn't see what was behind the hair.

"Listen," said Break, "I need to know something." Break put on his smile again. He then took out a pocket watch and looked at it. He then opened it and then a nostalgic sound came out. The pocket watch was also a music box. To others, this would be agowilt, or sickening. But to him, he thought it was pretty cool.

[Innocent]

She raised her eyebrow at his frantic hair adjustment then the music watch but she felt the flirt comment was more important to address. She folded her arms and started the semi-angry lecture that she had given many, many times before.

"I’m definitely not flirting at all, this is just my personality. I’m just trying to be nice and you think I’m flirting with you. How much of a narcissist are you to think that you’re so awesome that I’m going to flirt with you even though I just met you? Plus, you not my type at all. I like rich, nice, good-looking guys not inexplicable creepy narcissists who carry around cupcakes and scare the crap out of my friends."

She knew that the last part of that was a lie, she hated the rich guys who thought just because they had money they could get who ever they wanted, but she wasn't about to mention that. It would ruin her whole rant if she did. She unfolded her arms and went back to her sweet, friendly voice.
"So, now that ive adressed that. You said there was something you needed to know?"

[inFamousL]

Break tried to hold down his laugh. He didn't really care if she flirted with him at all. He was used to girls shunning him. She started saying something about rich guys and such, but he then went back to thought.

He had to keep his hand over his left eye so nobody saw his left eye. The wind picked up very well and his arm was getting tired. But he ignored as he thought about this girl. He could figure her out very well, but she couldn't figure him. She thought that he carried cupcakes with him all the time. He didn't have to, he just stole it from other people's plates directly in front of their eyes.

She asked him about what he wanted to know.

"Oh," he said. He had lost his smile, "Not from you, I'm searching for something..."

He then put on his big, creepy, sly smile and said:

"You know, you aren't really like a lot of girls. Except the fact that you like rich guys. But you don't seem like the type, I know you are lying. Nothing gets past me!" As he said that, a man was stealing and he turned. He took out his cane and used his wicked fast speed and whacked the man in the head, causing him to fall and took out the blade withing the cane.

"See?" he said.

[Innocent]

She smiled at him, it was in impresive display but all she said was "Show off." Then she smiled again. Still she didn't know what to make of this guy but she felt she was getting a little closer to understanding him.

[inFamousL]

Break smiled and looked back at the criminal. The criminals chest was bobbing up and down very quickly. Break put his sword away as the Peacekeepers came and took the criminal away. He looked at Ismene and then smiled. He walked over to her and said:

"So, quick question. Where do you live?"

He leaned against the air. He was some sort of mime so he could do the mime things. He had no problem being a mime sort of person. He talks, but he can do the mime things. It was fun, it looked like he was leaning against a wall.

He sighed and waited for Ismene to respond.

[Innocent]

"I live right up the road there by... Wait, why do you want to know where I live?" She asked purposefully sounding suspicious. She felt like she should trust this guy but he was just so creepy she couldn't quite bring her self to tell him where she lived. "Perhaps I should get to know you a little better before I tell you that." She said sounding slightly exasperated. "Look id love to trust you but your creepy and weird and... sorry."