[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She’s waiting for Amy to get home, and for once she’s not in a pissy mood while she does. She’s actually cleaning up her side of the room, headphones in her ears as she raps along to Kanye West.
“No one man should have all that power/
The clock’s tickin’, I just count the hours/
Stop trippin’, I’m trippin’ off the power/
‘Til then, fuck that, the world’s ours”
She pauses there, back to the door as she buts her hands up in the air in two sets of bullhorns. “21ST CENTURY SCHIZOID MAN!”
[Amy] Amy’s been watching her from the doorway, trying to keep quiet but she can’t help but laugh at that. She’s bumped, bruised and scraped from last night’s fight, but nothing is broken other than what may well be a crack in one of the healing ribs from a punch that there’s no reason she shouldn’t have avoided. It’s coming back to haunt her now, and she’s wincing and doubled over as she laughs.
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She looks over her shoulder when she hears the laughter, and seeing Amy doubled over in laughter she grins widely. She plugs the earbuds out and does a laid-back, arms crossed pose.
“Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo, my sistah. Word up…wasssuuuuuuuuup?”
[Amy] “Fuck.” She winces again, trying to catch her breath and grinning. “What the fuck was that?”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “That…was Kanye West.” She grins. “My new favorite artist. Get used to him, he’s gonna be playing in the Bitchmobile regularly.”
She grins, though she’s a little concerned when Amy winces. Not like ‘Oh, she’s in pain,’ more of a ‘I should stop making it worse’ thing. She nods to her half-sister’s bed. “You gotta lay down and we gotta chat. Iiiiiii had an interesting meeting after we left off….”
Her eyes are glittering, and she’s grinning in that potentially frightening way.
[Amy] “It fucking scares me when you get sing songy.” She moves over and flops down on her bed, wincing again. “Fucking frat boys. Meeting with who?”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She kicks the door shut. “Um, only the Shadow Lord AND Ahroun Elder around these parts.”
She flops down on her bed, smirking. She looks over and does a Marlon Brando impression. “He gave us an offer we can’t refuse.”
[Amy] She looks instantly wary. “Can’t refuse, or can refuse, but only little bits of us will be found years from now?”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Well, possibly be really, REALLY dumb if we do refuse.” She shrugs. “I got an invite for us to run with his pack.”
[Amy] Her eyes get absolutely huge and she sits up fast. “Fucking Wyrmbreaker? Are you fucking with me? Because I will kick every inch of your sizable ass if you’re fucking with me”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “I am NOT fucking with you.” She grins wildly, sitting up. “I’d fuck with you on a lotta shit, but I wouldn’t tease about something this bad-ass. This is like, the mega-pack around here.”
[Amy] She hops up, pacing. “Us though, right? I mean, he knows that I’m going to be a pain in the ass about wanting in on shit? Do they all know that?”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Yeah, us.” She nods. “I told him about how you used to get in on Cliath missions back at your old sept growing up. I mean, this’ll be a trial run obviously. It’ll be a fun transition…it’s him, the Master of the Challenge, Sinclair and a Silver Fang who’s got an…interesting way about her. But he knows that I was going to talk to you and it would be a joint decision. I’m fairly sure he knows what the deal would be.”
She’s still grinning. “I’ve got his number, and he said if you wanted to meet with him, he’d be totally good with that. But yeah, this is pretty hardcore.”
[Amy] She squeals like a plain girl that got asked to the prom by the Quarterback. Then she squeals again, jumping and swearing all at once. Reason takes over moments later, and with her arms wrapped around her ribs as if to keep them stable, she sits on the edge of her bed again. “Are you sure they’re not fucking with us? I mean, what the fuck did we do to even get on their radar?”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She shakes her head. “Well, don’t forget that he’s the one who set me on Gina’s path–PS. You really need to stop slacking and talk with her–so that may be part of it. Also, while you were in here with John the other night, I was out in the main room with him and ended up part of a philosophical conversation started up by Bone-Grinder. I guess I answered well.”
[Amy] She at least has the grace to look completely mortified. “He was out there for that?”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She can’t help but grin. “Yeah. Relax, I don’t think he knows ~who~ it was with, and beyond that, big deal. You got down, happy joy joy.”
[Amy] Her nose wrinkles. “So first things first, I just have to show him that I’m not some dick chasing twit.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “That would be a good start, yeah.” She smirks a little bit. “Just talk to him. He’s in…like, room 2 or some shit. I got both of his numbers, too. So yeah, you should talk to him, get to know him, let him get to know you and all of that. I’ll let him know that we’re totally in.”
[Amy] “And not fuck him, I’m assuming?” She grins, clearly teasing. “Unless you think that would help….”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She laughs and shakes her head. “Pretty sure he’s got a mate from what I’ve heard, Ames. A Shadow Lord mate. So yes, if you want to die by some horrible contact poison that like dissolves your eyes and turns your nipples inside out, then feel free.”
[Amy] “Yeah. Really not on my list of things to do, thanks.” She wrinkles her nose again, sitting back down. “Well goddamn. Top of the fucking rung pack. Holy shit.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Seriously.” She nods and leans back, shrugging. “Gotta be doing something right after all, ey?”
[Amy] “Leon is going to shit… seriously.” She lies back again, looking up at the ceiling. “Gotta find somebody that’s willing to patch my ass back up after fights, too. I can’t be out for weeks waiting for fucking bones anymore.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Shouldn’t be too hard. Hell, one of them might even have it” She shrugs, watching her. “Shit in a good way, or a bad one?”
[Amy] “Both, maybe. I don’t know. He said he’s fine with me packing somewhere else, but we’ll see”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Well, I hoe it doesn’t cause too much drama for you.” She shrugs a little, willingly missing the opportunity to make fun of Leon. “So yeah, I’ll call Lukas and let him know we’re in, and to expect you soon. What all’s on the agenda today?”
[Amy] “Getting my shit together and talking to Lukas, it sounds like. Everything else is kind of back seat area at this point.”
[Amy] “I guess I should break the news to Leon that we’re out, too. Unless you want to have that conversation.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “It’s up to you, Ames. However you think he would take it best.” She shrugs. “I don’t wanna go out of my way to piss the guy off, right now anyway. There’s plenty of time for that.”
