Why not make a locked sticky solely for storing the NanoSteps? This thread then turns into the "brainstorming room".
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I hopped off of my bike and set the kickstand before trotting over to the kid I'd hit. Tanned skin, dressed in leathers, vaguely Hispanic looking, he lay on the New York City asphalt with a dazed expression on his face. His eyes were looking far-away and nowhere at all, which probably meant that his brain was still rebooting after the sudden rendezvous with the pavement. I hoped I hadn't smacked him too hard.
"Christ, kid, sorry about that. I wasn't paying attention and you just jumped out of nowhere straight in front of me. You all right?"
Blinking, his eyes focused on me before he sat up, groaning. I met him halfway up with my hand and he grabbed it, hauling himself back to vertical and dusting himself off.
"Yeah man, I'm fine," he said with a trace of a Latino accent. "I wasn't looking where I was going. Probably deserve that for walkin' into traffic without looking. I, uh, got a lot on my mind. My brother John is missing."
I gave him another look over. He looked fine, so I guess he hadn't hit the ground too hard after being hit by my bike. Still...
"Well listen. I'm awfully sorry about that, so if there's anything I can do for you to make it up, tell me."
The kid seemed taken aback by my generosity.
"That's real nice of you, mister. Most city people wouldn't go that far. I don't need anythin' right now, but..."
He stuck his tongue in the corner in of his mouth for a moment, considering, before blurting out, "If you see my brother John, can you let him know I'm looking for him?" He rushed on, "He looks a lot like me, about an inch taller with the same color eyes and longer hair, wearing a jacket like mine. I realize that's not much to go on, but..."
No kidding it wasn't much to go on. But I'd offered my help, and I don't go back on things like that.
I nodded. "Sure thing, kid. If I see him, I'll let him know. Who should I say is asking?"
The kid replied, "Rael. My name is Rael."
Source: EDIT: Grammar fixes.
EDIT2: Towns cannot fit into people's mouths, nanostep source added.
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I hopped off of my bike and set the kickstand before trotting over to the kid I'd hit. Tanned skin, dressed in leathers, vaguely Hispanic looking, he lay on the New York City asphalt with a dazed expression on his face. His eyes were looking far-away and nowhere at all, which probably meant that his brain was still rebooting after the sudden rendezvous with the pavement. I hoped I hadn't smacked him too hard.
"Christ, kid, sorry about that. I wasn't paying attention and you just jumped out of nowhere straight in front of me. You all right?"
Blinking, his eyes focused on me before he sat up, groaning. I met him halfway up with my hand and he grabbed it, hauling himself back to vertical and dusting himself off.
"Yeah man, I'm fine," he said with a trace of a Latino accent. "I wasn't looking where I was going. Probably deserve that for walkin' into traffic without looking. I, uh, got a lot on my mind. My brother John is missing."
I gave him another look over. He looked fine, so I guess he hadn't hit the ground too hard after being hit by my bike. Still...
"Well listen. I'm awfully sorry about that, so if there's anything I can do for you to make it up, tell me."
The kid seemed taken aback by my generosity.
"That's real nice of you, mister. Most city people wouldn't go that far. I don't need anythin' right now, but..."
He stuck his tongue in the corner in of his mouth for a moment, considering, before blurting out, "If you see my brother John, can you let him know I'm looking for him?" He rushed on, "He looks a lot like me, about an inch taller with the same color eyes and longer hair, wearing a jacket like mine. I realize that's not much to go on, but..."
No kidding it wasn't much to go on. But I'd offered my help, and I don't go back on things like that.
I nodded. "Sure thing, kid. If I see him, I'll let him know. Who should I say is asking?"
The kid replied, "Rael. My name is Rael."
Source: EDIT: Grammar fixes.
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SpoilerEDIT2: Towns cannot fit into people's mouths, nanostep source added.