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Post by Southern Soldier on Feb 19, 2015 19:46:02 GMT -6
Well what more can you ask for? You've gotten exactly what you want. Don't deny it. Don't be so quick to write it off. Your still just sitting here. Not moving a muscle. Why are you so hesitant to go? Something about her is different
We do this. We do it my way. No questions. When we get to Vegas, we stop and you give me a low down on exactly what's going on. What I've gotten myself into you say handing her your helmet. Put that on. Your ass is far to precious to loose due to brain splatter all over. We have to take route 99 all the way down to San Bernardino an then the 395 to Independence. I have a couple drops and meetings to make. From there will figure it out. But before that I'm heading to home base in Fresno for a stop. If you don't have any questions... not like I give a damn enough to listen....
If your going to lie not to her. Your starting to break. Yes it's that obvious
Fine. Here is the helmet you saying handing it to her. Do you have any questions or concerns. Oh and by the way. You have 4 rolls of 45 behind you. See any issues or I say there they are to grab. You say pointing towards the nicely packed package behind her
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Post by Lilith on Feb 19, 2015 19:54:50 GMT -6
She takes the helmet and puts it, securing it in the right spots before looking behind.
"Do you suspect we're going to run into... problems?"
It was a fair question, Lilith was never one to shy away from a challenge or a chance to get... messy...
"Not like I care, I just like to know."
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Post by Southern Soldier on Feb 19, 2015 20:03:31 GMT -6
It's a gurantee. We will have issues you say. Without question at some point it's going to get messy. Like I told you about Anton and his unfortunate situation this is no different. I have major enemies scattered all over from Stockton to Sam Bernardino crossing over to Carson City. Indian Hills is major issues and if we can somehow make it to vegas. The army of darkness pollute the whole area. We ll worry about that then. For now it's off to Fresno you say pulling out of the parking lot of the truck stop parking lot. When you get to the edge of lot and highway you light a smoke. Look back at Lilth and say. Hope your ready for this
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Post by Lilith on Feb 19, 2015 20:13:05 GMT -6
"I'm always ready, I can handle this." Given what her.. business... has been as of late it couldn't get too bad.
And her trump card? Well luckily Judas has made a lot of allies with a lot of shady people.
She kept a good hold around his torso as they took off, no turning back now.
... The game had officially begun.
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Post by Southern Soldier on Feb 19, 2015 20:27:11 GMT -6
You for maybe the first time ever are continually listening to what this broad has to say. You have many urges to make nasty unnecessary comments but for the first time in your life your being a good boy and bottling up your thoughts. That isnt your only urge but the other involves this broads ass sitting behind uou currently. You spend the next 50 miles or so quiet. Your thoughts once again consume everything around you, even forgetting Lilth is pressed up against uou. The thoughts of possibly dying on this venture or Lilth dying. Right wrong or different. You'd feel responsible. You've already arrived at Fresno. You head strait to your house and you stop on the street in front of your house. We re here you say. This is my house.
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Post by Lilith on Feb 19, 2015 20:32:12 GMT -6
"A bit soon to be showing me your place."
She was making a joke as the bike stopped and they got off. Taking off her helmet she fluffed her hair, watching him, waiting to follow.
She was sadly in his neck of the woods and right now had no choice but to play by his rules.
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Post by Southern Soldier on Feb 19, 2015 20:51:48 GMT -6
The old you blasts you in the face almost a OK shot. That's right your playing by my rules. My rules will keep you alive you say. As far as showing you my house. Don't flatter yourself I've been awake for 3 days strait living off of beer dope and nicotine so if you wouldn't mind before I risk myself and my clubs future on you I wouldn't mind crashing for a few hrs. Do you really think your the first broad to see the inside of my kingdom
Wow you just blasted her. What has she done. She's obeyed you. She has played by your rules and haven't fought you on anything
I'm sorry you say. You didn't deserve that. It's been a long week. Give me a couple hrs and we ll go get this done you say walking up to your house. You unlock the front door and immediately take your cut off and neatly put it the back of a chair. You then take your Hells Fire shirt off showing a large tattoo of your club on your back as well as many battle scars you've collected including fresh bullet proof vest bruises. Half a dozen scattered across your back to be exact as as many bullet and stabbing scars. Many versions of stab wounds everything from knives to homemade shanks to glass and even a couple of scalpel. He then heads to the kitchen and grabs himself 2 beer. Downing the first then immediately opening the 2nd. He then goes into the cupboard above the sink grabs a bag of weed......
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Post by Lilith on Feb 19, 2015 21:01:10 GMT -6
Asshole.
That's what crosses her mind as she hangs back a second before following him in. He wasn't shy, stripping off his shirt and becoming comfortable. She knew some of the scars, she had seen them, made some on other even.
"You should wrap your ribs, probably have some cracked or broken ones."
It was the nicer thing to say, not like he offered her anything. He was a lot like Anton, at least enough for her to notice.
She placed her hands in the pockets of her jacket, keeping close to the door as she looks around what she can see of his 'kingdom'.
