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 Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 3:11 pm
Quite a bit worse for wear, Demy was once again lurking not too far away from the Rusty Nail. He had tried, time and time again, to pull himself away from the bar and move on with his rather pathetic life. But no matter where he went or just what he pumped into his system he always found himself hanging around the bar. He supposed that somewhere he still held the hope Lou would come looking for him and take him back. However, despite the amount of time that had gone by Lou found him and the former star was stuck sticking to his alleys and the like.
Sighing, Demy sunk to the ground and sat staring out of his hiding place and across at the bar. Another day spent watching for Lou, and another day of disappointment.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 3:48 pm
He'd been inside talking to the guy who owned the building for a bit and making sure it was alright to cover a wall in posters. No sense in not getting the word out. Even less now that they'd gotten that awesome news paper article. Everyone in the city would have seen their name and they'd get a bigger crowd this time.
Grinning ot himself he lugged his roll of posters outside with some tape so he could put them up. Tail swishing behind him he set his supplies down and unrolled the first poster to tack it to the wall beside the bar's door.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 3:55 pm
Ears perked a bit as someone exited the building. They quickly fell however once Demy noticed it wasn't Lou. Damnit... This was interesting however, as he didn't remember seeing this Audio around before. Staying in his hiding place the blonde watched and waited to see what the other was doing.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 3:59 pm
He tacked up the first poster and stood back to look at it. They'd done a damn good job at getting a good picture for the posters. Even if it was technically them at least they looked cooler in that ******** this's gonna be a good show"
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 4:09 pm
He seemed to be hanging something. Hanging something on his..no..Lou's home and place of employment. ...Interesting. Frowning a bit, Demy slid out of his sitting position and struggled to see just what it was. Wait...it kinda looked like a poster. A...poster for a band.
...Lou was replacing him. Or so it would seem. Ears flat, Demy continued to watch and tried to assure himself it wasn't like it seemed. But the more he looked at the poster and this Audio hanging them the more clear it became. Lou wasn't going to come find him..no. It would seem he had a new plaything, and a new band to make the bar prosper.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 4:16 pm
Once he was satisfied that the poster was up correctly he headed down the street a bit to hang on on another part of the wall. Lou had showed him the part of the building that they were going to get used for playing shows. It seemed like a nice place and why not cover that part of the building in posters too?
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 5:01 pm
Hrmph... Demy slowly slunk out of his hiding spot and made his way across the street. Maybe while this other Audio was preoccupied he could sneak off with one of these stupid posters. It had to be some crappy band..right? No one could beat the Oreos...no one.
Gaze darting to the poster hanging Audio every few steps, Demy made it across the street and reached to snag one of the posters from the wall.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 5:26 pm
He caught movement out of the corner of his eye and looked over. "Hey! Wha'tha ******** ya think yer doin?" If it wasn't for the fact that he needed the tape he would have thrown it at whoever it was trying to rip down the poster.
"This ain't public property. ya can't go rippin down s**t that ain't yers"
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 5:29 pm
Poster clutched in his paw, Demy whirled around and gave the other a rather feral snarl.
"Go to hell man, it might not be public property but at one time I BELONGED here. So just shut the ******** up."
Growling to himself, Demy turned back around and headed back towards the alley. Hrmph...this jackass thought he could boss him around? Whatever. HE was a star, HE knew how to play! He still had his guitar on his back afterall, he didn't NEED permission to pull posters off of Lou's wall!
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 5:33 pm
He hadn't heard about anyone else living there and he'd have bet Lou would have mentioned it at one point. With the way he looked at ever piece of a** that came into the bar? Yea, Lou'd have mentioned this one.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 5:37 pm
"Don't touch me!!"
Demy snapped, squirmed to get away. This guy wasn't Lou, this guy had no right touching him. Who did he think he was?!
"...Lou..."
The boy went still at the mention of the bartender. Band, poster, guy, Lou... At one time this was his job, but he had screwed that up. Ears flattening Demy whimpered at the other.
"Just let me go..."
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 6:05 pm
He jerked his hand away and eyed the kid. Something was seriously wrong with him. "Yea Lou. Guy who owns tha bar."
He shook his head and turned back to finish his poster work. "Wouldn't let'em catch ya rippin Our s**t off tha wall. M'sure he'd be pissy ta'know his rockstars are getting vandalized"
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 6:10 pm
"I know who the ******** Lou is!"
Demy snarled, turning around to stalk after the other.
"His rockstars, HIS. HA. You're trying to fill a void you'll never be able to."
It was a lie. He wasn't worth Lou's time...but this one didn't need to know that.
"I'm sure he wouldn't give two shits about 'his rockstars' being vandalized. This is HIS afterall."
He flicked the little star on his collar. It hadn't left his neck since the day Lou gave it to him, and he doubted it ever would. His old one had been lost with his other posessions afterall.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 6:14 pm
"Woah ...." He leaned back slightly away from whoever the kid was. "You got issues."
He had no idea what was up with the kid or why he seemed so intent on Lou. "Look kid, whtaever tha ******** delusions ya got about Lou i dont wanna know. Only band's playing at his place is us. "At tha moment -we're- his band, ya dont like it take it up with'em yerself and keep yer paws off our posters"
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 6:18 pm
"...He wouldn't want to talk to me anyway."
Mood doing a 180, Demy's ears flattened and he started stalking off again. He still held the poster, but good luck getting that back.
"I've been replaced."
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