I will add a picture for my character as well, but I would prefer to wait until my face claim his fixed.
Face claim: Jay Baruchel
Name: AJ Brice
Age: 20
Height: 5ā9
Eye color: hazel green
Hair: black
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Profession: Systems IT tech for TIME magazine
Reason: Death in the family
Clothing: AJ will most of the time wear a pair of blue jeans, a t-shirt, a pair of sneakers, and a green hoodie. He has a black divers watch on his left wrist as well as a small black ring on his left hand.
Appearance: AJ is tall, lean, and all together, Skinny. He is well tanned, living in Florida gave him that, and also has an affinity towards warmth and heat. He has rather well kept black hair which is kept short. He does have muscle. But he isnāt a gym rat, so he donāt have very much.
Bio: Being the son of a military father (who ran off) and a working class mother, AJ knows what itās like to live with little and still be happy. At a young age he showed an affinity towards computers and by age 10, had rebuilt a commodore 65 with modern parts. He is a gifted coder and scripter, yet is still horrible in most basic forms of math, but can give you advice on your geometry home work. He is a good person, but he has been humbled to the point of seemingly being silent. When he moved to New York, he thought it a place of wonder, that is, until he was mugged. He spent 4 month in a hospital recovering from 4 non-fatal, and 2 fatal stab wounds that should have killed him. But he lived and has learned the ways of NYC. He carries a .357 snub-nosed revolver with him now and has all the paper work to prove that itās legal. He has recently gotten back from Florida where he attended his motherās funeral, also seeing his step farther and half-sister for the first time in a while. He is dark, at least for now, and doesnāt have pretty much any one he can lean on at the moment so he does the best he can at his decently good paying job as a systems tech at the TIME building. H has also taking up the art of tagging, mainly doing versions of famous pixel art, he never tags with anyone and has little experience with "tagging" gangs.
He has just sat down at a small cafƩ for his 2 hour lunch break.
Fun fact: He is allowed to carry his revolver with him in to the TIME building and can act as security should something happen.
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AJ Brice
"Excuse me?"
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a character in “Are You Ready?”, as played by Booker_Dewit47
Description
So begins...
AJ Brice's Story
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{Here's the first official post of 'Are You Ready?'! Have fun!
ON A SIDE NOTE: Just because your and another writer's character's number was the same, does not mean that they have to get with that character. For example, Boy 1 and Girl 1 do not HAVE to end up together. Heck, we could even date twice if we really wanted. What happens, happens! }
It's 2 o'clock on a chilly, Fall afternoon in New York City. It's bustling about as it is daily, as if the people who lived in the streets of NY didn't even notice the change of seasons. It's pratically the season of newfound love, and you can see couples hand in hand crowding the sidewalks.
ON A SIDE NOTE: Just because your and another writer's character's number was the same, does not mean that they have to get with that character. For example, Boy 1 and Girl 1 do not HAVE to end up together. Heck, we could even date twice if we really wanted. What happens, happens! }
It's 2 o'clock on a chilly, Fall afternoon in New York City. It's bustling about as it is daily, as if the people who lived in the streets of NY didn't even notice the change of seasons. It's pratically the season of newfound love, and you can see couples hand in hand crowding the sidewalks.
Sammie enjoyed the nice tone of the big city, seeing the different shades of browns, oranges, yellows, and even reds on the few trees scattered throughout the city, and the parks. But there was something else she noticed too.
All the new couples that seemed to appear overnight.
She doesn't remember there ever being this many, but she was starting to feel jealous of all the girls cuddling up to their significant other by the fire place sipping hot chocolate, and... she shook her head, she needed to get those thoughts out of her head. She was perfectly okay with not being in a relationship, at least for now.
Besides, she was already running late, to her job at a small cafe just a few miles from her own apartment. Arriving at the cafe at about 2:30, she smiled at the light shining in through the giant windows. It was always nice to the sun, it warmed her skin in that chilly place.
