Post by Iriel Parker on May 20, 2015 1:13:22 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on Today was going to be a very interesting day for the bird. Today, was the day he was going to get a new roommate. He hadn't any idea who it might be other then it was another male. The race was unknown as was the personality. Certainly, this was going to lead to something truly eventful if not exciting! The young bird spend the night before cleaning and organizing as best he could but soon lost interest in doing so. Not because he meant too but because he got distracted by the television. A wonderful horror movie was on!
Even now, when he thought about getting ready to greet his new roommate he remained glued to the television. At least Iriel had bothered to put on a pair of ripped skinny jeans and his usual make up. But that was as far as he got. No shirt, no socks and his hair was anything but tamed. His undercut was tossed to one side with random strands coming down the other.
He cuddled in a one of his favorite blankets to stay warm while his spine went all tingly from the sudden suspense of the film in front of him. It was a classic in his opinion, Ginger Snaps. It was one of the few werewolf movies he liked beyond the classics. The film was getting to the best part where Ginger begins killing around the school.
Iriel leaned in, totally absorbed in his movie. With eyes wide open, he idly scratched his chest and looping a finger into his piercing. Iriel had to wonder for a brief moment if werewolves where actually like what a movie showed them too be. He doubted it though, as his own race wasn't fully depicted well in older movies. Still, it was interesti---oh---oh there went the guys face. He gently covered his lips with his free hand while the movie progressed. "Geez." he muttered softly.
He didn't hear the front door open because if he had he would of greeted the new male. Instead, he just gasped at the movie and further buried himself into his blanket.
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Post by Neil Coyle on May 20, 2015 2:44:21 GMT
i will break the spell you put on me | everywhere i go, i am spellbound; you cannot have this control on me | Neil Coyle  commentary | He wasn't really sure what to expect, being put in a new dorm due to a disagreement with his previous roommate. Apparently he wasn't much for roommates that stayed up later than he did. It wasn't really a problem for Neil, since he never carried around too much to begin with, it was just that he didn't want to keep rotating dorms like this, because it happened every year. Stopping for a moment, Neil took a deep breath. "Well, maybe this guy will work out." A snort followed this comment. Or maybe he wouldn't be. Either way he didn't feel like moving dorms again so this guy would be stuck with him for a while.
"302...302....hm..." He mumbled to himself as he examined each doorway. Maybe the thought of getting a roommate he wouldn't like or wouldn't like him was a little vexing, but he didn't have time to like or dislike the situation he was in. Soon the papers and tests would pile up, and he needed a solid place to be able to do such things. That wouldn't come by being picky.
And finally, he had found the dorm room he sought. Room 302. He wished the RA would have given him a little more information, but at this point he felt he might do fine without it. Taking a deep breath, he placed the key into the lock and the door clicked open within moments.
And sitting there was...well...not quite what he had expected. It was kind of dark, and there a figure sat huddled in front of the television, huddled under a blanket. Greenish-amber gaze traveled to the screen, and he had come in just in time for the face munching. Really? These movies had to get real. Then again, he supposed that they made more money praying off the human imagination.
He set his bag down carefully, as to not disturb who he presumed could only be his new roommate, though that quickly flew out the window as he moved just behind him, leaning down next to his ear. "You know, those movies are kind of overdone. Trying to give yourself nightmares?" He asked calmly. |
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Post by Iriel Parker on May 20, 2015 2:58:01 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on Geez, this face munching was something different and the movie just got more nuts after that. It as all sister vs sister an the transformation of girl to wolf wasn't at all attractive. It made the bird cringe just a bit but at least the movie was coming to the end after hitting the wide eyed climax. He was just starting to relax when he felt the sofa shift. That caught him off guard but what really startled the living shit out of him was the voice.
He hadn't been prepared for that! Iriel twisted around in his position by leaning to the right and taking in the full extent of the male looking at him with large red on black eyes. Holy shit. Who was this and what where th---oh. Right, new roommate. His heart that about jumped out of his chest settled back into its proper position. The movie came to an end and the normal commercials took place as it normally did with fast forwarding credits.
