In the Market (Cinna)

[The Jabberwock]

Allen roamed the market, sqeezing melons. Not the most manly thing in the world, but no one ever said it was bad to know how to find the right citrus. Or melon.

Putting a couple oranges into his cloth sack, he carved his way into the very back of the store.

"There it is..." He said said seriously. "There's the milk.... Do I need milk?" He thought about that deeply. This was a pickle. If he had milk, but bought his usual two gallons, he'd have too much. Then it was a race against the clock with the experation date. And he'd learned his lesson after accidentally getting four gallons of milk and bringing in cats all over the neighborhood in an act of desperation.

He stood in the aisle, heedless to the fact that most people were trying to avoid him. The fact that he was a fairly prominant Prestige member was no secret. In fact, he was so caught up in his thoughts of milk that he didn't even notice the Gould brother walk up...

[Cinna the Penguin]

Alex walked through the store, looking arond aimlessly. He had no idea what he was looking at as he walked through the Oscar Meyer section.

He stood and stared deeply at the olive loaf. "What animal was used to make that?" he muttered to himself. He had never seen a pig with little pementos in it's side.


He sighed and made his way back to the milk. He looked up from his shopping list and did a double take as he saw someone he hadn't expected to see here.

It was that Allen guy, from The Prestiege. He grimaced at him and walked up.

"What are you doing here in Untouchable territory?" he asked.

[The Jabberwock]

Allen looked up. And up. And up. And up.

Oh geez...

"I'm shopping," he said with a smile. No need to cause a useless fight. "There are no good stores in Prestige territory. It's a bit sad really..." He sighed.

People skirted around the studies of contrast. A small, slender young man with white hair standing before a towering, intimidating man with a black mohawk and huge muscles. The thought going through the heads of the people around them was, "That kid's gonna get creamed"

[Cinna the Penguin]

Alex smirked. "Yeah, we have all the good stuff. It's not like you have any chance to win anything valuable."

He grabbed a carton of milk and put it in his cart. He looked around and smiled as he read the faces of people thinking the kid was going to get beat up.

[The Jabberwock]

Allen smirked. "Well, actually, we DID get the ammunitions shop last week. But I guess with Donovan, Human Brain, you've found some alternative ammo?" He smiled. Actually, he wouldn't put it past Donovan.

But that aside, he grabbed the carton and stared at it. "Do I need milk?" He asked nobody. He frowned, then, hesitating, put the milk back. Ignoring Alex like he was a mote of dust, he took out his shopping list and ran over it again.

Eggs, rice, jelly, milk, bread, hamburger, steak...

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[Cinna the Penguin]

Alex smiled. "If we tell him we need alternative ammo, he could make it. And you only won that battle cause B.R.A.D. wasn't there. Actually, have you even fought B.R.A.D.?"

Alex also pulled out his list and crossed off milk. "Hmmm...I just need bread."

[The Jabberwock]

"Brad? Brad means nothing to me." Which was to say, no, he'd never fought B.R.A.D. But he'd heard about B.R.A.D. He figured that he'd be conviniently AWOL any time that tank rolled in.

He smirked. "So am I allowed to grace your market with my presence?"

[Cinna the Penguin]

Alex frowned. "Are you crazy? Of course not! I can't let a Prestiege stay on Untouchable territory. Dante would consider this an attack. I'm nicer, so I'll let you get off with a warning. I'm going to escort you out of our territory now, come on." he began to walk off, expecting Allen to follow.

[Noiry Got Kicked Off]

Allen cracked up.

"You're joking, right? I didn't walk all the way here just to be kicked out by you. No, I'm finishing my shopping and I'll leave when I'm done." He turned away, back to his list. Burger...

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[Cinna the Penguin]

Alex frowned. "No, you're coming now. I will make you come by force if I have to. You are leaving, and you will find a store in your territory. There has to be one somewhere."

He began to walk towards Allen, reaching for his arm to drag him out of the store.

[The Jabberwock]

Allen rolled his eyes, hopping out of the way of Alex's grip.

"You're overreacting. I'm off-duty and you're off-duty. Can't we act civil?" Allen sighed. "I'm just shopping. All there is in Prestige territory is that creepy organic shop and that seriously over-priced place." He sighed, and picked up two packages of burger, trying to figure out which was the best deal.

[Cinna the Penguin]

Alex sighed. "You're lucky it's not Dante here. You'd already be dead if it was. Ok...I'll give you ten minutes. You better be out of Untouchable territory be then, starting now." he said, hitting a button on his watch.

[The Jabberwock]

Allen rolled his eyes and pushed his cart off. This was just stupid...

He wouldn't leave without his hamburger. He looked at them seriously, looking at the labels, trying to figure out which was the better deal. Then he looked over and sighed.

Great... Another Gould...

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OOC: Okay, I'm sorry I took so long. Grades, college, and all that. Anyway, I thought it'd be funny if Dante showed up. Allen doesn't really get to act cool.

[Cinna the Penguin]

Donovan walked through the store, looking for Alex. He was incredibly bored, and needed something to do. Knowing eventful things often happened around Alex, seeking him out seemed to be the logical thing to do.

He turned into the aisle with hamburgers and saw Alex. But this isn't what surprised him. Standing beside Alex, was Allen, who was in The Prestige. What in the world was Alex doing with a Prestige member? Why hadn't he attacked the guy for being on Untouchable territory?

Seeking answers, Donovan walked up to the two and asked Allen, "Hey, what are you doing here?"

Alex just sighed and watched to see what would happen.

[The Jabberwock]

"Stealing your food and raping your women. Mittens always struck me as cute." Allen said, totally serious, not even glancing at Donovan. He frowned. "I think I'll get some pocky." He said, starting away from the brothers, now totally uninterested in any converstation the middle Gould could strike up with threats and vile language.