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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 1:48 am
Ah, now there was a sight for sore, (and bitter) eyes. Poor saps in the Hillworth greens, stuck in the cold to collect food. Smucks. They probably had pissed someone off or maybe just looked at a staff member funny to get sent out here. The school was a bit creative with their ‘punishments’ after all. While Killingworth was gone, the school still was hell Marlo was told. Still a s**t pile. He had food to drop off from work, (the first of several runs from the hotel. Damn staff kept donating yet he was the one told to deliver. Oh well, at least it got them motivated into something other than gossip), and this was on his way to the city hall to get some paper work for building ordinances. (so much fuss over wanting a fountain in front of his hotel).
One of the guys looked definite Hillworth traditional. Tattoos, piercings- no doubt the guy had fun with that. “Hey, I have some food to drop off.” A brow raised. “Can I trust you know to hawk it for tattoo money?”
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 2:01 am
Gabe was miserable. Also sleep deprived-- last night and most of this morning had been spent deep inside of RIFT's new Rise of the Phoenix raid.
So, on his way in to the shitty volunteering gig he had to do, he'd spent the last two bucks in his pocket on an energy drink, which had done a fat lot of good. His hawk laid limp against his forehead, and his eyes were rimmed with red. He looked...rough.
He was in a shabby hoodie (with two shirts underneath, at least) and huddling in the cold.
"Yeah, yeah. I can't geddany ink yet anyways, no parlor'll do it. Too well known for bein' a brat."
The redheaded punk cracked his knuckles, fingerless gloves scratching against his chapped hands.
"Wherezzit at?"
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 2:13 am
"Car, just over yonder." He motioned to the deep blue Ford Mustang. At least it wasn't vintage. Or easily breakable. Damn thing just drank gas like it was water. Motioning for the guy to follow he smiled. "If it makes you feel better, there are wose places to be than Hillworth, even if they do have shitty everything. As for getting ink, you would be suprised by what I have seen people do. But if you've yet to find a place that means you aren't stupid enough to try the methods that can possible give you something nasty."
The back of the car opened by remote, one bag of food waiting. "Look at it this way, better to be here than on your hands and knees trying to do over 100 ******** pushups." A groan. "Thank god Killingworth is gone."
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 2:28 am
He made no attempt to hide his displeasure at that fact. "Nice car," Gabe muttered, glad to see that there was only a single bag there. "Huh, thought there'd be more."
He ducked down to grab it, careful not to bonk his head on the trunk. "Yeah, no s**t. I remember him-- scary ********. Ugly as sin, too." Coming from Gabe that was pretty harsh-- but...honestly, a lot of it was probably due to the bad taste the older man had left in his mouth.
The punk made his way towards where he'd been standing before, starting to categorize the food, scratching out the contents of the bag on a sheet of paper in his terrible handwriting.
"This it?"
Once he was done, Gabe tapped his fingers against the cheap table's surface, drumming them. "I only have one piece, and I goddit from a friend on a table not too long after I moved here, y'know?" He tugged the collar of his shirt down, showing an okay looking barcode. Nothing fancy, but definitely an amateur's work.
By 'friend' he'd meant, 'random guy he hooked up with off Craigslist' but, Gabe had SOME sense of social niceties.
Some.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 2:40 am
"Just on my way to City hall. I have some ordinance paper work that needs to be cleared since apparently the city is too dumb to do it themselves." Marlo just disliked the fact he couldn't just go 'here is money build me s**t'. "Not much, but it's more along the lines of small amounts that build up over time." Which was just what he planned on doing. Better than buying a s**t tone of food and leaving it out for some poor sucker to sort all at once.
"Hrm." Looking at the tattoo, Marlo made a choice. He figured the guy was more or less on the right track. He hadn't called him a ******** like most Hillworth degenerates did. Pillung out a slip of paper and pen he quickly jolted down a number, double checking it in his phone. "You can probably pass for legal, so the ID should help greatly." It was said with a sly smile. "From a Hillworth dropout alumni to a current member, pay in cash. And make sure you go to a legit shop."
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 3:03 am
"City Hall?" Gabe repeated, dumbstruck. "What's a Hillworth grad doin at ********' City Hall?" Ordinance papers? What did that mean? Fines to pay or something? The punk wasn't the sharpest pencil in the box, so that whole statement flew over his head.
"Yeah, that's fair enough, I guess." Gabe tallied the cans, poking in the paper bag to see the bottommost contents of it. "I think that's everything."
Gabe peered down at the number, staring dumbly at it as Marlo explained. He grinned stupidly up at the other teen, brilliant white teeth flashing under his chapped lips. "Thanks," he breathed, tucking the paper slip away like it was made of solid ******** gold.
"I owe you one." He carded a hand through his hawk, looking legitimately tickled pink. "This is better than a shard first legendary item. Thanks, man."
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 3:14 am
A grin in reply. "Make it count."
Good ink or go home.
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