He remained staring at the boy for a good long moment before finally looking less startled and more curious. "Ah, sorry." with a quick apology the teenager leaned over and turned on the lights to the living room with a remote and untangled himself from his blanket just enough to keep his arms free. "I like overdone movies and...um...hi?" Yeah, he really should of thought of something better to say. So much for making a good impression!
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Post by Neil Coyle on May 20, 2015 3:31:49 GMT
i will break the spell you put on me | everywhere i go, i am spellbound; you cannot have this control on me | Neil Coyle commentary | The movie continued to the cliche end, at least for a Hollywood movie with their completely wrong representation of werewolves. Though, he supposed it was better than Twilight. Well...if he was being honest, anything was better than Twilight. Way the go Stephanie Meyer. Though when he finally noticed Neil standing there, Neil smirked. The guy nearly came about three feet out of his skin. Fun times were just possibly ahead if this guy continued being this interesting.
Neil took notice of his oddly colored eyes. He'd continue observing them closely for a few moments before finally pulling back. "Alright. Sorry about that, I think I've had enough invading your personal space for the year." He commented, sitting down on the occupied sofa and closing his eyes. When his roommate spoke, he casually opened one. "Hi yourself." It was a simple answer, but he was strangely relaxed.
"You have a name? Or am I just going to have to stick with "Hey you" for the rest of this semester?" Now, Neil usually wasn't so talkative, but dammit if he wanted a place to stay he'd need to be, for now. "I'm Neil, they sent me here so I'm assuming you're my new roommate, right?" |
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Post by Iriel Parker on May 20, 2015 3:42:32 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on Looks like his new roomie was a bit amused by the fact he startled the poor bird half to death. All right, no big really and Iriel could see the fun in that. Bringing his legs up, he sat in Indian style with the blankets around his waist. Curiously, he watched the other stare at him and he returned to the favor. With a tilt of the head he said nothing while Neil came to sit on the sofa and look perfectly comfortable.
This was a most welcome change. His last roommate was kinda loud and never stopped talking it seemed like---and dug through his stuff. He couldn't see this guy being the same as the other, a plus. Not that he disliked his old roommate, nah he found him entertaining just as much as the next person. But it was nice having someone a bit more down to earth. "I don't have a personal space." His reply was quick, simple and extremely honest. Iriel wasn't known to even have a clue what personal space was even. He was always up in someones business half the time.
Such as right now with Iriel leaning in towards Neil with a curious expression. He did not touch the teenager but merely peer at his own strange eyes. "I'm Iriel Parker. I am your rommate, your right." He leaned in a bit closer and smile while lifting a single tattoo finger to point at those interesting green eyes of his roomie. "Your eyes. They are very pretty. I like them." With that said, Iriel leaned back and returned to his original position. "Sorry I'm not too decent. I got distracted by the movie." He jerked a thumb to the now commercial ridden television that was now playing the most annoying online dating site ever, Farmsonly.com .
"What's your name?" He asked for it but he hardly doubted he would remember the name. But being a quick thinker that Iriel was he reached down to a pile of sticky notes and held took hold of a pen. As soon as he found out what the boy's name was he would write it on the stick note an place it on the table with the title: Roommate's Name.
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Post by Neil Coyle on May 20, 2015 4:01:19 GMT
i will break the spell you put on me | everywhere i go, i am spellbound; you cannot have this control on me | Neil Coyle commentary Iriel Parker and that was the last inkling of personal space Neil ever had. | Neil hadn't figured that his roommate didn't quite understand personal space himself. Neil did, but right now he was simply trying to get on his good side. If not it would be back to looking for a roommate who could deal with him. At least if this guy liked him, there would be no reason to complain. Though he noticed the bubble of personal space being slowly pushed inwards as the Phoenix (Well, he could only guess he was a Phoenix, or something with feathers, he reeked of bird), leaned over him, staring into his eyes.
