"Kukuku- well then my name is Kin, and he's Oliver." Kin gestured to the twenty-one year old inching away from the conversation. "Now we're not strangers hmm?" He smiled, planting his hands on his hips.

"Besides, that sister of yours seems like she'd enjoy a nice, conversational outing."

Uh, no. Good day." Alex stewredhis sister after him.

(And yet no one asks why theres a 1(-yesr old guy walking around with a 17 year old girl.....mqahahaha...)

"Awww- how unfortunate." Kin pouted while Oliver took that moment to smack the back of his head, making the younger boy let out a dramatic whine. "Ollie~"

"Stop being overly creepy to strangers." Oliver glared; Kin remained unperturbed.

Alex steered Ema away. "Ok, thanks, bye, see you never." he said, dragging Ema off into antoher alley.

Before Kin could start after them, Oliver grabbed his arm and continued walking in the direction of the coffee shop, ignoring Kin's half-hearted protests.

In a few minutes they walked through the shop's door, and picked a seat by the window. Oliver sighed and rested his face against a hand, staring at Kin with clear annoyance. "This is a populated city, video camera's galore. You cant keep pulling the same crap you always pull. You know whats gonna happen when Kem isn't here to bail you out? You're gonna get gunned down or thrown in a cell." Kin opened his mouth to make some sarcastic remark but Oliver continued. "This isn't like the other places we've been; abnormal behaviour isnt normal nor wanted here."

(ima switch ocs so it works better. Alex and Ema are.....oddball children usually :P)

Nicote and Newt walked into the shop. Or rather, Newt was pulling Nicote. "C'mon, one coffee."

"No."

"yes. You need it. YOur'e like the walking dead right now."

"I am the walking dead."

"No youre not."

They finally got their drinksa nd settled a atable near the other duo.


(these guys are easy to age up to about 19)

(Oki.)

Oliver's quiet lecture died out, instead settling on taking a sip of the drink he ordered. Kin, for once, was silent, and took to staring at the other customers in the shop.

"Theyre saring. Do they kno w our rep?" Nicote whispered to Newt.

Newt smacked him lightly. "Of coursenot."

"WHa...that wasn't convincing."

Kin finally settled on staring at the two newcomers, catching as much as he could from their conversation. Truthfully he was angry, irritated, but none of that showed in his expression. He honestly wished Oliver would spontaneously combust or just drop dead. The man was unbearably annoying at times, thinking he had any semblance of control over Kin was laughable at best,

He broke from his musings and pondered on trying to make conversation with someone in the shop- maybe the newcomers. He hid a smirk and turned to Newt and Nicote, resting a fist under his chin, "sooo, I dont mean to intrude, but do you two know of anything fun to do around here?"

(I gotta go do some stuff, I'll be back later)

The twins blinked. "Uh, we're new to the area...so no." They said in perfect unison liek they'd practiced it.

Which they had. Because they didnt like people fining about their....fancy life. They liked being normal.