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Post by Southern Soldier on Feb 19, 2015 21:25:25 GMT -6
Grabbing the bag of weed and a pack of papers you head towards the couch and sit down. All sorts of Hells Fire and Harley Davidson memorabilia scattered in a neatly fashion across your living room. Including both Harley Davidson and Hells Fire blankets hung across the the back of your couch
Make yourself at home. Beer and food are in the kitchen. Hard liquor above the stove. Dope is here so is the TV. I don't care. I'm smoking this having another beer and cigarette and off to bed. You do what you gotta do you say lighting the now rolled joint
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Post by Lilith on Feb 19, 2015 21:41:18 GMT -6
Stripping off her jacket she placed it near his cut, walking towards the kitchen. Fresh scratches ran along both her arms as she grabbed the first bottle she saw above the stove.
She looked around until she found a glass, grabbing that she came back to the living room. Taking a seat on the chair instead of the couch she poured herself a drink.
Basically mute at this point as he smoked his joint.
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Post by Southern Soldier on Feb 19, 2015 21:56:35 GMT -6
What the fuck is that you say to yourself. Your lifestyle forces you to be observe everything around you know matter where your at. OK you say. You've caught my attention. Which mother fucker am I killing? I mean what are those about? What happened there you say passing Lilth a freshly rolled joint. Here you say I'm guessing your going to need it
Again you've been caught. She's getting to you. Your asking questions about.... well actual topics. From the look of it personal topics
Fuck off you bellow out loud getting up only having your knee buckle from under you. You crash to the ground then immediately get back to your feet and back to the couch. As you were saying.i did ask you something important
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Post by Lilith on Feb 19, 2015 22:05:53 GMT -6
Ignoring the questions at first she may have actually looked concerned as he went down. "You ok?"
Of course though his questions hadn't been answered as Lilith grabbed his Zippo, answering some of them now.
"You don't have to kill anyone, it's been taken care of. Call it a scuffle, I'm sure you're used to collateral damage."
She took a drink before lighting up her joint. Her eyes still on him... an in different look in her eyes.
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Post by Southern Soldier on Feb 19, 2015 22:27:12 GMT -6
Sitting there you ru your knee a bit. Yeah I'm fine just way over tired. I'm sure you know how it goes shit happens then you die it just so happens the reaper can fuck right off I have things to do for the time being
And now YOUR getting emotional. She's officially got you. What's your next move. What are you doing next. You treating her just the same as all the others? Or are you going to respect this one? Don't tell me! This is the one, your first real old lady
So I'm not making it to the bedroom. I'm headed to the fridge to load up on beer and right back here. If you want the bed it's down the hall to the left you say getting up one more time. This time with a limp. You dry yourself to the fridge and grab half a dozen of beer before dragging himself once again back to the couch. By r this time your knee is th robbing but you refuse to show weakness. Not in front of a female. Yes even Lilth can't see even a trace of weakness mentally or physically. You finally make it back to the couch.... barely
Sleep time you say grabbing both blankets and laying down on the large leather sofa. There's a bed in here. ... but fuck that shit. Like I said Lilth do what you gotta do. Only rule is don't answer the door for any reason. It'll be none of your concern. I don't want you I evolved that's just asking for what you mentioned earlier. ... collateral damage something both of us obviously know a lot about.
OK you say opening your beer. It's been fun but I'm out. Night for now darlin
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Post by Lilith on Feb 19, 2015 22:40:55 GMT -6
She watches him before getting up. Filling her glass one more time before she grabbed her jacket. Deciding to take him up on the offer for his bed.
Also Getting Some Privacy To Clean Up And Clean Out The Small Amounts Of Wounds She Herself Had.
But before she's out of the room she stops and turns back to him. "Don't die while I'm asleep. Good night."
Turning back she headed to the room on the left. Further away from the door meant the less she had to worry about with visitors.
Putting her jacket on the floor beside the bed she decided to strip down. Her jeans were filthy and she didn't want to make his bed dirty as well.
So she left them on the floor next to her jacket as she cracked into bed. It was actually comfortable, inviting even as she pulled the blanket over her shoulder. Grabbing her phone she unlocked it with the code, sending Judas a message, so he knew she was ok before she locked it again. Closing her eyes to try sleeping.
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Post by Southern Soldier on Feb 19, 2015 22:56:24 GMT -6
Laughing at her comment, anything is possible you say chuckling away
You haven't been asleep 10 mins when there is a loud knock at the door. Coker! You grumble to yourself grabbing a 45 you have tucked away under your sofa. You put it in the back of your jeans and start making it to the front door. You look the the peephole to see indeed it's an uninviting guest. No need to use firearms but your going to leave this mother fucker a bloody mess
You open the door immediately recognising it's the Sgt of arms for Dark Forces before giving a chance to move you headbutt him between the eyes more then likely breaking his nose. Using the bricks I ding you smash this poor bastard s face into each and every time grinding in a little harder. you finally let his hair go giving the Sgt of arms no other choice but to drop to the mat. You pull out your 45 ready to pistol whip the shit out of this guy when out of nowhere you just stop
But why?
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