And he was shirtless. Boy did Neil hope this wasn't going to turn out like one of those discount naughty movies. Or maybe he did? After another moment of thinking he decided that he'd rather it not turn out that way. Those things never had terribly good scripts anyway. He allowed the Phoenix to remain there for a few more moments, and was about to push him to sit up when he removed himself, commenting on Neil's eyes. "Thanks. They're nothing special though." He responded, clearing his throat as he pushed his black bangs out of his face.
"Iriel huh? That's a name I don't hear too often I guess." He mentioned, letting out a sigh. Though since he had already mentioned his name, it surprised him when the Phoenix asked for his again. Maybe he just hadn't heard him? For now, that was what the wolf would believe. Looking up at the ceiling, he took a deep breath. "I'm Neil."
Finally, he stood up, looking around the room before momentarially returning his attention to his bag. "So, would you tell me where your bed is and all that so I can put that bag somewhere?" He asked, trying to determine which side of the room that the other man had claimed. |
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Post by Iriel Parker on May 20, 2015 4:13:55 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on Neil. Neil. The pencil in hand slowly wrote the name down not once but twice in hopes it will stick with him better. But of course, there was no promises to be made on that. Iriel had a nasty habit of forgetting new information. Such as where he put his hair brush, where his snake was or the name of his new roommate. He stared at the name for a good thirty seconds before answering. He seemed to snap out of a trans and focused on the subject at hand. "Huh? Oh." With a quick jump start his brain returned to action, sorta.
"Um, that's my side to the right. You got the left....if Freddy hasn't found his way there." A moment later he added to that sentence as an after thought that he just remembered. "Freddy is my pet snake. She get's out sometimes but shes harmless." Iriel shrugged his shoulders as this was a common issue he always had and never could figure out why she got out. It could be because Iriel always forgot to but the top of the tank on correctly. Figuring he might as well double check, he stood and let the blanket rest on the sofa.
Shuffling over to the bed he lifted up the pillows and sure enough Freddy was there. He tisked at the snake, "Bad Freddy. You can't go into ...." He paused and drew his brothers together in confusion. He looked over at Neil and then towards the coffee table where he could sorta see the name on the sticky note. "...Neil's bed. It's rude." With a firm scolding, he put Freddy back in her tank and closed the lid.
Next, he turned and went back to his sofa and cuddled in that warm blanket. "Sorry, but I don't think I make a good cheap porn star but the thought was nice." Iriel chuckled lightly with a smile. He hadn't meant to pick up on that thought but once he did he couldn't help but chuckle at it. "But I can put on some clothes if it makes you feel better?" It was a delayed reaction but it was there and now poor Neil would have to realize he was rooming with a telepathic phoenix.
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Post by Neil Coyle on May 20, 2015 4:42:36 GMT
i will break the spell you put on me | everywhere i go, i am spellbound; you cannot have this control on me | Neil Coyle commentary | Neil had to wonder who Freddy was as the name came up in conversation. Was that some kind of...bed buddy that he had or something? Though he hadn't seen or gotten a scent of anyone else being in the room. He looked around as Iriel finished writing what he supposed was his name for...whatever reason. He decided it wasn't going to be worth questioning, not now anyway.
Furthermore, whatever it was was a she, and Neil silently watched as Iriel made his way over to the bed that he explained previously had been vacant. amber-green orbs focused on what he was pulling out from under the pillow. A snake? All this time and he had been talking about a snake? Were they even allowed to have pets here? He supposed that he didn't really care, but the fact it had been roaming the dorm freely concerned him in the slightest. Though he seemed to talk to it like it understood. "So you're into reptiles then?" At least it hadn't been cats. He and cats never really got along. Plus their fur made him sneezy compared to that of a dog's.
And then, he commented on a thought he had earlier. For a moment, while it sunk in, Neil seemed to think nothing of it, but moments later his eyes widened. "Wait...what?" He asked, moving his bag onto the bed across from Iriel's. "How did you...? Oh I was right then. Phoenix, right?" He asked. He did reek of bird, Phoenix's were the only kind he knew of that could do all that crazy wonked out mind stuff.