She slipped behind the counter, not really taking notice of how crowded it was today. She saw some of her fellow baristas going at it, and she grabbed her tray, notepad, and threw on her khaki colored apron, and straightened her silver name tag that read 'Sammie'.
Sammie then came out from behind the counter, and went towards a table where there where a group of people sitting and chatting. "Hey guys, did you need anything?"
AJ sat at his desk, thinking, about were to go to lunch. Being the IT systems tech for TIME had its benefits. He sat up and went through the list of local places in his little peace of NYC. "No, no, no....Hmmm" he had scrolled down the web page to find an ad for a small little cafƩ down the street. He decided it was time to go and enjoy his 2 hour lunch he had yet to take. He shut his laptop off for now, closed it, sliding I in to his computer bag. He pulled his green hoodie on and reached for his desk drawer and stopping as he looked at what was inside. His gun, a smith and Weston .357 snub nose, it was his item of power, his heat sink. He puled the holster on so it was hidden under his hoodie on his right hip. He also slid his security badge on to his lanyard that also had his employee badge as well as his network IT card. He began the roughly 5 minute walk down his particular part of the floor and ended up at the elevator.
Another 2 minutes and 40 floors later, he was exiting the building via the employee only exit/entrance and heading out along the short walk along the street, sliding his ear pieces on and flipping to his droids music files unto it hit his preferred tracks and Spectrum of the sky began playing. The song was what summarized the things around him, it put it all into perspective and allowed him to evaluate the people he saw as he walked. He saw traces of happiness, sadness, even a few guilt filled faces, as he walked passed. He arrived at the little coffee shop and slipped through the small door...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lwx6BNwXBaA
Another 2 minutes and 40 floors later, he was exiting the building via the employee only exit/entrance and heading out along the short walk along the street, sliding his ear pieces on and flipping to his droids music files unto it hit his preferred tracks and Spectrum of the sky began playing. The song was what summarized the things around him, it put it all into perspective and allowed him to evaluate the people he saw as he walked. He saw traces of happiness, sadness, even a few guilt filled faces, as he walked passed. He arrived at the little coffee shop and slipped through the small door...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lwx6BNwXBaA
...Only to find the pace full of people....and not just people, couples. He sighed at the small stab of pain that went to his heart and sat down at a small table that was located next to a Wi-Fi modem. He opened up his bag and turned his laptop on. He logged in to his work account and began working on the data needed the next hotfix to the TIME servers, when a waitress approached him. He looked up to find a rather attractive looking girl around his age and a small smile formed on his face.
Annika had been distracted by a mug of coffee when one of her co-workers gave her a nudge and pointed her towards a man who had just taken a seat alone at a table. She set the mug down, donned her best smile, and waltzed to the table, taking out her little writing pad. She was in a decent mood today, so her walk and grin doesn't look quite so mechanical as it usually does. She strolls over easily, tossing her head slightly to rearrange her hair.
"Afternoon, sir, can I get you anything?"
Her flat London accent sounds vaguely jarring against all the other voices present. Still, she wasn't faking the chirpiness today. She tilts her head slightly, waiting for the man's answer.
"Afternoon, sir, can I get you anything?"
Her flat London accent sounds vaguely jarring against all the other voices present. Still, she wasn't faking the chirpiness today. She tilts her head slightly, waiting for the man's answer.
"Uh yea, coffee, with two sugars and two creams, thanks" AJ spoke to the waitress in the best talking-to-people voice and switched his attention back to his laptop. A little red note pinged up on his IM application on the lap tops screen and he clicked on it, seeing it was from a friend back at TIME.
Hey AJ, Beth here, first, I need the new hot fix by the end of the day, sorry to push you like this, second, me and some of the other co workers were wondering if you wanted to come out with us to this place we found on east 42th
Hey Beth, I can have the hot fix by 8pm, and I would have to decline the offer, thanks though, AJ
He dropped his smile and began typing in line after line of code, loosing himself as he had zoned out with his music playing in to hi earpieces and he didn't even notice the waitress had brought his coffee until she tapped him on his shoulder.
