Guest Mr. Mario Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 Mike still resumed playing his guitar, knowing the fact that the staff probably wouldn't show up in a while...'Service sure is bogus...' He thought... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fluxy Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 "Lots of stuff." Reece noted, "I usually go out to the city and see where that takes me." he told her."That sounds fun! I wish Zeke did that some times." She said, thinking about Zeke some more. "We should get a group and go out there some time, it would be fun." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
evilwaffles Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 "It sure does." Reece agreed, "last time I went out there I went with my collie friend, he is still recovering." he snickered, "I'm not like him though." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fluxy Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 "It sure does." Reece agreed, "last time I went out there I went with my collie friend, he is still recovering." he snickered, "I'm not like him though.""What happened to him?" She chuckled as she said, curious about what Reece does in the town sometimes. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrypticQuery Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 (lol @ all the references evil )Zeke had easily put over two hundred rounds through a variety of targets on the range. Gunfire always seemed to be a stress reliever in Zeke's case, but this time was different. The only thing it made him do was think more and more about the thing he desperately tried to suppress. He holstered his M1911s and sat down on one of the benches, his head hung low. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
evilwaffles Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 "Well, to put it simply. He drinks." he told her, "I don't drink, if I wasn't there he would be in some real trouble." he added. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fluxy Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 "Well, to put it simply. He drinks." he told her, "I don't drink, if I wasn't there he would be in some real trouble." he added."Ah, I see." She said, still worried about Zeke. "Ugh, I am sorry, Reece, my mind has been off." She admitted. "And I know I met you just yesterday, but do you think you could talk to Zeke? It doesn't seem like he will never let me help with it. But since you said you understand him, would it be too much trouble?" She asked, hoping that Reece would help him. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrypticQuery Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 Zeke buried his head in his hands. He didn't want to go back to that time, but whatever he did always seemed to bring it back up. It was slowly driving him insane, and he couldn't take it anymore. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Mr. Mario Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 Mike carefully played his guitar at the correct tempo or else he would screw it up...Still playing the guitar, he thought of his memories of watching his father perform at Sauria.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fluxy Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 "That's okay, I'll go. I need to get better at this. Sorry for leaving again." Ryn told Reece, while rushing up to the Firing range. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackjack22 Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 Patrick walked and decided to enter a new part of the hotel. Suddenly, he heard bullets being fired. Crap! What the heck? I thought all the trouble was gone! Maybe I should get help...naw, I can handle it myself, Patrick thought, his confidence growing out of stupidity. "On the count of 3," he said to himself. "One...THREE!"Patrick crashed through the door with a burst of adreniline and charged into the room, noticing Zeke and several others with guns in a firing range. If he got REALLY lucky, no one heard him. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrypticQuery Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 "It's never gonna stop is it....", Zeke thought. He was digging himself a hole, and falling deeper into it with every thought. Zeke heard a loud crashing sound at the door, and saw who it was through his peripheral vision. He didn't even raise an eyebrow. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fluxy Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 Ryn got into the firing range, ignoring all the other shots. She looked out and saw him on the ground. She walked over, sat down and put his arm around him. "Wanna talk? Or just have some company?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
evilwaffles Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 (I'll be back in 2-3 hours. Gotta play sport.) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrypticQuery Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 (See ya evil )"......", Zeke didn't respond, he continued to stare at the floor, and his expression was blank. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Mr. Mario Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 Mike started to tap his foot to the beat of his guitar, he would usually slow down and speed up the tempo and at the same time, if someone was here watching Mike, they wouldn't understand how he could play the guitar well.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fluxy Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 (See ya evil )"......", Zeke didn't respond, he continued to stare at the floor, and his expression was blank."Zeke..." She said, trying to think of what to say. "You know, when I fist met you, I had no idea you were going to be the person to complete me. Do you want to know how we first met?" She said; Even Zeke was able to tell by her voice she had forgiven him for forgetting. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackjack22 Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 "It's never gonna stop is it....", Zeke thought. He was digging himself a hole, and falling deeper into it with every thought. Zeke heard a loud crashing sound at the door, and saw who it was through his peripheral vision. He didn't even raise an eyebrow.Hmm, I wonder who that is... Patrick thought as he tried to piece together the info he got from Gearhart and Arashikage. That must be...Ryn? I think anyways. Maybe I should try my aim and see if I'm any good, now that I found this place. Patrick quickly picked up pieces of the shattered door which had splintered all over the place, and shoved it in a janitor's closet. Then, he grabbed a curtain from said closet, then hung it up over the door frame with a piece of the original door. Patrick then went over and got a gun. He had no idea what kind of firearm it was, since it was a plasma pistol. Or blaster pistol. He was never very good at sci-fi stuff. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrypticQuery Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 "It's not that............", he stammered, a small tear flowing down his muzzle. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fluxy Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 "It's not that............", he stammered, a small tear flowing down his muzzle."Okay, so what do you want to talk about?" She asked, really wanting to help him through this situation. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackjack22 Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 "It's not that............", he stammered, a small tear flowing down his muzzle.As he headed back to the firing range from getting the gun, Patrick saw whom he thought was Ryn trying to cheer Zeke up and not succeding. Zeke had his head down, which was totally not-Zeke behaivor. Patrick tried to think of a way to help out his old friend, but couldn't come up with any ideas. Maybe, if I got him to do something he likes, it might take his mind off whatevers bugging him."Hey Zeke!" Patrick called out as he approached, yelling over the gunfire to be heard, but still barely audible, "Wanna have a shooting contest?"Patrick had little confidence in his shooting abilites, since he had almost always used melee weapons. But that wasn't the point of the contest; it was to get Zeke out of the dumps. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrypticQuery Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 "It's.....nothing, really", Zeke replied with a terribly faked smile, his real expression of distress and pain showing through. "Oh geez, what a great time Patrick", he thought as he decided not to answer. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackjack22 Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 Hmph, must not have heard me, Patrick thought, unable to pick up the hint. He decided to walk over there and say hi, since that would be the nice, polite, and dumbest thing he could possiblely do. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fluxy Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 "Patrick, mind giving us a moment?" She asked politely, trying to solve this herself. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
blackjack22 Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 "Oh! Of course, sorry about that," He apologized and then turned right back around. "Wait, how do you know my name?" Patrick asked, slightly confused. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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