She throws her half-sister a knowing grin and wink. Sarita can sometimes be the worst thing about being involved with Amy, since she loves to needle the kin’s guys. Leon got a taste of that last night, but just a taste.
[Amy] “Maybe. If he doesn’t go off the deep end.” She shrugs. “At least there’s not going to be any awkward what will happen if we pack with Hunter and them now.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Yeah, no shit.” She nods, laying back on the bed. “I texted John last night. We’re still cool, even after the whole ‘I’m punching you ’cause you pissed me off’ thing. So that’s good.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “I just mean that he’s not going to try and come and kick my ass again.” She looks over at her sister. “Ain’t saying I’m gonna be entering any cribbage tournaments with him as a partner or anything.”
[Amy] “Whatever. I don’t give a shit what happens to him one way or the other” She looks up at the ceiling again, arms folded under her head. “The less I have to deal with him, the happier I’ll be.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She frowns a little, looking over at Amy, then shakes her head and looks back to the ceiling just like her sister. Yes, they’re two of a kind.
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Just…don’t stay bitter. You get bitter, you’re gonna stay obsessed, and that’ll fuck things up for you.”
[Amy] “Kind of hard to not be bitter when he wouldn’t even tell me himself to fuck off.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Be the better person, Ames. You got every right to be bitter and pissed for now, it’s still fresh. But let it go as quick as you can. Y’know?”
[Kyle] (Sorry brb. Have to reboot my machine )
to Amy, Sarita Ecos de la Risa
[Amy] “I’m trying, Sar. Every time I kiss Leon, I keep hoping that there’s something there, and all it does is make me miss him all over again. I think this pack thing will help. Give me something else to focus on, you know?”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Don’t look for something with Leon, it’s only going to make it worse.” She looks over, honestly trying to offer the best advice she can. “Just enjoy your time with him. That’s all you gotta do. Don’t try to make it some big, romantic thing. You try to do than, then you’re fooling yourself on your own con.”
[Amy] “We don’t need him for a back up pack now. Maybe I should just end it and be done.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Up to you. I mean, on one hand, he could still be a good contact. A social pack would be a good pack to have some ties to. On the other hand, it could get a bit tetchy, all things considered.”
She shrugs, watching Amy. “I can see pluses and minuses on both, honestly.”
[Amy] She chews at her bottom lip for a minute. “Lukas is an Elder. He could tell Leon to back the fuck off if he tries to claim me.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Hey now. I could tell him that, too.” She smirks. “Just not with the weight of a high ranking behind it. Harry pointed at his left testicle would have to substitute.”
[Amy] “Harry can be pretty fucking convincing.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She giggles a bit. “What can I say? He’s a persuasive motherfucker.”
[Kyle] He’s been MIA as usual for a few days now. The locals all giving him a casual wave and nod in greeting as he grins and waves to them. Walking up to the bar he stops a moment to chat with the bar tender before making his ay upstairs. Removing his brown trench as he thuds up the stairs.
[Amy] “That he is, yeah. Something to keep in mind, at least. Between the both of you, I guess I’m pretty safe no matter what.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Pretty much, yeah.” She smiles a bit. “You’re in the clear. And we’re sitting on pretty street. Which, frankly, is where we belong anyway.”
[Amy] “Well, yeah. I mean fucking look at us, right?”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “That’s what I’m saying.” She smirks. There’s an easy, amused grin tossed her sister’s way. The last week or so has had its stresses, but with their pack situation taking a huge leap forward the stress seems to have melted away, for the most part. She sighs.
“Seriously, though. Gina. Gotta get on that.” A pause. “Both of us. I haven’t seen her for a week or two myself.”
[Amy] “Maybe that’s how she wants it.”
[Kyle] Seeing no one in the common room he makes his way down to his room. Hearing voices he knocks on the door frame and waits.
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “No, she seems to be okay with me. Probably will be with you, too. We’ve just been busy with other shit.” A pause. “I’m thinking that packing with the Unbroken may help with getting in on Gina’s trust too. Lukas seems to like Gina, and Gina said something about a Shadow Lord who had given her something to defend herself with.”
[Amy] She hauls up off her bed and moves for the door, grinning over her shoulder at Sarita before yelling through the door “What’s the fucking password?”
[Kyle] Ha can’t help but chuckle to himself as he starts tapping at the door. He taps at it for a while before giving his familiar double tap followed by a soft kick of the door frame. It’s his “everyone decent for me to come in” knocking. Downside to not having a voice that can be heard through the door.
[Amy] She misunderstands the non vocal response and yanks the door open, eyes widening when she sees Kyle. “Kyle! What the fuck? I thought you were dead!”
[Kyle] Snickers as he winks at her. It’s obvious he hasn’t slept well for several days nad that makes him look dead.
“Nah I just look it. How’s it going? Everyone decent in there?”
[Amy] “Decent as we ever are.” She moves out of his way, holding the door open.
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She sits up, head cocking as Kyle walks in. “Hey, you. Y’okay?” She’s not so surprised by the lack of Kyle over the last few days. The lack of sleep…different situation. She gets up off the bed, pointing at it. “Sit. Take it easy. You look like hell.”
[Leon Davenport] His day was over and he decided to stop by the Broho before heading home, see if Amy was up to do something tonight. He entered the place and took a look around. Tonight, the tall, athletic man with styled blond hair was dressed in a dark suit, a dark purple shirt and matching tie and long black coat covering everything. Not seeing Amy nor Sarita, he made his way up smoothly and headed toward room 10, undoing his coat as he reached the first floor. He made his way toward the sister’s room and noticed the door was slightly open. He knocked on the frame, staying on the side, not peeking in.
[Kyle] After wandering in he tosses his coat onto the bed and looks to Sarita with that casual smile.
“Yeah I’m fine. Been busy helping with some stuff for friends. Things okay with you two?”
Glances at the door as he hears another knock.
[Amy] She gets three steps from the door before there’s another knock. Not wanting to get her hopes up, she simply yanks open the door without saying anything cute.
[Leon Davenport] He tilt his head, looking at her with a smile “Don’t I deserve a hello?” He say, in a teasing tone “Hello Amy, how are youdoing?”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Been all right. Drama, fights, pa…” She changes the word midstream when she sees Leon. “…aaalling around with reprobates. Speaking of which, heya Leon!”