Hey AJ, Beth here, first, I need the new hot fix by the end of the day, sorry to push you like this, second, me and some of the other co workers were wondering if you wanted to come out with us to this place we found on east 42th
Hey Beth, I can have the hot fix by 8pm, and I would have to decline the offer, thanks though, AJ
He dropped his smile and began typing in line after line of code, loosing himself as he had zoned out with his music playing in to hi earpieces and he didn't even notice the waitress had brought his coffee until she tapped him on his shoulder.
Annika flashes him another sweet smile before going off to make up his coffee. She's really trying her best today. As the drink's brewing she absent-mindedly rubs at the scar on her nose, smudging the foundation slightly. She doesn't really notice.
She sweeps back to the man's table with the drink.
"Sir... sir?"
She peers at the screen, intrigued for an unprofessional second. He looked like he was out of it. She taps his shoulder gently, not wanting to disturb him too much. Whatever he was doing looked important...
She sweeps back to the man's table with the drink.
"Sir... sir?"
She peers at the screen, intrigued for an unprofessional second. He looked like he was out of it. She taps his shoulder gently, not wanting to disturb him too much. Whatever he was doing looked important...
Annika glances up as someone else comes in, accompanied by the scent of cigarette smoke. She bites her lip, standing up straighter. She never liked telling people to get rid of their cigarettes, but it had to be done.
"I'm sorry, sir, but you're not allowed to smoke in here."
She gives the man a smile, although she's slightly apprehensive. She's always faintly terrified of someone getting aggressive, and it shows. Her hand trembles ever so slightly and she closes her hand more tightly around the coffee she was carrying. She holds her stance, flicking a strand of hair behind her ear.
"I'm sorry, sir, but you're not allowed to smoke in here."
She gives the man a smile, although she's slightly apprehensive. She's always faintly terrified of someone getting aggressive, and it shows. Her hand trembles ever so slightly and she closes her hand more tightly around the coffee she was carrying. She holds her stance, flicking a strand of hair behind her ear.
AJ looked up when he felt the waitress tap his shoulder and gingerly took the coffee from her. the reason for his caution was that the waitress was shaking, not much, but enough that he could tell she was scared of something. He spoke "Hey, you all right??" he looked around spying a rather strange looking guy at the entrance.
"Hmm?"
She looks round, her eyes wide. People don't usually ask her things like that. She brings a smile back to her face. It's a skill she's slowly refined, and her tense features almost instantly smooth out into her best smile. But it's still not entirely convincing.
"Yeah, thanks. Is there anything else I can get you?"
She clasps her still-trembling hands, trying to look professional. Her voice shakes ever so slightly, as his concern has really thrown her.
She looks round, her eyes wide. People don't usually ask her things like that. She brings a smile back to her face. It's a skill she's slowly refined, and her tense features almost instantly smooth out into her best smile. But it's still not entirely convincing.
"Yeah, thanks. Is there anything else I can get you?"
She clasps her still-trembling hands, trying to look professional. Her voice shakes ever so slightly, as his concern has really thrown her.
He looked at her for a second longer and saw a flash of something in her eyes. He smiled again and spoke "All right then, and thanks for the coffee" he sipped the coffee and found that is was good...really good "Wow. this is better then I though tit would be, here" he offered her a $10 bill as a tip.
Her eyebrows shoot up. It's the biggest tip she's ever been offered.
"Wow--"
She grins broadly, and it's genuine this time.
"Wow. Thanks. Really."
She smiles sweetly at him, and it reaches her eyes.
"Make sure you come back here tomorrow and tip me like that again, yeah?"
She's only joking, but in all honesty she could do with more people like him. With a last smile, and another nervous glance at the smoking man, she goes to serve somebody else.She's still glowing.
"Wow--"
She grins broadly, and it's genuine this time.
"Wow. Thanks. Really."
She smiles sweetly at him, and it reaches her eyes.
"Make sure you come back here tomorrow and tip me like that again, yeah?"
She's only joking, but in all honesty she could do with more people like him. With a last smile, and another nervous glance at the smoking man, she goes to serve somebody else.She's still glowing.