"Sorry, sometimes my thoughts get away from me. Though I'd feel more comfortable if I wasn't sure you can tune into my thoughts as easily as a radio station." He mentioned, pursing his lips as he tried not to think about it to obviously. Could you think about something discreetly?
"I mean, you don't need to put clothes on, you look fine like that. I mean-- not that I want to do anything to you...I mean despite the thought I-- You know it would be worth it to mention now I suck at this socializing thing and since keeping my thoughts from you is impossible, my wording is probably going to be even worse." He spoke honestly. This might have been harder than he thought. But he didn't mean hard as in that way, he'd add to the end of his thought incase Iriel was listening in. "You don't mind if I set up the PS3 I brought, do you?" |
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Post by Iriel Parker on May 20, 2015 5:04:16 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on Now comfortably back on the sofa, Iriel idly flipped through the channels to see what else might be on his favorite television set. He paused to reply and then go back to just flipping the channels. "I like reptiles and spiders. They make the best pets." Glancing over at Neil, Iriel smiled at him. He even looked a bit sheepish as if he just caught onto what he did himself. He normally didn't normally make it a habit to read someones thoughts. Usually, if they where loud enough he just kinda heard it. Sometimes, if he wasn't paying attention he would mistake a thought for something being said out loud. Really, being a telepathy was kind of annoying sometimes.
"Yep, I be your local birdie." Iriel sat his controller down on his knee for the moment and moved his hair to one side so it looked somewhat orderly. Not that it mattered, he was mostly looking for something to do that wasn't odd. "Sorry. I don't normally peer in but your where rather....loud?" Was that the right phrase? He was pretty sure it was and this guy was well..loud in the head but not so much vocally. The next bit that fell out of the guys mouth and head confused Iriel. Granted, it was rather flattering hearing those words from his new roommate no matter how random it was right now.
The bird just stared at him with an unreadable expression. What was this? Why was he blurting out such random and perverted things all of a sudden? Iriel wasn't sure how to react to all the words being thrown his way. "I see that..." He replied softly with a few blinks and then shrugged his shoulders. "Go on ahead....and....what where we talking about?" It seemed the perverted thoughts and words didn't stick with the male very well. In fact, he had all ready forgotten the guys name. Shit.
This guy was going to think Iriel was a freak of nature here faster then the next door neighbor did. Unable to focus he turned back to the TV and asked a random question on a whole new subject. "How do you feel about crossdressers?"
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Post by Neil Coyle on May 20, 2015 5:32:30 GMT
i will break the spell you put on me | everywhere i go, i am spellbound; you cannot have this control on me | Neil Coyle commentary | So far, the fact that his Roommate had confirmed he was a telepathic Phoenix was a little...unsettling. Either he'd be reading his thoughts all the time or one day Neil would wake up to a pile of ashes somewhere in the dorm. What were you even supposed to do with Phoenix ashes? What were you supposed to do with a reborn Phoenix? All he knew was that you had to keep them away from water, but did that also apply to the ashes.
"There's such a thing as thinking too loudly?" He asked as he unzipped the bag to look for his gaming console. It was kind of strange. He never knew that one could think too loudly. How were you even supposed to be able to tone down the volume on thoughts? It was one thing to control your voice, but your thoughts? That was odd. He walked over to the TV set and began moving the cords accordingly.
"Come to think of it...I've seen you somewhere." Turning to look at him, he bit his lower lip for a moment and hummed. Certainly somewhere. "Oh that's right, you work at the pet shop right?" Neil often went in there just to look at the animals, he wasn't exactly ever intending on walking out with anything, but for whatever reason he just liked to see what was out there in the shop. Though he'd admit to himself sometimes he stared at the dog toys for far longer than he would have wished.
