Snippet #1715684

Allen was perhaps having the worst of luck today. Not only was the women he bumped into on his way out of the cafe on board the Deardelus but it seemed everyone who took notice too. Well at least he'd managed to elude that awfully loud man he'd seen before, and hoped to never see again. Attempting at best he could (which was pretty good, seeing he spent a lot of his uni career hiding from teachers) to avoid the women and the man who she was talking too, he kept to the edges of the ship heading straight for the door to the lower decks where his quarters where. Looking back once more to check if they had spotted him he saw what he thought would leave any many who attempted, it without a hand. The routine the man pulled of was seemingly flawless (that is until Allen could study it). And Allen could see he wasn't the only one who thought so, and that the man wasn't the only one with a few tricks up his sleeve. As Allen thought this he made a mental note, don't make them your enemy, the last thing you want is to die. So Allen decided that now was a good time to make a few friends, and headed over the man (furiously thinking of something impressive to do). With nothing in mind as he arrived, just as the women began to maker her returning stunt Allen said to the man "impressive handy work. High five?"*

* This was the best he could think of. Had Allen two more minutes he would construct a speech that would make the best politicians seem like a bunch of blubbering idiots.