Post by Slut (✿ ◕‿◕) on Sept 20, 2015 16:47:57 GMT -4
Popping her last Camote Cue into her red smeared make up ruined lips, KaHLaN crumbles the paper bag and throws it over her shoulder somewhere in the crazy crowds of the busiest street in Metro Manila, Clark St. A couple of nonchalant steps further and she is seized around the wrist and pulled around by what looks to be a scrawny little man in state issued Philippines police uniform. “What?”
The man vomits a rapid sequence of random noise and glares back with pursed lips.
“What?”
He produces the paper bag and points at it while berating the blue haired foreigner with another automatic gun like short speech. The incredibly busy street continues to ignore the incident bar a few onlookers, who happen to be flashing their SAMSUNG GALAXY phones towards the pair.
“Wait! ENGLISH!”
“No INGLISH!” And so the man carries on with his local tongue.
KaHLaN scratches her unkempt hair and pops a quick balloon out of her gum. She fishes out her old Nokia black and white phone to the WOW of the people gathered around. She hits a couple of buttons and…
“Hey Jeff, listen to this guy and tell me what he is saying.”
She passes the phone to the officer and he seems to understand the notion. After a quick exchange with the guy on the other side of the line he passes the phone back.
“So?”
“Me no understand the gentleman. He no speaks Inglish.”
Now a little irate “OF COURSE HE DOESN’T SPEAK ENGLISH MAN! That’s why I asked you to tell me what he is saying!”
“But- but me don’t speak Chinese!”
“HE ISN'T SPEAKING CHINESE HE IS SPEAKING ASIAN? YOU’RE BLOODY ASIAN! HOW CAN YOU NOT UNDERSTAND HIM?!”
“I'm From Afghanistan original-”
“THAT’S IN ASIA! HOW CAN YOU NOT SPEAK ASIAN? Do you think I’m a fool Jeff? You think I don’t know where Afghanistan is!? I WATCH THE BLOODY BBC NEWS EVERY WEEK!”
“What does that have to do wi-”
KaHLaN presses the end call and cuts him off mid-sentence “infuriating yellow sk-” she stops herself as soon as she recognizes the sudden hostile aura descending upon the mood. Instead she returns her full attention back towards the officer and locks him with her stare and a dazzling, white smile. “Well I hope you understand sign language.” With that she hoods her eye lids and places a soft touch on the officer’s arm.
End
The man vomits a rapid sequence of random noise and glares back with pursed lips.
“What?”
He produces the paper bag and points at it while berating the blue haired foreigner with another automatic gun like short speech. The incredibly busy street continues to ignore the incident bar a few onlookers, who happen to be flashing their SAMSUNG GALAXY phones towards the pair.
“Wait! ENGLISH!”
“No INGLISH!” And so the man carries on with his local tongue.
KaHLaN scratches her unkempt hair and pops a quick balloon out of her gum. She fishes out her old Nokia black and white phone to the WOW of the people gathered around. She hits a couple of buttons and…
“Hey Jeff, listen to this guy and tell me what he is saying.”
She passes the phone to the officer and he seems to understand the notion. After a quick exchange with the guy on the other side of the line he passes the phone back.
“So?”
“Me no understand the gentleman. He no speaks Inglish.”
Now a little irate “OF COURSE HE DOESN’T SPEAK ENGLISH MAN! That’s why I asked you to tell me what he is saying!”
“But- but me don’t speak Chinese!”
“HE ISN'T SPEAKING CHINESE HE IS SPEAKING ASIAN? YOU’RE BLOODY ASIAN! HOW CAN YOU NOT UNDERSTAND HIM?!”
“I'm From Afghanistan original-”
“THAT’S IN ASIA! HOW CAN YOU NOT SPEAK ASIAN? Do you think I’m a fool Jeff? You think I don’t know where Afghanistan is!? I WATCH THE BLOODY BBC NEWS EVERY WEEK!”
“What does that have to do wi-”
KaHLaN presses the end call and cuts him off mid-sentence “infuriating yellow sk-” she stops herself as soon as she recognizes the sudden hostile aura descending upon the mood. Instead she returns her full attention back towards the officer and locks him with her stare and a dazzling, white smile. “Well I hope you understand sign language.” With that she hoods her eye lids and places a soft touch on the officer’s arm.
End
