The List: War of Insurrection

D:

*bows* I am a master of emotions.

*nods in awe*

So what now?

I don't know, you had him walk away xD

Hmm, where is your poor character?

Working on a train

So my rich character shall be on that train. You post first.

(Well, he was working on a broken one, so I guess it can be a fixed one now?)

Corrigan: I pushed a cart up the aisle, selling drinks and snacks to the people rich enough to ride a train. This was my fourth job at the moment, and I was practically falling asleep standing up. But I would be off in, I checked my watch, one hour, and then I could go home. I gritted my teeth and tried to motivate myself to plow through the remainder of my shift. I thought of my siblings' hungry faces, and got a jolt of energy. I rolled up next to a passenger. "Would you like anything?"

Autumn: I barely looked up. "Um, how about a foamie?"

(Newly made up word. Means soda.)

Corrigan:"Sure, ma'm. What flavor?" I show her the selection.

Autumn: I looked up and smiled. "Surprise me."

Corrigan: I suppressed an eye roll. Rich people could be so snobby. I pulled one at random and held it out to her.

Autumn: I bit my lip. "Thanks. How much of a tip do you want for helping me choose?"

Corrigan: I shook my head with a smile. "It's my job to help you choose, and besides, I just grabbed a random foamie."

Autumn: I rolled my eyes. "And? You did something more than just handing me something. Go ahead, name a price."

Corrigan: I roll my eyes. "One cent."

Autumn: I had him a twenty. "Sorry, can't count," I muttered sarcastically.

Corrigan: I shove it back. "I can't take that." It didn't seem right, when I hadn't done anything to earn it.

Autumn: "Hmm, well, I'm just going to leave it here and pretend I'm going somewhere else then. How about that?"

Corrigan:"Fine, if you're going to be difficult." I snatch the twenty back and shove it in my pocket. That'll cover a lot of the costs for my siblings. Or at least help cover them. I smile at her thankfully, against my better judgement.

Autumn: "See? The money means nothing to me, but it means something to you. Doesn't that balance the world?"

Corrigan: My face falls a little. "I guess so, for a little bit. Until the money runs out, and you forget about your good deed. About the person you helped."

Autumn: "Hmm," I mused. "Do you work here often?"

Corrigan:"One of four jobs. I work here almost every night, since this is one of the more regular ones." I glance at the clock, still 45 minutes until I'm off.