Fallen Angels (RP)

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<OOC>I've really no idea what to say, no offense.

Um, shall we get back to the RP everyone?<OOC>
 
<OOC>sorry, folks. Karate, don't expect me to be on Tuesday and Thursday evenings.<OOC>

"Sounds like an excellent idea" I replied, hauling myself up from the table and going to fetch my jacket.
 
I followed, waiting for him to put on his jacket and pulling my own on as well, just before opening the door and leading him outside, towards the resturaunt."It's just a few blocks away." I said idly, trying to think of something more of worth to say. As we went out the door, I saw the body of the child on the ground, a reminder of last night. Strange no one's discovered her yet. I thought.
 
I barely paid heed to the girl's bodyas I left, she'd lost and I'd won. No need to concern myself with anything other than that until someone found her. I stuck my hands into my pockets and watching my breath frost all the while, said "So what'do yeh do?"
 
"I'm a writer." I said, noticing the spot I'd found the girl the previous night. It took a moment to register in my mind that it was directly in front of an orphanage, which explained the strange questions she had asked me at the time. I stopped, momentarily shocked at the huge mistake I had made: too obvious a kill. It would soon be discovered she was missing, if it hadn't been already. But then...It wasn't me who actually did kill her. I shook of the bombardment of thoughts and started walking again. I couldn't tell if Robbie had noticed my change in demeanor, but I attempted to continue the conversation none-the-less. "What 'bout you?"
 
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After i had gotten myself totally drunk i stumbled out of the forest. "No... I don't" I spoke to my other personality. "You sure?" "Ya man... I hate alcohol I would never get shlunk" "Whatever you say".

For about an hour i stumbled around the cow fields and talked to myself. After that i seemed to be becoming les drunk the alcohol was wearing off. I had a pounding headache. "Hmmm I think I'll go over to shlunking Shlonuts and get myself a drink." When i had finally reached my home again the alcohol had fully worn off and i had no desire to go into the city. I then hucked up some alcohol all over my front door step. "Ahhh" I felt sick. "Maybe that rum was a little too hard" I said to myself and layed down inside my home for a rest.
 
"Me, I'm a drummer. Yeh ever heard of Red Streak" I asked, although I sincerely doubted it. we were pretty much Scotland only.
 
"Can't say I have." I replied, all concerns brought on by the previous night all but forgotten as the gentle biting of the crisp, sight wind hit my face. I
 
<OOC>Hrm? Your post seems to have been cut off.<OOC>

"Can't say I'm surprised" I replied evenly, continuing "Anyway, I'm their drummer. Keeps the rent paid most of the time."
 
<OOC>Yeah, AOL. I had to send it unfinished before I got disconnected. Guess I didn't get back in time to fix it before you saw it :)<OOC>

"Interesting." I replied, as we neared the resturaunt."What kind of music do you do?"

<OOC>I had no idea how to add any british slang to that, so...yeah. Have any ideas for the name of the resturaunt?<OOC>
 
<OOC>Lesee...The Green Dragon and The Dancing Duck are a couple of standbys for me.<OOC>

"Pretty much everything" I replied casually. "rock, pop, techno, metal. Whatever we feel like, really." I pulled the door open, standing to the side to let Ramona through first.
 
I smiled at him as thanks as I walked into the Green Dragon, filled with others like ourselves, looking for a place that serves both alcohol and breakfast at the same time of the day.

<OOC>Is it even possible to have such a place?<OOC>
 
<OOC>Yep! It's a place in Denver called Dream.<OOC>

I walked up to the bartender, leaning over a bit onto the bar as I asked "Got any brandy?"
 
<OOC> I don't really know how to have my character act in a place like this. Any more ideas? :)<OOC>
 
<OOC>Nah, right now I'd say this is a pretty rough place, I doubt havoc is all that unusual.<OOC>

Getting my brandy shortly and sliding the barkeep the payment, I called to Ramona "You want something?"
 
OOC: yay!!!

Ic: I snuck in behind an adult, giving the impression that I was thier teenage kid. But before long I had seperated from them and headed to a corner of the bar, waiting for a victem. It'd be a bit obvious, but to most people it'd look like I was simply kissing somebody's neck. they wouldn't know the truth until it was too late..
 
"Sure. I'll have a bitter." I replied, sitting down on the stool next to him. As I sat, I took in the familiar scenery, more crowded today as many sought shelter from the cold weather. It had been hard to find at place to sit, even.
 
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