The question about Cross dressers made him stop fiddling with the chords long enough to sent a curious amber-green gaze back at Iriel. "Cross Dressers?" He parroted, clicking his tongue as he turned back to the job he was performing. "I mean...I've never thought much about them, so I can't really say I mind them all that much. Why?" |
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Post by Iriel Parker on May 20, 2015 14:56:27 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on Iriel studied the boy carefully as he went about messing with the television. It wasn’t that he was concerned for his picture box but more so interested in motions of hooking up the system. Iriel was a people watcher and he often enjoyed doing just that. Though, sadly, most people found him a bit freaky for that among other things as he had a nasty habit of staring silently kind of like a stalker with no stalking intentions.
“I guess so.” He stated, resting his hands on his ankles he leaned back into the sofa comfortably. “Others are easier to hear then some. But, I’m normally pretty good at toning people out.” He explained with a small smile. No need to make his new roommate paranoid about his thoughts. Things would be awkward then and awkward was never fun. Iriel would just not dig in his head and try very hard not to listen to what floated around in that pretty skull.
Now his curiosity grew at the mention of the pet shop. Iriel did, in fact, work in one but he wasn’t sure if he could recall seeing the other there. He had to think really hard on it before it finally clicked in his disorganized brain. “Ah, yes.” The words came out slowly as if he had to pull them out of a jar and read from a small piece of paper. “You’re the guy who always stares at the chew toys, aren't you?” Hmm, he was pretty sure it was the same guy…right? Granted, he could be very wrong about that. “I always wondered why you just didn't buy one…especially the pink caterpillar. It has a nice squeak.” Iriel found no shame in voice his opinion nor did it occur to him it might embarrass the other. It just seemed natural to him to talk about things like this with another.
A soft and highly amused laugh came from the bird. He jerked his head towards his closet on the other side of the room. “Curious is all.” He couldn’t help but grin slightly. “Sense you will be living with one. I thought I would ask before startling you in a dress one day.” Not to mention he thought it would be best to just get that out into the open. His last roommate found out by digging around in his personal items, that was fun.
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Post by Neil Coyle on May 20, 2015 22:27:56 GMT
i will break the spell you put on me | everywhere i go, i am spellbound; you cannot have this control on me | Neil Coyle commentary Iriel Parker and so the escapades of strange roomies begins. | Neil was only slightly listening as he moved the chords around. Video games had always been a comfort to him in times he really needed them. You would think there wasn't a person in the world who needed video games, but for Neil, it was strange. Sometimes, when he looked at, thought about, or talked to his mother, he'd get these strange feelings. It was like...someone was ripping a hole into his gut. Something was absolutely missing, but when he tried to think of what it was, nothing ever came to him.
He paused to take a drink bottle from his jacket pocket, but spit the liquid onto his sleeve when Iriel mentioned him staring at the chew toys. He held his arm up to his mouth for a few moments before wiping it off totally, lowering his arm again. "I don't need any chew toys. It's obvious I don't have a dog, right?" Though he was a dog, he had to admit they had some sort of appeal. But he'd nailed himself down to never buying one. It was embarrassing.
"I have no idea which one you're talking about." Of course, he did. He didn't know if he liked the idea of being it being pink, but it looked loud. He enjoyed loud things when it came to that sort of thing. He still wasn't buying one though.
He turned back to his PS3 only to be brought back into the conversation by Iriel's next statement. "....Oh." That was probably rude sounding, but he really didn't know what to say to that. Was he supposed to...not like the idea of him in a dress? If he were being honest, he didn't care. "I mean, as long as you aren't trying to shove me into one." He said finally, amber-green blazing within his bored expression. "You play any video games? Or not often?" He questioned, though his gaze slipped towards the closet for a minute. How...many dresses did this guy own? |
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Post by Iriel Parker on May 21, 2015 0:26:58 GMT
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In all honesty, Iriel didn’t particular care about Neil’s view points on cross dressing. He just wanted to let him know that, sometimes, Iriel will wake up and feel like being a girl and toss on the best damn dress and heels he owned. Other times, he would go shopping for something new to wear and he normally came back with a mixture of gender type clothing. He let the topic go with another amused chuckle. He wouldn’t be dressing his roommate up in any dress unless he asked. However, the dark bird did have the urge to declare that Neil would probably like the chew toy even though he didn’t know the reasons for it.