[Amy] “Hey” She smiles, eyes flickering behind him quickly before letting him in. “Do you know Kyle?”
[Leon Davenport] He shook his head “No we never crossed path.” He offered the man a smile then look at Sarita with a smile and a nod “Hey Sarita, how are you?”
[Amy] “Kyle, Leon. Leon, Kyle. He’s the poor sap that let us take over his room.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Spry, limber and flexible, Leon.” She gives the Glass Walker a grin and a wink. “How ’bout yourself?”
[Kyle] Gives that casual smile as he looks to Leon. His voice barely above a whisper.
“Hey there Leon. Nice to meet you.”
[Leon Davenport] “I think I”m pretty decent myself” He reply to Sarita with a smile then look at Kyle “Nice to meet you as well Kyle”He lookat Amy “How was your day?”
[Amy] “I went to get checked out. My ribs are fucking cracked again. You want to sit?” She starts to gesture to her bed, then stops. “We can go out to the couches, maybe.”
[Leon Davenport] He frown when she mention her ribs “Yeah well…why did you take the punch?”He ask. They didn’t have much time to talk about it after yesterday’s fight.
[Kyle] Shakes his head when he hears about Amy’s condition. Walks around to his backpack which is always in the corner. Opens it up and removes his firstaid kit. Takes out the small pouch which contains his range of pain killers and waves it towards Amy in case she needed them.
[Amy] “Didn’t see it coming.” Which is likely a flat out lie, unless she developed sudden and temporary blindness. She smiles at Kyle, meeting him partway. “This, kiddo, is why I love you.”
[Kyle] “Hey never was a scout but am a Walker. Be prepared.”
Grins as he gives her the pouch and then goes back to closing up his bag and listening to their conversation.
[Leon Davenport] He raised a brow. He know she’s lying, she probably know that he know too. He doesn’t say anything about it, not right now. They’ll talk about it later. “So what are your plans for tonight?” He ask, looking at them
[Amy] “I’m…Probably going to try to get in to chat with Lukas….” She glances at Sarita.
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She lets everyone get introduced and Amy to get her painkillers before she looks at Kyle. “C’mon. Sit down. I ain’t kididing.” She’s smiling though. Leon’s question causes her to cock an eyebrow, and she looks at Amy.
“Didn’t you say something about tonight, Amy?” She moves to the dresser and takes a seat on the edge.
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] [[Sister Hive-Mind Activate!]]
[Leon Davenport] He tilt his head “Lukas? What for?’
[Kyle] “I haven’t thought that far ahead. Shower probably be a good idea at some stage I suppose.”
He didn’t reek but he had that clammy in and out of cold weather smell about him. Glancing to Sarita he nods and then moves to sit down. A smile to Sarita before looking to Amy and Leon.
[Amy] She smiles at Kyle again, looking almost nervous for a moment. “Yeah. Sit down. You look like shit.”
Instead of answering right away, she reaches for Leon’s hand and moves to sit on her bed. “He..made us an offer.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Thanks.” She says it to Kyle with a slightly less snarky smile than she carries by default. Inwardly, she’s thinking Oh god, I’m becoming the Strider den mother or some shit, but outwardly no such notion shows.
When Amy sits down with Leon, she nods a little bit at what her sister says. “Last night, after I took off from post-bar fight. It frankly came more or less out of nowhere.”
[Amy] Popping the pills in her mouth, she dry swallows them and watches Leon closely.
[Leon Davenport] He took her hand and kept his piercing blue eyes on her “Us as in you and Sarita?” He say, having an idea of what it could be. His look was intense, a little more so than usual, the rage inside him boiling and churning more but not out of anger, maybe anticipated frustration. If he was right, he knew it could happen, but it doesn’t mean he liked it..not now at least. He was breathing slowly though. He wasn’t about to lose it after all, not here, not for that and certainly not against her. He heard Sarita’s words and nod slightly to her, letting her know he was listening to her as well
[Amy] “Yeah. Trial period and all, but packed…” She squeezes his hand, trying hard to not look quite as excited as she actually is.
[Leon Davenport] “Hmmm” He had been right. Doesn’t make him feel better about it, not a bit. He closed his eyes for a few seconds then opened them, looking at both of them, his thumb caressing the back of Amy’s hand “What made you pick them?”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “In all honesty dude, it’s more what we’re focused on.” She shrugs a bit. “Part of why we came here was because we want to take it to the Wyrm…in a more direct way then what your pack is moving toward. There’s a Hive here, and we have a lot of Spirals to put in the ground toward our father’s memory. It’s just…a better fit.”
[Amy] “And like Sar said, it came out of the blue. More like they picked us. He’s an elder, babe. Master of the Challenge’s pack. This is huge for us. Especially for me.” She frowns slightly, eyes flickering to Sarita and Kyle again.
[Leon Davenport] He nodded to Sarita “All right. Well congrats…I hate to lose both of you. You’d have been great packmates. Their gain, our loss” He then look at Amy “Why do you mean it’s huge for you especially?”He say tilting his head at her. He was still frustrated, but she probably know him enough to guesss he won’t be blowing up.
[Amy] “They’ll let me fight with them. Just like I’m part of the pack.” This is what she’s hoping, of course. The lofty goal. Leaning in, she says something to him quietly.
[Leon Davenport] He nodded to both what she said out loud and into his ear. “Well, as far as packs go, you could have picked worst. I hope for you they will let you fight as you wish. And they have a tribesmate of mine, don’t know why, but it makes me feel slightly better about it”He shrugh then lean to speak softly to her
[Amy] She blinks at whatever he says, the thought apparently having not occurred to her. Bottom teeth catching her lip, she squeezes his hand. “I don’t know, babe. I’ll have to find out. I hope not”
[Leon Davenport] He nodded “Well when you meet with him, maybe you should ask. Better to know now than later”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She’s quiet, letting the two talk. She looks over at Kyle. “So, what help was so important for friends that you couldn’t spare a few hours to sleep?” It’s not legitimately reproachful, she’s just making conversation.
[Amy] “I know. I will, of course.” Her hand stays in his as she looks back to Sarita and Kyle.
