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All in the Golden Afternoon; Open!
Topic Started: Feb 10 2016, 08:56 AM (555 Views)
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((Ty Yazzie Continued from My Ball And Chain))

The burning in his chest was a pretty good sign that he was pushing himself too hard. Ty'd been working out long enough to know when he was pushing himself out too far out of his sweet spot in terms of heart rate and shit. He never invested in one of those fancy fitness monitor wristband things, seemed like a damn waste of money to him, so he couldn't time it to the exact beat or anything super-human like that. There were just a few pretty clear indicators of going too far, and they were ringing like a firehouse alarm.

He didn't stop running.

Fuck it. This wasn't about a great workout today. Just needed to get out of the house and out of his head for awhile, lose himself in a pounding beat. Something cheesy and upbeat blaring in his shitty old headphones, loud enough for anyone to hear as he ran by.

Too Legit, Too Legit To Quit! Too Legit, Too Legit To Quit!

Funny thing was, he barely heard it. Even out here he couldn't get his head out of the house, and it was starting to piss him off. He won, damn it all. 2-0, no recount, no rematch, barely even a hand laid on him. Obinze had literally come into the house swinging and he'd dropped him on his ass. Nobody could argue with that.

So why did he feel so empty about the whole thing?

His breath became too ragged to go on, so he finally brought himself to a halt and slung his water bottle out of its holder on his backpack, sucking down mouthful after mouthful of lukewarm tap water until he finally steadied himself. Only after a few gasps and a quick shake out did he notice the shaky kid in the singlet on the ground beside him. Probably looked pretty weird, stopping the way he did. Granted, if he was putting names and faces together right, dude wasn't in any place to judge about weird: Oskar Pierce was the sorta guy who showed up in color combinations you never thought you'd see, and if you had any feel for complements you'd pray to whatever the hell you believed in that you'd never see them again. Not something Ty ever thought he'd care about way back when, but after years of arranging flowers he couldn't unsee shit like that.

Didn't help that Oskar always seemed like he was trying to make everybody love and pay attention to him. That sort of thought didn't reflect well on Ty, and he knew it, but hell, it grated on his nerves when people were constantly cheery and dancing around like everything's okay. They were either goddamn ignorant or lying, and he didn't have a lot of time for dumbasses or liars.

That might be all the bitterness over his brother talking, though. Made him act like the kind of person he used to be in a real bad way. He didn't want that. He wasn't going to be that, not now, not ever again. So despite all that mess, Ty forced a shaky smile to his lips and gave the kid a wave.

"Hey. Hell of a day, ain't it?"
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Kid wasn't so bad outside of school, really. Whole packs of folks like him rode his nerves hard, but just the one was alright. Ty rolled his shoulders and stretched a bit as he listened to Oskar's questions, nodding along to show he was listening. Guy didn't want to hear how he actually was, probably, so he might as well stick to the polite shit. "Hey, can't complain, can't complain. Nice enough to get out for awhile, yeah?"

Ty had to wonder if a kid like Oskar would get what he meant even if he talked about it. Chipper fella like that probably has a Grade A sterling home life, good folks, nice house, that kind of thing. Seems like they always did, in Ty's opinion. He couldn't imagine anybody with that bright a mood having to get real deep in the shit. There was some vague memory scratching at the back of his head of something big happening to the guy a couple years back, but Ty couldn't put his finger on it. Didn't really pay much attention to the rumor mill, to be honest. Probably wasn't important.

Oskar picked out his choice in music, and Ty had to chuckle a bit. "Gotta admit, yeah, I've got a weakness for this one. Don't really know much about the guy, but I'll be damned if this don't get me right in the zone to work out." He'd say something about Oskar's music, but the bit he'd heard before it got turned down wasn't ringing a bell in his head. Instead, he relaxed a bit and wiped his forehead. "How about you, hoss? How's the afternoon treatin' ya?"
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Now this left him in a real awkward position. Chit chat with one bouncy kid he barely knew, he could probably handle. Throwing in another one, with the two of them feeding into each other like this, and he was all out of depth. Casual talk just wasn't his thing when all his ducks were in a row, let alone when he was all scattered. He should probably bounce and just let these two have their fun.

That'd be the easy way out, though. These folks were at least trying to be nice to him, as far as he could tell, so they didn't seem too bothered by him sticking around for the moment. Was he really worried about ruining their good time, or was that just an easy excuse to fuck off and not bother with other people so he could stew in his bad mood?

Damn. It felt a hell of a lot like the second one, as much as he hated to admit it.

He forced himself to return Mia's smile and give her a loose wave. "Hey, Mia. Not much, just keepin' fit for competition." Mia was on the swim team, if he was remembering right, so she was probably hanging around for a similar reason. He'd ask her how she was doing, but Oskar seemed to have that handled, and nobody wanted to hear his non-opinions on fashion and shit.
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