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Alex did not speak he simply looked up into jerry’s eyes with his own glistening teary ones. "I-I will not be involved in they’re..." He tried to think of the word. "Affaires." He decided on it because it sounded innocent enough. "I will not kill Jerry." He spoke the man's name on purpose to prove how serious he was about this.

"I don't want to hurt people; I just want people to be happy." He had agreed to work at the bar to serve people and to give them what they wanted not to kill them without warning. It was horrible and completely unimaginable. “And I can not condone the killing of others in my work place.” He wanted to look away but kept his eyes locked on the older mans.

((Be nice Jerry... X3 ))

Alex could not speak, Jerry had never treated him this badly before and he was completely overwhelmed. He closed his eyes and kept his mouth closed. His mind raced, telling the cops had never accrued to him but now that he mentioned it that may be a good idea. He opened his eyes. "I promise nothing." He said through clenched teeth. He would not speak kindly when he was being treated in such a foolish way.

{That's cold man.}
Alex's body fell to the ground with a thump. He lay in the damp cobblestones and kept his eyes shut tightly. His head had hit the stones hard and he was not sure if he was quite all right. He moved a hand up to touch the back of his head and was relieved not to feel blood, only a growing goose egg. "a**." He muttered under his breath.

He sat up very slowly and opened his eyes, his vision was blurry but once focused enough to see he stood and started to make his way back home. He let himself into the small house, and crept silently up into his bedroom. It was nether personal nor expressive as far as most teenagers bedrooms went, the off white walls held no pictures except a landscape print over his small bed, and he had very little in the room as well. He kicked off his shoes and walked over to his desks. His hands rummaged threw a drawer until it reached a pill bottle. He shook out two orange ovals and gulped them down. In only a half hour the pain in his head would dull. He flopped onto his bed and tried to sleep off the day. Maybe he just would not go back?

Jerry waved to the last customers as they were pushed out at closing. He locked up the doors and slumped onto a chair, pulling off his mask. He looked around the room and cursed under his breath. "Should have seen that coming. Suppose I'll have some explaining to do tomorrow to Butterfly." He stood and walked up to his apartment. It was very clean for a man his age, everything meticulously kept in its place so that he knew where it was.

He found his black book and looked up a few numbers, calling them one by one. Then he called a final contact, and swallowed hard. "You think someone's on to what we do down here?" He paused for a response. "I'll...Thanks for the information. When did you hear about this?" He twirled a pen. "Ah, early today. Okay. Thanks for the heads up. You know who?" His leg shook. "All right. I guess I'll start looking into it."

((who the heck are you? and why are you posting in my thread? did i invite you? no. did anyone in this thread invite you? i don't know. but don't post in here if it isn't pertaining to this rp. thanks. ))

((Really? Is this were it all ends? I'm exhausted from student teaching and I still check daily! *sniffles* Back to Fable 2. *bump*))