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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 10:25 pm
"So y'wrote shi' li' we're livin' now, eh?" He chuckled, suckling at the joint as it grew ever smaller, wary of burning his tentacles befor he offered it back towards him.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 10:29 pm
"It was just about disappearances... I wrote most of it while high, don't even remember half of it... It's a joke." Sid took the joint back and used to tweezers to bring it up to the side of his mouth for another drag.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 10:31 pm
Billy sighed, letting the high slowly creep over him as he exhailed, "Y'get paid a' lo' fer these stories?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 10:32 pm
"Just the one..." He sad. He took another drag and exhaled it with a sigh. "After that it was just short stories and shitty jobs... for years, and years, and years..."
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 10:39 pm
"I wos a bi' o' a professional criminal meself, if ye'd believe tha'... smugglin' cocaine mostly." He offered tetitively. He figured Sid was a man he could be honest with.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 10:40 pm
"Cool, cool..." Sid nodded slowly to that tidbit of information. He looked over as a thought hit him. "Did you ever, y'know, have to use balloons?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 10:42 pm
Billy snickered, "Unfortunatly. Does work wonders in airports, though s'bloody uncomfortable as hell. Feels li' y'gotta' bloody s**t yerself th'whole time."
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 10:51 pm
"That's... That's good to know." Sid said, trying to imagine it. He wished he hadn't. "So... lotta money in that, right?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 11:14 pm
"No really on my end, no," Billy shrugged, "Though' I were comin' out ahead, a'fers', actually... bu' th'whole business turned ou' t'be much more trouble'n it was worth. Besides th'fact I pretty much sweat th'damn stuff now."
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 11:16 pm
"Yeah... sometimes I wonder, like, why I never came out any worse than I did. I mean, health wise... it should worse. But, like, if karma is real, I guess I got mine in other ways. Dunno about this... this could just be bad luck." He stared at the joint. "But I don't really believe in either, man, so what the hell?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 11:18 pm
"Y'know wha' bloody sucks? I don' know honestly when th'next time I'll e'er be shagged again. I wan' a woman, Sid... I wan' one bad." His voice sounded teary-eyed.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 11:36 pm
"Me too, man," Sid sighed. "Me too..."
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 11:47 pm
"An' it makes me wonder th'type o' woman tha' WOUL' take me now..." He sighed mornfully, "'sept tha' I jes' don' care no more. I'll tell y'who I *wish* it were, though?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 11:50 pm
Sid blearily peered at Billy. Even with the tweezers, there wasn't much left to smoke. He was distantly aware that the CD in the other room had started over.
"What?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 11:51 pm
"Dr. Lockeheart, man... s**t... I saw her again... up in th'labs..." His voice wavered and he cleared his throat anxiously.
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