I FORGOT TO WRITE I DON'T OWN COWBOY BEBOP. BLAH, BLAH, BLAH, CRAP, CRAP,
CRAP. Well on with the story.
Her head swam. Everything was blurry but she knew that music. It was him. It was Gren. She looked around the bar frantically but couldn't see anything. Paying she grabbed her coat and walked out.
She had thrown out the yellow vinyl suite and substituted it with a black tank and some baggy olive fighting pants. She was starting over. But if she was starting over why was she coming back? It made no sense. She wanted to leave it all behind but then she comes to Callisto. The god damned planet that has no women. Not just that but the one where she had met the most wonderful man well women whatever.
Laughing to herself she found herself coming closer to the music. She looked up and saw the stars. Damned stars you can't trust them, she thought.
Something caught her eye and she stopped. In a windowsill sat a man with a saxophone. As if sensing her he turned and smiled. Faye's breath caught. His smile.
He turned and then started playing again as if she wasn't even there. Disoriented she tried to run to him but almost got run over. Sitting down on the curb Faye rested her head on her knees. Man was she going to have the biggest hangover in her life.
"Take care," someone said above her.
Faye looked up but couldn't see who it was. Trying to stand up she leaned on the streetlight and pointed at the figure.
"You are Gren," she declared.
"Come on I'll give you a place to stay for the night,"
"No, no, no," she said waving a finger at him.
"Do you have any other place to go?''
"No," she whispered. "I left them before they could leave me. But I should never have gone back because he left me."
"You shouldn't have left them my green eyed fairy. They cared for you."
She looked up at him. What this, this man know? He knew nothing at all. He didn't know who she was. All she wanted to do right now was find a place to sleep. She wanted to find Gren. Her Mr. Saxophone. But he was dead. He had left her. "I want Gren," she mumbled.
"Well you will get to see Gren just come on. You need sleep. Honest I promise you will get to look for Gren," the stranger said holding out a hand.
She stared at it trying to focus her eyes. It kept wavering and she reached out to grab it and grabbed air. She tried one more time and leaned in but almost fell on her face.
The man grabbed her and walked her down the street to where ever he was taking her. But Faye looked up to the same window and saw that it was getting closer. Is this where this guy lived?
Her head swam. Everything was blurry but she knew that music. It was him. It was Gren. She looked around the bar frantically but couldn't see anything. Paying she grabbed her coat and walked out.
She had thrown out the yellow vinyl suite and substituted it with a black tank and some baggy olive fighting pants. She was starting over. But if she was starting over why was she coming back? It made no sense. She wanted to leave it all behind but then she comes to Callisto. The god damned planet that has no women. Not just that but the one where she had met the most wonderful man well women whatever.
Laughing to herself she found herself coming closer to the music. She looked up and saw the stars. Damned stars you can't trust them, she thought.
Something caught her eye and she stopped. In a windowsill sat a man with a saxophone. As if sensing her he turned and smiled. Faye's breath caught. His smile.
He turned and then started playing again as if she wasn't even there. Disoriented she tried to run to him but almost got run over. Sitting down on the curb Faye rested her head on her knees. Man was she going to have the biggest hangover in her life.
"Take care," someone said above her.
Faye looked up but couldn't see who it was. Trying to stand up she leaned on the streetlight and pointed at the figure.
"You are Gren," she declared.
"Come on I'll give you a place to stay for the night,"
"No, no, no," she said waving a finger at him.
"Do you have any other place to go?''
"No," she whispered. "I left them before they could leave me. But I should never have gone back because he left me."
"You shouldn't have left them my green eyed fairy. They cared for you."
She looked up at him. What this, this man know? He knew nothing at all. He didn't know who she was. All she wanted to do right now was find a place to sleep. She wanted to find Gren. Her Mr. Saxophone. But he was dead. He had left her. "I want Gren," she mumbled.
"Well you will get to see Gren just come on. You need sleep. Honest I promise you will get to look for Gren," the stranger said holding out a hand.
She stared at it trying to focus her eyes. It kept wavering and she reached out to grab it and grabbed air. She tried one more time and leaned in but almost fell on her face.
The man grabbed her and walked her down the street to where ever he was taking her. But Faye looked up to the same window and saw that it was getting closer. Is this where this guy lived?