"Hey, with coffee like this, dam strait I'l come back" he smiled again and returned to his coding, the smile staying on his face and his head now bobbing with he music going through his headphones.
Maybe New York isn't as bad as he thought.
Maybe New York isn't as bad as he thought.
Sammie's face turned into a frown as the other waitress that worked there stole her table. Mentally cursing, she walked to the front where an alright looking guy stood with a cigarette. "Don't listen to her. She's new, and following all the rules. Our manager smokes, so, you should be alright." Sammie then winked, and her grip tightened on her tray she had in front of her.
"Do you need help with a table? There might be one over there." She pointed to a wall, where there was exactly one table left. "I'll be right there to take your order, unless you already know? But, I don't think you're a regular here. " She turned a faint pink at how much she was talking. "I'm so sorry. Excuse me." She stepped back, and ran a hand through her curly hair.
"I need to calm down. She's got to be a new waitress... I've never seen her here before." She mentally sighed, and then went behind the counter to her purse, slipping a pack of cigarettes under her apron, and in her jeans pocket, hidden. "I really need a smoke break.." She sighed.
Olivia ran her fingers slowly through her damp hair as she looked in the long black door mirror. She put on some black liquid eyeliner and ruby red lipstick on. She tied her hair into a ponytail sigh a dark blue lace scrunchy and ignored the loose strains of hair that escaped. After she pulled on a dark blue lace long sleeve shirt. She wore a dark blue bra with lace trim with a small bow in between the cups. Next she slid on faded gray ripped skinny jeans and knee length black boots with a small one-inch heal.
She looked in the mirror once more before she slid on her black leather jacket. She clipped a chain to a belt loop on right side of her jeans. The sliver chain connected to her black wallet. She slid her wallet into her back right pocket. After she placed her lipstick and chapstick in her front left jacket pocket. She put her keys and pepper spray in her right jacket pocket. She zipped her jack up. After she grabbed her red knitted infinity scarf and placed it over her head. She turned it in half to pull it over her head again.
As she left her small new apparent she put both locks on the door. Olivia quickly headed down the stairs as she thought about her plans for the day. She started her new job starting on the upcoming Monday. She got a job as office assistance in a fashion company. Her friend had moved to New York a few years ago and got a job at the company. He was able to get her a job there too as his bossās assistance.
Olivia was glad for the job, but she felt nervous about her first day. She walked a few miles before she came upon a coffee shop. Olivia debated with herself if she should go in or not, but then she saw one of the waitresses. She had seen the girl a few days ago when she was going to her apartment. The only thing she knew about the girl was her name was Sammie. She only knew that because of the name tag the girl wore.
āI think I will go in, maybe I will even be able to talk to her. I havenāt had breakfast yet anyways,ā she mused. She took in a slow deep breath before she opened the door and entered. She looked around, but all of the tables were full. A soft sigh escaped her and she turned to leave, but then someone had gotten up and left their table. She went to stand near the table to claim it. Though she did not want to sit yet as money was still on the table and it was a bit dirty. She glanced around as she took in her surroundings carefully.
She looked in the mirror once more before she slid on her black leather jacket. She clipped a chain to a belt loop on right side of her jeans. The sliver chain connected to her black wallet. She slid her wallet into her back right pocket. After she placed her lipstick and chapstick in her front left jacket pocket. She put her keys and pepper spray in her right jacket pocket. She zipped her jack up. After she grabbed her red knitted infinity scarf and placed it over her head. She turned it in half to pull it over her head again.
As she left her small new apparent she put both locks on the door. Olivia quickly headed down the stairs as she thought about her plans for the day. She started her new job starting on the upcoming Monday. She got a job as office assistance in a fashion company. Her friend had moved to New York a few years ago and got a job at the company. He was able to get her a job there too as his bossās assistance.
Olivia was glad for the job, but she felt nervous about her first day. She walked a few miles before she came upon a coffee shop. Olivia debated with herself if she should go in or not, but then she saw one of the waitresses. She had seen the girl a few days ago when she was going to her apartment. The only thing she knew about the girl was her name was Sammie. She only knew that because of the name tag the girl wore.