He didn’t go digging for answers and so he shrugged his shoulders with indifference. ”Well,” he started, ”If you ever change your mind I can get you one at a discount regardless.” He really hoped the other boy would change his mind. Iriel would love to see someone chew on a toy…he was sure it might even look cute. Feeling chilled, he pulled the blankets over his shoulders and stood. Maybe it was time to throw on a shirt and stop wondering about half naked. Shuffling to his closet he put the blanket down on his bed and dug around for something semi-warm to put over his torso.
”I play them and I think they are fun….but I’m not very good at them.” Pulling out a dull black sweater he slipped it on only to realize it was a rather baggy sweater. Meh, so it was a size or two too big, who cared. He did get it on sell though! Settling back on the sofa he gathered his hair and tossed it into a loose bun. ”Well, mostly not good at any game that requires me to remember any special movies or tricks. I have a pretty bad memory.”
Leaning forward, he peered down to take a look at the PS3. "What kind of games do you have?"
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Post by Neil Coyle on May 21, 2015 6:14:14 GMT
i will break the spell you put on me | everywhere i go, i am spellbound; you cannot have this control on me | Neil Coyle commentary | Neil looked away with disinterest as he offered to get a chew toy at a discount. He wasn't about to start picking up every dog tendency he was supposed to have by a dog's standard. He was a werewolf. He had been a full human once. Besides, who would actually think someone chewing on a chew toy was normal? Probably not many people, and for whatever reason they stressed around here about even humans that attended this school knowing about the supernatural despite being surrounded by it.
Then again, he was only a couple of years into being a werewolf himself. Maybe they knew something he didn't. Were there humans out there that could actually be a danger to a supernatural creature. He thought that maybe there was, but he had yet to run into one. He closed his eyes for a moment as Iriel went digging for some kind of clothing to put over his torso.
"Hm? Well I mean, I could show you a few things if that helps. Nothing I can do about those combos though. Not so good at them sometimes myself so teaching someone else would be hard, I figure." He took a controller in hand and motioned for Iriel to sit next to him. "I like and play all types of games, from Grand Theft Auto right down to Okami. If you're not good with Combos, something like Okami would be the easiest game to teach you, but let's try what I had in already."
He switched on the game and it placed him at the GTA start screen. "Unneeded violence it is." He muttered, starting up the game. When what seemed to be a prostitute of some kind approached him in game, his reaction was to punch her. "And that." He mentioned, placing the controller in Iriel's hands. "Is the basis of GTA." clicking his tongue, he added "Some people like to follow the storyline, other people just like to beat things up, steal cars and see how high they can get their wanted level." |
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Post by Iriel Parker on May 22, 2015 1:36:36 GMT
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It seemed his new roomie didn't like to be teased about dog toys. That small bit of information made the boy smile. Well, he would let it go for now but it might be fun to tease him about it later when he got to know him. "Really? I might be able to play a game like that then. Less things to remember the better I'll be at it." He made room for the other to join him on the sofa. Making sure there was enough room he then brought his legs up beside him.
Iriel took the controller that was placed in his hands and looked it over. It seemed easy enough to hold and the buttons looked simple. Curiously, he looked up at the game and back to his controller---then hit a few buttons to see what would happen. "Violence, hm?" He questioned and sent the character running down the road, hitting random buttons.
Eventually, he came to a corner street and slammed his fist into a hooker. At first, Iriel wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing to do. But seeing as the game did tell him game over he repeatedly hit the whore and chuckled. "You can beat up people? I kinda like this." And so, Iriel was introduced to GTA. From now on, Neil would be finding his roommate randomly playing GTA to beat up hookers and steal cars.
"How do I steal a ---oh...nevermind. I like that car." It seemed he figured out how to open a car door, throw someone out of it and take off like a bat out of hell.
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