“Yeah, K. What the fuck?”
[Leon Davenport] He moved to sit on hte bed, beside her and then look at Kyle, letitng him answer the sisters
[Kyle] Looks at the pair and shrugs with that casual smile.
“Well lets see. We spent several hours discussing music for Jas’s new routine at the club. Then Harv needed to move stuff out of his place which sprung a leak when the pipes broke. Then there was the whole bitch session between Misha and Sally. That took a few hours for us to hash out. Then there was the painting class I offered to teach. Practise with three different bands and some one mentioned coffee at some stage so that usually means talking for hours.”
Smirks as he looks at them as if this was all normal for him.
“I did get a few hours sleep here and there but hey…..”
Taps to his head and points at the leather collar to indicate the real reasons he hasn’t been sleeping. Not many people know of his chronic nightmares and he doesn’t advertise it.
[Amy] She nods, giving him a sympathetic smile. “You should stay in here more, you know. We can watch out for you.”
[Amy] “Also…” She looks at Sar now, pondering this. “We can probably find you something that will just shut your brain the fuck off for a while. Give you time to just sleep.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Seriously, dude, we gotta hang more. You’re fam. I’m, like, biologically required to worry about you if you don’t show up every now and then.” She grins. Obviously it’s more than that, but the Strider has to put it in as a joke. It’s just her style.
[Leon Davenport] He listened to Kyle talking with Sar and Amy. From the lack of physical ressemblance, he guessed that by family, Sarita meant they were of the same tribe.
[Kyle] “I found that concussions don’t usually help. Just cause more problems.”
Smirks as he looks to Amy and then Sarita.
“Sorry not used to having family around. Been years so built up my own bad habits.”
No the goth wasn’t related by blood. Too skinny and pale to be of blood.
[Amy] “Chemicals, sugar.” She grins at Kyle. “Better living through chemicals.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “I’ll forgive you this time. But only the one time. Nooo more forgiveness for you!” She winks at Kyle with a chuckle.
“You’re cool. You’re a busy guy, I know. We just worry, ’cause it gives us something to do. Slackers and layabouts that we are.”
[Amy] “Might as well be fucking lazy now, right? We’re going to be mad busy when we’re packed.” She grins, then seems to remember that Leon may be unhappy and gives his hand a slight squeeze.
[Leon Davenport] He glanced at her and smil.e She was excited, at least he was happy for her, despite the frustration. The latter will pass. Unless hernew pack mess things up. Maybe…jsut maybe if Lukas is unhappy with Amy being with someone outside the pack, Revelation will take Leon’s side and help…that’s a big if. Well they’ll cross that bridge when they get there “Anyone’s hungry? We could order in or bring something up from downstairs.”
[Kyle] There’s a loud grumbling noise at the mention of food, just as Kyle was going to say he’s fine. Goes slightly red in the face and hangs his head as he tries not to laugh.
[Amy] She laughs softly at Kyle, head shaking. “So that’s a vote for yes. You know me, I’m a bottomless pit. Sar? Yeah?”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Dude, are you kidding? I’m always ready to eat.” She grins. “Take that any way you desire. Let’s get fed.”
[Leon Davenport] He smiled at Sar’s answer then look at them “So..order in, food downstairs or head out somewhere?”
[Amy] “Let’s just run down and get something to bring up for everyone?” She squeezes Leon’s hand again. “Kyle might pass out if he stands up, and this way Sar can mother hen him in private.”
[Kyle] Now that gets him laughing. It’s a soft sound in the back of his throat.
“I’m fine. I just look like I’m dead.”
[Leon Davenport] He nodded “Ok, that sounds good” He look at Kyle and Sar “What would you like to get?”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Something with meat, and something else with a bunch of grease.” She considers. “Chicken wings and fries sounds good.”
[Kyle] “Not fussy so what ever you feel like getting is fine with me.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] And she even avoids giving Amy a look of death at the ‘mother hen’ comment. Apparently she is in a good mood.
[Amy] Standing, she keeps her hand in Leon’s as she pulls him out the door. “One meat grease fat bomb, coming up.”
[Leon Davenport] He got up and headed out with Amy, walking with her. Once they were in the hallway, he ask her softly “Now tell me why you really took that shot in the ribs” He say, with a smile, but his tone serious, then he seemed to remember something “Please?”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She watches them go, and then looks back to Kyle. “In all seriousness…you’re doing okay?” She can’t help but worry some. She has that inherent need to care for her kin. She tries not to mother–otherwise Amy would have killed her months ago–but she’s always there to pick them up when they need it.
“No one who’s ass I need to kick for you or anything?” A small smirk.
[Kyle] Looks to Sari and nods as he gives a thumbs up.
“I’m fine. I’ve just been busy. I’ll make sure to leave messages from now on if I go mia for too long.”
He’s been on his own and doing his own thing for for such a long time. He’s not used to someone keeping tabs on him.
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “That’d be nice.” She smiles and shrugs. “I’m not seriously annoyed, FYI. Just gotta keep tabs. Trying out this new thing called ‘responsibility.'”
She grins at him.
[Kyle] “Hey we all try new things out. HAven’t had anyone keep tabs on me since I finally was able to get out of the sept care facility years ago. It’s all new to me too.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “You don’t mind that I do though, right?” She cocks her head. “I mean, if I’m being overbearing and shit, feel absolutely free to tell me so.”
[Amy] “Ready” She circles her arm around his waist as well, glancing around the common room as they pass through on the way downstairs.
[Leon Davenport] He walked with Amy, looking around as well, liek always more taking the room in and those inside for threat purpose than anything else. He headed downstais “So we know Sar want Chicken wings and fries..I guess we could geet Kyle brugers..what are you having?”
[Kyle] “I’ll let you know if it bugs me. I’m not one to bullshit like some others do. What you see is what you get with me. Straight up and simple.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Good.” She smiles. “Straight up and simple is generally how I like it. Unless it’s me and I have something sneaky and roundabout in mind.” She shrugs. “Don’t do that with kin usually though, so you’re pretty safe.” She pauses, and adds in a teasing tone, “Probably.”
[Kyle] Chuckles as he nods absently.