āI think I will go in, maybe I will even be able to talk to her. I havenāt had breakfast yet anyways,ā she mused. She took in a slow deep breath before she opened the door and entered. She looked around, but all of the tables were full. A soft sigh escaped her and she turned to leave, but then someone had gotten up and left their table. She went to stand near the table to claim it. Though she did not want to sit yet as money was still on the table and it was a bit dirty. She glanced around as she took in her surroundings carefully.
Olivia tensed in surprise, but smiled in pleasure also when Sammie came to the table she claimed. She stayed quiet when Sammie spoke at first and simply nodded in reply. Her eyes looked Sammie over as she leaned over the table and wiped it down. Though she quickly looked away when she noticed Sammie was also done wiping.
As Sammie spoke again Olivia found Sammie's gaze once more. She smiled at the female warmly. Olivia just nodded again in response. She still couldnāt find it in herself to speak. She was still surprised at her luck. Olivia watched Sammie walk off only for a second before she sat down at the table. She couldn't believe Sammie would be serving her; maybe today would be a good day for her.
When Sammie returned she slowly looked up at her from under her lashes. āHello Sammie. I am new here so I am not sure what to get besides coffee. Though, I was wondering, do you guys sell any type of tea or muffins, maybe corn muffins? If not I will just have some plain coffee and something to eat maybe if you have it,ā she stated softly. She knew it was a coffee shop, but she decided to ask anyways to try her luck. Olivia took in a very slow and deep breath to keep herself from blushing. She felt a bit fluster talking to Sammie.
āHopefully I am not being a pain by asking her any of this. I wonder if she likes girls. I wish I could just ask, but that would be awkward, even for me and it would be very random. Though it does not matter as I think I will come here again to see her. I could try to flirt with her and just see how she reacts...Why can't I just tell what gender she likes magically?' she mused as she gazed off into the distance. A soft sigh escaped her lips unknowingly as she thought about all of this.
As Sammie spoke again Olivia found Sammie's gaze once more. She smiled at the female warmly. Olivia just nodded again in response. She still couldnāt find it in herself to speak. She was still surprised at her luck. Olivia watched Sammie walk off only for a second before she sat down at the table. She couldn't believe Sammie would be serving her; maybe today would be a good day for her.
When Sammie returned she slowly looked up at her from under her lashes. āHello Sammie. I am new here so I am not sure what to get besides coffee. Though, I was wondering, do you guys sell any type of tea or muffins, maybe corn muffins? If not I will just have some plain coffee and something to eat maybe if you have it,ā she stated softly. She knew it was a coffee shop, but she decided to ask anyways to try her luck. Olivia took in a very slow and deep breath to keep herself from blushing. She felt a bit fluster talking to Sammie.
āHopefully I am not being a pain by asking her any of this. I wonder if she likes girls. I wish I could just ask, but that would be awkward, even for me and it would be very random. Though it does not matter as I think I will come here again to see her. I could try to flirt with her and just see how she reacts...Why can't I just tell what gender she likes magically?' she mused as she gazed off into the distance. A soft sigh escaped her lips unknowingly as she thought about all of this.
Olivia listened as Sammie spoke and then left to check on the muffins. She smiled at herself in thought. Olivia liked when Sammie called her pet names like hun and dear. Though, she could be calling her hun and dear to just be nice or out of habit. She didnāt like that thought so she pushed it away quickly. She didnāt even notice Sammie was distracted. Olivia looked up again when Sammie came back. She looked at the muffin and then at Sammie again when she spoke. She smiled at her when she asked her if she want anything to drink.
