Ravenofpoe
Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
- Joined
- Jan 22, 2020
Lucian Ravencroft stepped off the bus and pulled his ball cap down in the scorching sun. With a wave he walked to his bag and tossed it over his shoulder. Bell Colorado has stepped up with its own Bus Stop. Stretching he pulled on his sun glasses on and started down the street. It felt good to be home after fifteen years. Fifteen long years. Walking down the main street his icy blue eyes watched stores and nostalgia was being washed out by the changes.
To be fair he kept up on the times with William Walker his best friend. The sheriff had sent him letters telling him what had closed but seeing it now he was saddened. He remembered going to the arcade when his dad gave him a break from farm work. That was gone replaced by a gun store. Not unusual in the states but still a shock as he saw there were two on the same street. He kept moving not his concern at the moment though. What was a concern was food. The bus left Denver and he hadn’t eaten anything but a salad at the one before that. Stopping outside another old stopping Ground he smiled.
Saints Family Restaurant was owned by Nicole Saint Walker. His best friend wife who had made some modernization to her grandfather’s design. Outside the white building were benches that when growing up were filled after the football games with customers waiting to get a seat. The chalkboard showed the specials still in flowing script proclaiming the heaven and hell burger was on sale. That was new. Another new item. No weapons unless wearing a badge. That was odd. He didn’t have a gun yet it was order with the rest of his things. Hell, he was waiting on his truck. Everything had to be delivered via favors.
Entering he looked around the semi busy lunch rush as waitress moved. One thing that hadn’t changed was the Bullshit table of old men drinking coffee and eating lunch complaining about politics and local business. A few faces were still there from the last time he was home. Older but still there. A few nodded about something and one watched the new comer. He nudged his buddy next to him as Lucian made his way to the booth and once the waitress by name of Cindy took his order for the daily special with he sweet tea he twitted his thumbs and waited for William.
To be fair he kept up on the times with William Walker his best friend. The sheriff had sent him letters telling him what had closed but seeing it now he was saddened. He remembered going to the arcade when his dad gave him a break from farm work. That was gone replaced by a gun store. Not unusual in the states but still a shock as he saw there were two on the same street. He kept moving not his concern at the moment though. What was a concern was food. The bus left Denver and he hadn’t eaten anything but a salad at the one before that. Stopping outside another old stopping Ground he smiled.
Saints Family Restaurant was owned by Nicole Saint Walker. His best friend wife who had made some modernization to her grandfather’s design. Outside the white building were benches that when growing up were filled after the football games with customers waiting to get a seat. The chalkboard showed the specials still in flowing script proclaiming the heaven and hell burger was on sale. That was new. Another new item. No weapons unless wearing a badge. That was odd. He didn’t have a gun yet it was order with the rest of his things. Hell, he was waiting on his truck. Everything had to be delivered via favors.
Entering he looked around the semi busy lunch rush as waitress moved. One thing that hadn’t changed was the Bullshit table of old men drinking coffee and eating lunch complaining about politics and local business. A few faces were still there from the last time he was home. Older but still there. A few nodded about something and one watched the new comer. He nudged his buddy next to him as Lucian made his way to the booth and once the waitress by name of Cindy took his order for the daily special with he sweet tea he twitted his thumbs and waited for William.