|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:22 pm
"We'll do some drugs t'gether," Billy nodded with a grin in the moonlight.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:23 pm
"Sure... I've only got weed now, though." He scratched his chin again and idly thought about shaving. "I need to get into that already."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:25 pm
"M'alrigh'... bein' sober fer now, actually." Which was sort of funny in the long run. But understandable, concidering. "Fers' time fer' everyt'ing, eh?" He gave a manic giggle.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:30 pm
"Sure, man." Sid said with a nod. "I try not to make a habit of it, though."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:34 pm
Again, Billy fell silent, following the older limping man as best he could, but he was getting tired again. His head was spinning. He needed to lay down in some nice comfy water and sleep off the seditives. His ears (such as they were) were ringing, his heart racing in his chest. Seditives. He hated them.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:36 pm
Sid looked over for the first time in several minutes. He cursed himself once he saw Billy struggling. "You wanna stop for a little while?"
They had all night, after all.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:40 pm
"I hate this," He mumbled, panting heavily as he rolled to a stop, "Bloody... feckin' hate it... Bein' li' this... I weren't always..."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:41 pm
"I know, man." Sid stopped beside the wheelchair. "It's okay. I mean, it's ******** up, but it's understandable..." He had no idea what he was trying to say, so he stopped trying.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:44 pm
"Used t'be pretty good... on m'feet, y'know? Good wit' m'fists," He lifted a couple tentacles to coil the tips in a fist-like fashion and punch the air half heartedly, "No' so much now."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:46 pm
"You could try working out or something... Lifting weights, maybe." Sid scratched the back of his neck, not certain if one could accomplish much trying to lift weights with tentacles. "I dunno. All else fails, you could just strangle people."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:51 pm
"No' as satisfyin', stranglin'... an' it'd probably jes' get this bloody t'ing turned back on again," He growled, tapping the collar with a tentacle tip. He numbly scrambled for a fresh cigarette, though, and lifted the box towards the fish man, "Y'sure y'don' wan' one?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:52 pm
Sid was tempted, oh how he was tempted, but he shook his head. "Nah... Maybe later." He still wasn't quite comfortable with other people seeing his new technique with smoking yet, even Billy.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 10:00 pm
The octopus nodded, managing to strike a match for himself, and he wondered if Sid was relieved by his self sufficiancy. "Fair enough."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 10:04 pm
While Billy lit his cigarette, Sid glanced around nervously. It was easier to keep his mind off what might be lurking in the jungle when they were still moving. Once stopped he became painfully aware of the noises in the trees. He said nothing of it.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 10:11 pm
"Can't be far now." Billy said after a while, "Listen... s'really... nice o' y't'help me out so much, y'know. Y'don' gotta. No one's makin' y' or nothin'."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