“Well in that case I’ll keep an eye out at the start of April. So judging from body language am I to assume there’s something going on between Amy and Leon?”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Yeah, they’re dating.” She nods, looking to the door. From the look of her face, she is of many, many different minds about the whole prospect. “We’ll see how that goes.”
[Kyle] “And you obviously have thoughts on it so if you need to vent got to ears. Well I hope it doesn’t end badly. Seems to happen around her regularly.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “I just don’t know–” She frowns. There’s a lot that she could say, and a lot that she could rant about. Concerns, frustrations, hopes and a lot of deep anxieties that she hasn’t even admitted to Amy, much less anyone else. All of those emotions pass over her face, but she doesn’t talk about them. She’s a bit guarded when it comes to her own doubts and fears, as much as she tries to force others to get past theirs.
Finally, she just looks at Kyle. “I hope not too. It’ll be fine though. I’m keeping an eye out.”
[Amy] “If that bitch is getting wings, I want wings. Or whatever you’re getting. I’m so not picky.”
[Kyle] “Well as I said if you need to talk just say the word.”
SMiles as he looks to her. Something in him just seems to say he can be trusted. Perhaps it’s his slight frame that shows he’s no threat. Reaching to the side of the collar he adjusts the clasps to loosen it.
“Does this mean you’ll get more chances at guys now that she’s busy?”
[Leon Davenport] He chuckled “You have such a nice way to talk about your sister” He tilt his head “As ofr me, I don’t know. Might actually get that..chicken wings. Yeah, well buy a whole bunch of htem with fries, some beer and we should be set”He grinned at her
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She chuckles. “Maybe. We’ll see.” She shrugs a little bit, head cocking to the right. “I dunno, she’s stopped going after the kinfolk so you never know.” Now, if she’ll only stop going after the metis. There’s a slight eyeroll at her own thought and she gets up, moving to start doing what she was when Amy first came in–picking up around her bed. It’s not disgusting, but the woman is clearly not the kind of girl who hangs everything up when she takes it off, and she grabs a few shirts off the floor to toss into her laundry basket.
“Kinda sick of the one-night stand game myself.” It hasn’t occurred to her as weird that her getting tired of it corresponds with Amy feeling the same way. In fact, she probably hasn’t even thought about the fact that they coincide. “I dunno, we’ll see how it plays out.”
[Amy] “Wings AND beer? If she didn’t like you before, she will now”
[Leon Davenport] He shrugh “Well, it’s always a winning combination”He grin “So how many should be get? 60?”
[Kyle] Most of Kyle’s stuff rarely moves from the corner he’s put it in. Even when he was around for days he rarely made a mess. Almost as if he was ready to leave in a moments notice.
“Well I suppose the hard part would be finding someone who understands and accepts the way Walkers are. Seen lots of people outside of the tribe have major issues with our tendency to wander off for days or even years at a time. Not sure if I could ever do that to someone.”
[Amy] “Sure. That sounds good” She nods, looking around the bar area and taking his hand.
[Leon Davenport] He smiled and ordered 60 spicy chicken wings friens and a dozen beers. He look at Amy “Think it’s a good start?”
[Amy] “Fan fucking tastic start.”
[Leon Davenport] He nodded and paid for it all, moving slightly await ot let others order while they wait for the food to be ready. “Any idea when you’ll talk to Lukas? Just so I know how log we have till you sit with him”
[Amy] “I’ll text him when we get back to the room and see if he’s even free tonight.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She nods a little bit at that. “Yeah, that’s a big part of it, I think. But I told Lukas last night…I’ve been wandering around for ten fuckin’ years. We wander, but at some point we gotta stop for a good long while to catch our breath. I’m at that point. I wanna get some roots down here for a bit at least.”
She shrugs. “I ain’t looking to get mated up yet or anything, just someone who’s not coyote ugly when I wake up the next morning, you know?”
[Kyle] “Think that may be why I’ve stayed here and keep coming back to this town. Not sure what you mean about waking up to people the next morning looking ugly. Never been in that situation but I’ll take your word for it. I’m sure there’s plenty of guys who fit your bill and are interested in you. After all you are a very attractive woman so they’d be fools to not try.”
[Leon Davenport] He nodded “All right.”He say, leaning against the wall, hands resting on her hips almost lazilly, his eyes looking at her.
[Amy] “What?” Her head tilts and she frowns a bit.
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Ehh…if you see one, lemme know.” She gives a little shrug, finishing her clean-up and moving to lean back against the nightstand again. “So far, I ain’t found ’em.”
“And coyote ugly is when you have a drunken one-night stand, wake up in the morning and he’s laying on your arm and so ugly without the beer goggles that you’re willing to know your own arm off to get away.”
[Leon Davenport] He smiled slightly “Nothing.” He turn hishead as their order was ready. “And seiously, nothing, I was jsut looking at you”He say picking up the beers “You mind bringing the food?”
[Amy] “Okay. Little creepy, but okay.” Smiling again, she grabs the wings and fries to head upstairs.
[Kyle] Chuckles as he gets a mental image and shakes his head.
“Now that’s an interesting vision. I’m sure you’ll find someone. I’ll keep an eye out and let you know if I find anyone interested in you.”
[Leon Davenport] He grin “All right..next time I’ll look at the girl beside you” He say, nudging her playfully. “Beside, I had nothing else to add at that point. So I usually prefer to say nothing” He smiled, making hisway up with her
[Amy] She’s quiet as they get upstairs, eyes darting around the common room again and still finding it empty. Reaching room ten, she kicks at the door since her hands are full.
[Leon Davenport] He tilt his head as they wait for the door to be open “Looking for someone. That’s twice you looked at the common room as if you were hoping someone was there” He say plainly, having an idea of who she might be looking for and trying not to be annoyed by it.
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Thanks.” She looks at the door and goes to open it to let the two in.
[Amy] “I like to know who’s around me. I’m not looking ~for~ anyone.”
[Leon Davenport] He nodded and smiled to Sar when she opened the door “We came back bearing gifts” He raise the 12 pack “For you miss..and the rest of us obviously”He grin letting Amy enter the room before he did
[Amy] “Ask Sar if you don’t believe me.” Not that he’s done anything that would make her think he doesn’t believe her. Guilty conscience, maybe….