āIāll have tea with honey if you guys serve that here, but if not I will just have coffee with cream please. Also to answer your earlier questions, my name is Olivia Lillian Nightingale. You can call me Olivia or Lillian, but I have the nickname Lilly too so you can call me that if you like, but if you have another nickname you want to call me then you may,ā she paused as she realized she was blabbing; she thought of the other question she had asked before she went to get the muffin, āAlso I do not happen to be allergic to anything, but thank you for asking Sammie.ā
She watched her bite her lower lip for a few seconds. It was distracting and enticing. āLet me not be a creep and stare now,ā she scolded herself mentally. Olivia eyes went to the muffin again and she slowly pulled the wrapper off of the muffin. She kept her expression blank as she noticed writing on the napkin. Oliviaās heart raced in hope, but she kept herself from moving the muffin to see if what she hoped was on the napkin. āIs that handwriting or is it just part of the napkinās design?,ā she thought frantically. She decided she would look at the napkin once Sammie left to get her drink.
āIāll have tea with honey if you guys serve that here, but if not I will just have coffee with cream please. Also to answer your earlier questions, my name is Olivia Lillian Nightingale. You can call me Olivia or Lillian, but I have the nickname Lilly too so you can call me that if you like, but if you have another nickname you want to call me then you may,ā she paused as she realized she was blabbing; she thought of the other question she had asked before she went to get the muffin, āAlso I do not happen to be allergic to anything, but thank you for asking Sammie.ā
She watched her bite her lower lip for a few seconds. It was distracting and enticing. āLet me not be a creep and stare now,ā she scolded herself mentally. Olivia eyes went to the muffin again and she slowly pulled the wrapper off of the muffin. She kept her expression blank as she noticed writing on the napkin. Oliviaās heart raced in hope, but she kept herself from moving the muffin to see if what she hoped was on the napkin. āIs that handwriting or is it just part of the napkinās design?,ā she thought frantically. She decided she would look at the napkin once Sammie left to get her drink.
AJ, being the hawk eyed programmer he was, was slowly looking around the room. He saw the waitress interact with another girl. That wasn't what caught his eye, no, it was when the girl picked up the napkin and blushed that caught his eye. He sat back into his chair, the new information uploading to the TIME servers, and began to wonder what he should do for the rest of the hour and 45 minuets he had left. Fuck it, he thought, I have already gotten my stuff for today done, might as well take the day off.
He brought up the small IM app on his laptop and messaged Beth, his boss, Hey so, I already have the new hot fix uploaded, and I have nothing else to do for he day, so im going to take the rest of the day off, call me if you need anything. AJ
He bent down in to his bag and searched for his supplies. Bingo, he thought, when he found his spray paint can. He got up, left the cash he owed on the table, some $5 even or so, and headed out in to NYC, pulling his hoodies hood over his head. I wonder if any one has claim to the grave yard.. Well, he knew were he was going next.
He brought up the small IM app on his laptop and messaged Beth, his boss, Hey so, I already have the new hot fix uploaded, and I have nothing else to do for he day, so im going to take the rest of the day off, call me if you need anything. AJ
He bent down in to his bag and searched for his supplies. Bingo, he thought, when he found his spray paint can. He got up, left the cash he owed on the table, some $5 even or so, and headed out in to NYC, pulling his hoodies hood over his head. I wonder if any one has claim to the grave yard.. Well, he knew were he was going next.
Sammie sighed as the girl moved to the side. "God, Sorry." Sammie shrugged. "It's alright." She grabbed the honey, and quickly made Olivia's tea, and glanced up, to see her enjoying the muffin. Sammie cracked a small smile, and let out a sigh of relief.
With the honey tea, Sammie set it down carefully in front of Olivia, smiling as she did. "Here ya go, hun. I hope you enjoy. Did you need anything else? Napkins? " Sammie tilted her head, and then turned as she heard the door open, seeing the man from earlier leave.
"I wonder what tip she got.." Sammie mentally wondered, as she awaited Olivia's response. God, she just got more beautiful every time she looked at her..
AJ walked about the people on New York's streets. He had planed on heading to a secluded spot and doodle on some wall, but the felling had escaped him. He walked around NYC and eventually found him self at a night club that was just opening up for the night. He walked in a sat down at one of the booths, ordered a drink, (no alcohol) and chilled.
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