Hey y'all, back. This is an un-beta-ed story, just something that popped into my head and decided to post. Sorry for the summary, the story's a lot better than it sounds...
Disclaimer: I do not own Assassins Creed...yet
Fact: I can get out of bed, in the middle of the night, get dressed, and get everything I need (minus shoes) in 2 minutes and 5 seconds. Why do I know this? I tested myself each night, asking myself, "Would I really need this?" with everything I own. I wouldn't take my computer, because it's way too heavy and way too easy to trace. Besides, it's just a material good, right? I wouldn't take a journal, or a sketchpad, because I don't want anybody snooping around, and I can't draw to save my life. If it ever comes to that, I'll let you know. I don't bring a bag full of clothes, because, quite frankly, jeans, a shirt, and a peacoat do you quite well in the middle of the night. I don't take a cell phone or a handheld gaming device. I don't want the hassle of charging them, and they're (like the computer) much too easy to trace. I don't take makeup, a toothbrush, a hairbrush, or even deodorant. I don't take memorabilia of my life, meaning no pictures, no digital camera, no books, nothing.
What I do take is this:
My wallet, which contains however much money I have, and a two dollar bill I vowed never to spend. It also holds a picture of me and five other people at my homecoming dance in freshman year, which I'll throw out, along with an ID card, a library card, a debit card, a CPR certificate (although I should've thrown out a long time ago—it's expired), an old hotel room key, a coupon for the nearest ice cream parlor, a discount card for online music, a Joann's Fabrics gift card, movie stubs, and discounts for my next trip to the mall. This leaves me with a plain old wallet—made out of denim and practically worthless. I keep debating whether or not to take it, depending on how much money I have in it. If there's less than thirty dollars in it, I reasoned, it's not worth taking.
I also bring my watch. It's a leather cuff wallet I got for Christmas from my parents, and it doesn't get in the way of things, when it's not being useful.
I bring sunglasses as well. You never know where you're gonna go.
On my wrist I keep an elastic band, for tying my hair back with. It keeps getting too long, and I have to cut it every month or so.
For the rest of me, I wear whatever I was wearing the day before, a scarf, and my peacoat. It didn't matter if it was the middle of summer, or the dead of winter. Nights were chilly in my town, and it lowered my suspiciousness, because it was black and unnoticeable. The scarf goes with this as well, and I can do almost anything with it, like make, say, a dress, a shirt, a skirt, or a head covering (again, you never know where you're gonna go). As for footwear, I've never really gotten to that point yet, but I stick with white slip-on shoes or sheepskin boots (depending on the weather, of course).
All of these things I can fit in my pockets of my peacoat, another advantage of the wonderful jacket.
There are things I regret to not bring, like a guitar pick or a capo. These things are, again, material goods, and I never know when I'd see a guitar again.
I don't know why I do this, but I do it every Wednesday night, starting at different times each week. I make up different obstacles, like "what would happen if there was a fire?" or "what if you had to bring a weapon?" or even, "if you could pack a bag in the time allotted, what would you pack?"
The answers to these scenarios are:
Go through the same routine, but save the valuables. We have insurance.
Weapons can be fashioned from anything.
I would still bring just the stuff I could fit in my pockets.
I had no idea this practice would be put to good use.
No idea at all.
I'm posing another Chapter, just to get a move on with what I have.