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “You’re buying your way into my good side.” She grins, stepping back so they can come in. “It may just work.”
[Kyle] Moves out of the road so there’s plenty of space. Gives a thumbs up at the prospect of food.
[Leon Davenport] He smiled at Sar “Well if I can’t charm you into liking me, might as well bribe you with beers and wings” He put the beer diwn and hand one to Kyle “There you go” He sat on Amy’s bed and looked at her “By the way, I don’t have to ask her.”
[Amy] She shrugs, sitting next to Leon and digging her phone from her bag.
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Ask me what?” She grabs a beer, popping the top by use of one of her rings and looking between the two.
Takes the offered beer and sits there silently for the moment
[Leon Davenport] He look at Sar “Nothing realy. I asked her something, she answered, then said I could ask you about it. Which I won’t ’cause I don’t need to. I believe her”He say, taking a beer and opening it
[Amy] “I told him that I always look around a room when I go into it. It doesn’t mean that I’m looking FOR someone.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She looks at Leon, brow raising, then over to Amy when she speaks. “Well, yeah.” She says it like its common sense. “You learn that lesson the first time you walk into a drug deal without doing so and end up face-down in a ditch.”
[Leon Davenport] He nodded to Sar “Like Isaid..it’s ok. I do the same, all the time. Check the exits, places for cover, who’s around and assess threats. I’m jsut glad to know she does the same”He say with a nodnad reach for the wings “ANd eat people while it’s still hot”
[Amy] She opens a beer, waving a hand at Kyle. “For fuck’s sake kid. Eat before you waste right away”
[Kyle] “Hey blame the docs. I eat and still don’t get fat.”
Chuckles as he grabs some of the food and starts to eat. Sipping at his beer between mouthfuls.
[Amy] “Good Kyle. Great thing to say to a couple of bitches.” She laughs and takes a drink from the beer, texting with one hand.
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She chuckles and settles down to eat, looking at Amy for just a moment before she does.
[Leon Davenport] He ate the wings in silence, which is not surprising if you know him. He doesn’t talk much while eating
[Amy] She gives Sarita a too bright smile, just drinking her beer for now.
[Kyle] “HEy you can have a skinny bod like mine. Just get mauled to death and spend 3 years in hospital.”
Winks as he snickers to himself.
[Leon Davenport] He grinned at Kyle’s reply then looked at Amy “Or how about you eat as much as you want and we’ll train harder.”
[Amy] “If we train any harder, Owen is going to lock us upstairs and set the house on fire.”
[Leon Davenport] He blinked then laughed “Yeah..there’s that”He stopped laughing but had a very amused smile on his lips “I did meant training though. Tomorrow night, we’ll start if you still want to”
[Kyle] SMirks as he imagines what sort of training they’re talking about.
[Amy] “Oh, like fight training.” Her phone chirps and she checks it, then tosses it back in her bag.
[Leon Davenport] He grin “Yeah, fight training”
[Amy] “Yeah, that would be good” She smiles and finishes her beer.
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She shakes her head, rolling her eyes. “Okay guys. Euphemisms only work if you establish them beforehand and thus the other people in the room aren’t the first to figure it out.”
[Amy] “Eye rolling? That’s it? Hell, I figured I’d get something better than that.”
[Leon Davenport] He look at Sar “Well thing is, I do have fighting training planned with Amy. We just never started. I said I’d train her, and now starting tomorrow, I will” he shrugh “Beside, it was funny” He smiled and ate some more wings
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Yeah, she mentioned that whole training thing.” She shrugs a bit, and then looks to Amy. “Eating. No time for snark. Hush.”
[Amy] “Munch me.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “That’s his job, not mine.” She grins widely when she says that.
[Leon Davenport] He laughed at Sarita’s reply and shaking his head, kept eating..his wings..
[Amy] “Okay, so. Let’s talk about something else, hey?”
[Leon Davenport] He look at Amy “So, did you get your reply?”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She clearly has another remark, but she behaves and bites it back behind a mouthful of chicken wing. Amy gets an amused-as-hell ‘You’re a lucky bitch’ look.
[Amy] “Yeah…” She reaches for another beer.
[Leon Davenport] He tilt his head “So?”
[Amy] “Not tonight.”
[Leon Davenport] He nodded “Then what would you like to do? Train in case you have your meeting tomorrow or something else?”
[Amy] “It might be a few days. I don’t think we need to try to train all full of chicken and beer.:
[Leon Davenport] He nodded “Ok, then any ideas? Anyone?”He look around, opening another beer
[Amy] “We can go fight again.” Because, obviously, fighting and training to fight are two different things in her mind.
[Leon Davenport] He smiled at her reply “Give your ribs a couple of days rest. Not sure you want to go around with them broken”
[Amy] “Wouldn’t be the first time. Probably not the last time. Besides, they’re just cracked.”
[Kyle] “I’d stay off the fighting for a while. Nothing worse than making a cracked rib break.”
[Amy] “Oh sure. Who’s side are you on?” She grins at Kyle.
[Leon Davenport] He pressed on her craked ribs with two fingers, looknig at her reaction “Yeah, maybe but you mgiht not be too keen to run around after one pierce a lung or something”
[Kyle] “Oh peirced lungs are fun. Specially the blood bubbles.”
Now the borbid side of him is showing and made worse by his gothic look.
[Amy] “She takes in a sharp breath when he presses her ribs, holding it before letting it out slowly” Not until I make friends with someone with the gift, at least.
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Hey. Not to be the bummer here, but there is a point being made. And cracked ribs…also not good for training.” She shrugs, and gives Amy an apologetic look.
[Amy] She mutters, looking irritated.
[Leon Davenport] He look at her “We’ll find osmething else to do that don’t end up with a fight..hopefully. With you, I never know”he say with a teasing grin
[Amy] “I can’t help it if people piss me off more often than not.” She pokes at him, jabbing between his ribs semi gently.
[Leon Davenport] He lean slightly away from her poking “Hey now..you break it you buy it” He smile “And I can’t see how they do that. You’re so sweet after all.”He say, teasing her
[Amy] “I know! I’m a goddamned ray of fucking sunshine, all the time.”
