[h3]The City That Never Sleeps - Philip and Shotaro[/h3]
[color=mediumpurple]“Newspaper, newspaper… Eh?”[/color] Shotaro’s sharp focus was snapped the moment he heard the cloaked kid suggest [i]murder[/i] to them. Philip’s attention just as worriedly honed in on the girl, leading him to wonder what in the world could have led her to [i]that[/i] conclusion. [color=mediumpurple]”Wh- Murder?! Hey, hey, hey now, girl!”[/color] Shotaro reprimanded “Jack” as he kneeled down to her level. [color=mediumpurple]“Do you hear what you’re saying? I’m with everyone else, it’s definitely not alright to just go and kill an innocent person. No matter what.”[/color]

Just as Shotaro was about to cut in to a longer, more winded speech about the value of life and all, Philip nudged him and pointed towards the tall man on the phone. [color=lightgreen]”Shotaro, morals later. Look there.”[/color]

[color=mediumpurple]”Hah?”[/color] He looked up at Philip with a confused look on his face, only to be met with Philip pointing at the man again. [color=mediumpurple]“…Ah! Right! Talk later,”[/color] he rose up to his feet and adjusted his tie, [color=mediumpurple]”Newspaper now.”[/color] He marched on over to the tall man and put on the most professional face he had, appearing stern and serious. [color=mediumpurple]”Pardon me,”[/color] he asked, [color=mediumpurple]”Mind if I take a look at that paper there?”[/color] It was… probably really rude to interrupt his phone call like this, but his manners were a lot easier to throw away than his morals.

Back with Philip, he just gathered his thoughts on his scene. [color=lightgreen]”That man is carrying a cell phone, yet he brought a newspaper with him,”[/color] he thought out loud, [color=lightgreen]”Either he’s one of the rare Americans not carrying a smart phone these days, or we’re very early into the 21st century.”[/color] Philip wasn’t sure if his deduction was really correct, but at a first look around the area he didn’t see anything that could particularly give it away. He took another look around anyway for any year establishing landmarks, filing “Jack’s” strange train of thought away to think about later.