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Dramatis Personae
D--A handsome, suave, and charming paraprofessional in his mid-30's. Polo and khakis.
W--An elderly and annoying co-worker nearing retirement. Polyester shirt and slacks.
B--A gorgeous early-middle-aged bear IT professional. Red t-shirt, jeans held up by suspenders.
Extras (commuters, CTA employees, etc.)


Setting: Interior of an el train car and two el platforms. Early morning.


SCENE 1: B and D are standing on an el platform labeled "Howard". B is pacing amid commuters et al. D is holding a copy of a newspaper. He looks up, notices B, and begins to steathily follow him with his eyes, often making it appear he's only gazing down the track looking for the approach of the next train. B catches him once or twice, but shows no reaction. Both spot the approaching train and begin to move into position behind where the rear door will open. D ends up directly behind B, but as he moves, he passes W who suddenly recognises him and greets him quietly:

W: "D."
D: "Oh, hello W." [turns away; begins staring intensely at back of B's neck]

SCENE 2: Doors open. B patiently waits for passengers to exit and entres the car. D tries not to follow too closely. As B takes an empty forward-facing seat on the right of the car, D takes the last free pair of seats, a left-facing one two seats behind him. He turns anxiously to see where B has seated himself. W entres, trips over the feet of a woman near the door, spots D, and sits down next to him on the seat, unwittingly interposing himself between D and B.

W begins to make small talk. D glances resignedly at his newspaper and makes polite responses. Often, he turns as if to look at W but is really trying to sneak a peek at B. W talks about another co-worker's going away. He talks about restaurants. He describes in exhaustive detail a dinner he ate last Friday.

At some point during this exchange, B begins to fiddle with his cell phone. It emits a recording of the computer HAL from 2001 saying "I'm sorry, Dave." D notices this and smiles.

W is now telling a tale of CTA woe. D interrupts him:

D: "Oh, I can top that. The other day, they opened the doors before the train was even the station. I was standing at the back door--" [gestures]
W: "And there was nothing in front of you."
D: "--and I found myself overlooking tracks. But you know how the station has that ledge behind it? Well, they opened the front door--"

At this point, B, who, noticing that the train is approaching the station, has gotten up from his seat and is moving past D and W toward the rear door interjects, saying:

B: "It's the Darwinian stop."
D: "Excuse me?"
B: "They do that from time to time at Foster."
D: "Well, it's never happened to me before and I've been riding the train for years."

B is now standing in the doorway.

D: "But I survived! I must be one of the fittest."

D gets up and takes up a position in the doorway across from B. B gazes nonchalantly out the window as D tries not to stare at him. W gets up and stands near the opposite set of doors.

W: "Maybe they'll do it again today."
D: "No, I think this will be one of those trains where they stop like five times because they're figuring out how the brakes work. That's what I wager."
B: "I've got new shoes, I'll be okay."

D glances down and takes in his bright white sneakers.

D: "You mean that with those new treads, you'll stand fast no matter what happens?"
B: "Yep."

SCENE 3: Doors open. B and D exit onto platform labeled "Foster" and charge down stairs, followed closely by W and the rest of the passengers. D addresses the audience:

D: "Now's your chance! Say something like 'That's too bad; I was hoping you'd be thrown into my arms' or 'I was looking forward to a chance to catch you'. Something like that--now! Who knows when you'll have another chance!"

D and B take different staircases down. D sadly watches B head one way from the station while he goes the other, deliberately slowing his pace so that W can catch up.

END.
Date: 2004-09-14 09:19 am (UTC)

*SIGH*

From: [identity profile] darkphuque.livejournal.com
Two ships passing in the night with a bargew trying to intercept?
Hopefully, you'll meet again. Karma, des' ne?
Date: 2004-09-14 09:30 am (UTC)

Re: *SIGH*

From: [identity profile] muckefuck.livejournal.com
Karma, hell! Staking out the goddamn platform at 8 a.m. tomorrow!

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