[Leon Davenport] He nod “Don’t have to tell me. I know that already”He smile and drank his beer
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Wow. The level of delusion in this room is about to go nuclear.” She grins, watching the two. “Also, the ‘fucking cute’ factor.”
[Amy] “Fuck you, I’m not fucking cute”
[Leon Davenport] He grinned at Amy and Sarita, then just ate some more. He wasn’t getting into that conversation. It suddenly became dangerous.
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Yeah, that’s what the guys keep telling me.”
[Amy] Her expression fades into a scowl. “Who said I’m not cute?”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “All the guys at the bar.” She grins. “They keep asking about my less-cute sister.”
[Amy] “And? Anybody else?”
[Leon Davenport] He had enough wings for now, so he wpied his fingers clan and picked his bottle of beer. He just listend to the sister arguing. Seem like they found something to do..and it might end up with a fight. There didn’t even have to get out. He smield as he drank form the bottle
[Leon Davenport] (*they didn’t even…)
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Um…the little voice in the back of your head, apparently.” She raises an eyebrow, watching Amy.
[Amy] She scowls more, finishing her beer.
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Jesus, Amy, I was kidding.” She shakes her head. “No one said you weren’t cute.” It’s said in that semi-over-the-top placating way, though the sentiment is obviously sincere.
[Amy] “Alright. Fine. Jesus, let’s fucking drop it then.”
[Leon Davenport] He watched Amy with a smile, leaning back slightly, half laying, half propped sideways on his elbow. He could have chipped in but he wasn’t sure if te comment would have been taken as the joke it would have been or as another sweet comment for Sarita to use. So silence is golden, beer is good..things were perfectly fine for him right now.
[Amy] She settles back with Leon, leaning into him. “So we’re going to go back to your place?”
[Leon Davenport] He nodded “Yes when you’re ready” He say, wraping one arm around her
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She glances between the two and grabs another beer, getting up and moving to the bed to sit down and have a drink.
[Kyle] When Sarita sits down, Kyle sits up straight suddenly. Yes he had dozed off, beer and food usually good for exhaustion, and he can sleep sitting up. Blinking a few times he looks at everyone with that casual smile as if nothing was wrong.
[Amy] “You okay, kiddo?”
[Kyle] Nods as he checks to make sure he hdan’t dropped anything.
“Yeah I’m fine. We’re all fine here. How bout you?”
Smirks as he grins at her.
[Amy] “We covered this while you were asleep. I’m unbelievably fine.” She sits up slowly, brushing her hand over Leon’s arm. “I’m going to bring some stuff with me this time, okay?”
[Leon Davenport] Heiseyes moved to Kyle as the man had literally been sleeping sitting “Maybe we should let you get some rest?”
[Leon Davenport] He nod at Amy “Sure, bring whatever you need”
[Kyle] Shakes his head as he looks to Leon.
“I’m fine. Seriosuly I bunked with a pack of Gets, with a penchant for nightly brawls, while I was on a wander through Dallas. Noise doesn’t bother me that much.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She frowns and gets up, finishing her beer and setting it aside. “Well, I’m out of here. See you guys later.” It’s short and abrupt for her, and she gives a tiny smile as she heads for the door.
[Amy] “Still. We’ll get out of here, and you have the whole bed to yourself tonight….” Her eyes watch Sarita as she pops up and heads out, head canting to the side as she slowly stands herself. “Yeah… I’ll be right back…”
[Kyle] “Catch you later Sarita. Take it easy.”
Stands up and begins to get some clothes from his pack.
“I’m going to go hit the shower. Probably stinking the place out.”
[Leon Davenport] He blinked at Sarita leaving “Hmm ok, have a good night Sarita” He say with a nod and smile to her. He tilt his head at Amy “Ok”
[Kyle] Grabbing his stuff he stops as Amy heads out. Looks to Leon and shrugs.
“Hey sorry I don’t mean to be rude but didn’t catch your tribe. Can tell me to shut up if I’m over stepping bounaries?”
[Amy] She follows her sister out, leaving Leon and Kyle alone
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She slips out of the hallway and makes her way down the hallway, heading toward the common room to exit. Out of eyeshot, she lets herself tense up a bit more, fingers flexing slightly. She doesn’t notice Amy following, or at least doesn’t acknowledge it.
[Leon Davenport] He smiled “It’s all right, if I don’t tell you, Amy will”He grin “I’m Glass Walker”He say, sitting on the bed “And your from the same tribe as Amy and Sarita?”
[Amy] “What the fuck, Sar?” She keeps her voice more or less quiet, trailing her into the common room.
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[Kyle] “Yeah Strider raised. It’s been interesting have some family in town that’s as unpredictable as that pair. You and Amy got something serious or just a casual thing?”
Smiles as he tilts his head as if waiting for some yelling to filter through the door.
“Did something happen to Sarita while I was out of it?”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She shakes her head, looking over her shoulder. “Nothing. Nothing the fuck, Amy. That’s what I’m doing, is taking off so no one has to be uncomfortable.”
[Leon Davenport] He rubbed his cheek “I don’t think we know yet. I’m trying to see if it can be serious. I think she do too.”He shrugh “At least, I hope she do. As for Sarita, except their usual bickering..no, nothing special. She took me by surprise, leaving like that”
[Amy] “Nobody was uncomfortable, Sar. So that’s pretty much bullshit.”
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[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She snorts. “Oh, please. Clearly you were, Amy. I can’t make any damned jokes around you two without you getting pissed off, starting the fidget shuffle or switching the topic quick enough to give us whiplash.”
[Kyle] “YEah still not sure how Sarita’s mind works. She’s very guarded and that makes it tricky reading her. Well I hope things work out for you both. Seems like you enjoy each other’s company.”
[Leon Davenport] He nod “Thanks. We do, well I do at least. So time will tell. Nothing much more I can do but wait and see how things turn out.”He offered his ahnd to Kyle “It was nice meeting you man. I have a feeling we’ll bump into each other again”
[Amy] “It’s just new, you know? I’m not sure how to handle pretending that I’m all into this guy.
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[Kyle] Shakes the offered hand and nods with that smile he seems to always have on his face.
