Post by Christi on Dec 13, 2008 21:57:07 GMT -5
Well, that answered that. Celina watched it a moment before continuing on, winding through the streets before finally coming to the old shop and peering inside first to make sure it was still his shop. Pleased at finding him there still, she head inside, causing the little bell set up over the door to jingle when it opened.
The man behind the counter looked up to see which costumer had just wandered in, more than a bit surprised to find his missing niece standing there.
"Yo," Celina said with a grin, giving a wave.
The man snorted, going back to the the computer he'd been repairing, "Some way of showing gratitude for my raising you all those years, taking off without a word."
"I was going to come back. Not my fault I got delayed. Sides, theres no way I could just leave behind my favourite uncle like that," Celina said with a grin.
The man looked up from his work, eyeing her, "I'm your only uncle."
"Huh... so you are," Celina said rubbing behind an ear, "Anyways, I'm back and well, no harm done."
"Might as well make yourself useful then. If you can still remember the routes, that needs to be delivered," the man said, motioning to motorbike resting near one of the walls, "And for God's sake Celina, don't go for any joy roads or wreck it up at all."
"Yes sir!" Celina said with a mock salute before heading over to grab the bike, checking out the address for the owner before wheeling it outside and starting it up.
The man shook his head, going back to work.
Celina brought the kickstand up, easing on the throttle to take off along the street.
The man behind the counter looked up to see which costumer had just wandered in, more than a bit surprised to find his missing niece standing there.
"Yo," Celina said with a grin, giving a wave.
The man snorted, going back to the the computer he'd been repairing, "Some way of showing gratitude for my raising you all those years, taking off without a word."
"I was going to come back. Not my fault I got delayed. Sides, theres no way I could just leave behind my favourite uncle like that," Celina said with a grin.
The man looked up from his work, eyeing her, "I'm your only uncle."
"Huh... so you are," Celina said rubbing behind an ear, "Anyways, I'm back and well, no harm done."
"Might as well make yourself useful then. If you can still remember the routes, that needs to be delivered," the man said, motioning to motorbike resting near one of the walls, "And for God's sake Celina, don't go for any joy roads or wreck it up at all."
"Yes sir!" Celina said with a mock salute before heading over to grab the bike, checking out the address for the owner before wheeling it outside and starting it up.
The man shook his head, going back to work.
Celina brought the kickstand up, easing on the throttle to take off along the street.