Company? [Anyone welcome!]

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

Ryan looked around the mall; eyes widening slightly, at the size of it all. He smiled, just a little bit, wondering what he would do here; considering, he was alone. He took out his wallet, checking its contents; twitching when he found he only had a mere, fifteen dollars. The rest, he had forgotten; in his piggy bank, at home. He, sighed, placed the wallet back into his pocket; looking around.

First, he would have to find someone, to tag along with. Someone; who did not hate him at the moment, and thought of him as something, other than a nuisance.

Wolfe started to run, along the premises; hazel optics searching for a familiar face, and, of course, a familiar face that wouldn't punch him; upon greeting.

Oh where, oh where, could everyone be?

[Eric Delko]

OOC: And Eric just happens to be hanging around the mall... Hmmm.. Ah, Ok. Got a reason, lol.

IC: Eric Delko sighed, looking around the place that had been so much of his sister's life before she was killed. He came here often, usually just to remember her and think about all the times she had brought him along to the mall, and how much his reluctance he had given her. If he could go back in time and relive all of that, he would have gone with enthusiasm just to be with her, but it was too late now. He felt grief entangling with his thoughts as his mind began to shoot images and memories in front of his eyes, until he thought he saw someone familiar even through the mess. What? He thought with confusion. "Ryan?" He called out in surprise, hurrying towards his team mate...

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

[OOC: Pfft. You know.. you don't need a reason. xD I'm a spazz-head without a reason. >:3 IT'S TOTALLY EFFING AWESOME. I'm in school right now.. =__= Computer time.]

Ryan; being the hyperactive dork that he was, jumped when his name was called. He turned his head, blinking profusely, trying to focus his vision, considering how hazy it was. "H-Hey! Delko!" he exclaimed, rather cheerfully, rushing over to the man and missing by a couple of inches. He rubbed his eyes, blinking again and turning around, walking over to him slowly.

"What brings you here?" he asked, rubbing his eyes in pain, feeling it sting.

[Eric Delko]

Eric walked towards him and Ryan walked past him. Okay, he thought. He noticed that Ryan seemed to be rubbing his eye a lot as though it hurt. "Uh, hi. Your eye giving you trouble?" He came out with the complete question that had rang through his head when he saw him.

OOC: Short, sorry. I have school.

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

"Ugh, yeah. I've been taking the medicine but so far my vision just keeps blurring out of nowhere.." Ryan muttered, sighing, "I might as well just wear an eyepatch or something." He mustered a smile, despite the fact his eye just seemed to sting. "And, besides. I came here to, er.. have fun. The problem was that everyone seemed busy.. or I couldn't find them," he uttered, a little sadly.

Were people avoiding him?

[OOC: 'Tis okay. School ruins everything.]

[Eric Delko]

Eric nodded and frowned. "I thought the doctor cleared you awhile ago," he murmured, but then shrugged. It's not like a doctor has never messed up with a diagnosis before. It was probably only a matter of time anyways. Getting a nail shot pretty much right through the eye doesn't help matters either. He didn't really know what else to say though. He thought but he couldn't think of something else...

[RYAN WOLFE!™]

Ryan shuddered. How those memories haunted him; sending shivers up and down his spine and nightmares spiraling throughout his mind. "W-Well.. yeah.." he muttered, and then felt a grin show on his face. "But let's stop being all sad, right? Let's go get some ice cream!" he exclaimed, his natural positivity kicking in once more and making him that immature Ryan that was normally seen whenever he wasn't working. Which wasn't very common, mind you.

"I've been craving for sugar the entire daaaay..~"