“Same here. IF you ever need a place to crash away from things feel free. My room’s always open to friends and family.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She shakes her head, frowning. “Fine…whatever.” She doesn’t seem like she’s down with that explanation, but she shrugs it off. “Yeah, sure. Either way, I’m taking off so Kyle can have his room and actually get some sleep tonight.”
[Leon Davenport] He nodded “Thanks “I share a 5 bedroom house outside the city with a tribesmate of mine. If you want some quiet, you can come over, Amy know where it is.”
[Amy] “And going where, exactly?”
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[Kyle] “Thanks for the offer. I’d give you my contact number but can’t really use a phone thanks to this….”
Points at the leather collar that conceals his throat.
“But if you leave a message with the bar staff the guys can track me down.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Van, probably. Hotel. I don’t know, somewhere.”
[Leon Davenport] He nodded “Well you could always get acell and text people. Seem ot be working pretty well when you can’t talk directly”He say with a tilt of his head Änd it’s quicker than leaving notes”
[Amy] She sighs again “Come back to the house with us. There’s a ton of room.”
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[Kyle] Chuckles and nods.
“YEah tried that. People still didn’t get the hint and kept calling. Mind have been considering getting one. Especially since things are getting rough around town.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] Her eyes widen a little, and she shakes her head with a half-amused snort. “Uh, no. Thanks, but no thanks. I have no desire to hear you guys ‘train.'”
[Amy] “Oh for fuck’s sake. That was a joke. Come on. We’ll all get out of Kyle’s hair for a couple days.”
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[Leon Davenport] He nodded “I think you should, especially if you liek wandering around. And at least, I’ll know not to write back to you. Those closest ot you will know too. Should be fine”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “I’m not staying at his place, Amy. Not after I just said ‘fuck off’ to his pack. That’s too fucking rude even for me.”
[Amy] “You didn’t say fuck off, and they’re not even a fucking pack yet. I invited you. He’ll be fine with it. Just stop being a pain in the fucking ass and let’s go get some shit together.”
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[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Okay, there’s a lot wrong with that statement. First, you can’t invite me to someone else’s territory. And you don’t live there, unless you’re getting ready to move in. Second, I said no. It’s not fucking right.”
[Amy] Her eyes narrow. “Fine. Then we’ll both sleep in the fucking van.”
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[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She blinks, thrown by that. “What?” She clearly didn’t expect that.
[Amy] “I’m not leaving you alone. If you won’t come to Leon’s with us, then I’ll send his ass home and we can camp out in the van.”
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[Kyle] “Proably a good plan.”
Gathers his stuff and moves to the door. Sticking his head through and looking down the hall.
“Well I’m going to grab a shower. Catch you around Leon.”
With a casual wave he heads to the showers
[Kyle] (Got to bail folks. Thanks for the scene)
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She furrows her brow. “Dude, you ain’t gotta do that. I’m fine. Ain’t like I didn’t sleep in the Bitchmobile for nine years straight on my own.”
[Leon Davenport] He fnished his second beer and open a third one. He knew Amy was probbly talking with Sarita, so he simply wait.
[Amy] “Yeah, well, you don’t have to be fucking difficult either. But you are. So what’s it going to be?”
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[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She shakes her head. “It’s…a thing. I don’t feel comfortable spending the night at his place. It’s being a bitch, I just…it’s not right.”
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] [[It’s NOT being a bitch.]]
[Amy] “How? How is it not right? They made us an offer, we got a better offer. There’s nothing wrong with that. And if we’re going to all work together, then everybody’s going to have to get comfortable sooner or later anyway.”
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[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Because it’s like saying no to the marriage, but taking the ring anyway. Or…” She gives a frustrated sound, waving her hand. “Something equivalent. You know what I mean.”
[Amy] She sighs again. “Jesus fuck.”
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[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “I know, I have a conscience.” She smirks and shrugs. “Who the fuck knew?”
[Amy] “So at least go to a fucking hotel.”
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[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] “Why waste the money?” She shrugs. “No point to it.”
[Amy] “Because I don’t want to sleep in the fucking van”
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[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] Her jaw sets, and she shakes her head before she gives up. “Fine.”
[Amy] “A decent one too. If I’m not getting laid tonight, then I want to stay somewhere that I can get a fucking bath and watch cable.”
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[Leon Davenport] He put the bottle away once it was empty and leaned down on Amy’s bed, taking off his shoes before and placing an arm over his eyes.
[Sarita Ecos de la Risa] She opens her mouth, and then nods. “Yeah, okay. No fleabag shit…an actual good place.”
[Amy] She sighs, arms crossed around her as she turns and heads back to the room.
[Leon Davenport] He moves his arm form his eyes and looks at her “So what happened?”He ask, moving to sit down
[Amy] Her eyes flicker over him stretched out on her bed as she sits on the edge of it. “Tomorrow night, okay? I promise. Me ‘an Sar have some shit to take care of.”
[Leon Davenport] He tilt his head “Ok sure.” He was sitting beside her “Are we rady to leave?”
[Amy] “No, I mean…. I’ll stay over tomorrow night. I’m going to hang with Sar tonight.”
[Leon Davenport] “Hmmm all right. I was hoping you were saying oyu’d tell me what happened tonight, tomorrow” He slowly got up “Guess, I’ll leave you two alone then”
[Amy] “Can I walk you out?” Can she. Not she’s going to.
[Leon Davenport] He shook his head “Naw, it’s fine. See you tomorrow ok?”
[Amy] “Oh… um. Alright…”
[Leon Davenport] “He smile “Don’t want you to keep your sis waiting”
[Amy] She forces a smile, reaching to put her hand on his arm. “I’m sorry.”
[Leon Davenport] He look into her eyes “Are you ok?”
[Amy] “I’m fine” She leans in and kisses his cheek. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow?”
[Leon Davenport] He nod “Sure” He kisses her lips very brieflty as she did only offer him a kiss on the cheek. “I’ll leave the beer here for your sister as a peace offering for whatever i did to her all right?”He say, heading toward the door
[Amy] “It wasn’t you. Call me, okay?”
[Leon Davenport] He nodded, stopping at the door “Well, you two enjoy them all right. Might not help her feel better, but at least she’ll have something to drink. And yes, I’ll call you. Have a good night”He say with a smile, looking at her a moment before heading out of the room