Hear my shapeless songs i'm singing and painting this morning light, bit by bit, hoping I'd get to that summer sky. I'm feeling alright I can see your palm reaching out to mine. ---In the orange sky, there is glowing fireflies.
He was the silent guy that no one wanted to approach in the back of the bar. His face was always serious and cold as he watched the other fools. Buster was hitting on some tall brunette and mostly his eyes stayed on the bartender. Typically he wasn't the commitment type and the girls he brought home always left the next morning. They left there numbers on the dresser which ended up in the trash. Carson always told him before he got locked up that he should pick someone and keep her around. That his Queen would be his strongest ally in the world but he just figured it was some old man sentiment.
The night of drinking in peace came to an end when he heard the table flip. Lulu was having a tantrum and William just shook his head. From his finger tips flowed the strong metal that rushed up his skin and caused him to be full metal within moments. Stepping behind the previous owner of the club his hand rested on the guys shoulder. All it would take was one certain look from johnny and the guy would end up in pieces behind the club. When the owner retreated towards the back around the time that his phone went off. He got a alarming message which made him approach Johnny.
"Yo, we got a problem. Someone jacked the club. I'l bring Lu back when she comes out if you wanna roll out. " When Johnny left William helped get all the patrons from the bar then moved over to help the bartender clean. She was picking up glass and obviously cut her finger. Ripping a piece of fabric from his shirt sleeve he wrapped the wound. "You gonna live?" He asked as he waited for Lulu to come out of the back.
Lulu came out of the bathroom ad ran into a man who was waiting. "What out unless you wanna loose your job tonight." She barked but the man told her he was going to show her the new office. "Fine." She spoke and followed him down the hall and into the office door.
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Nicole’s eyes rolled as he asked her if she’d live, and a blush consumed her as he wrapped her finger. “This? Nah, I’m gonna bleed to death, don’t ya know? Call me an ambulance?” She sarcastically asked, with a soft chuckle. “I’ll be fine. I’m a big tough girl. But thanks for wrapping it up.” She said as she got up. The cut stung but otherwise she was going to be perfectly fine.
“So… you guys are the Fool’s Dice Club?” She asked awkwardly. It was all she could do to not be a goof and start rambling on. She needed a drink after all this tonight. Her eyes watched the back hall to see Randall standing there just outside the office door. She was curious of what was going on, but she needed to clean up things before she left for the night.
The scent of sweet vanilla filled the air as her pheromones released to keep the atmosphere calm. Turning the table back over she placed it right back in its spot and moved towards a trash bin to throw the shards of glass away. Honestly, she kinda wanted to go to this party back at their club house that the dark haired woman had invited them to, but she wasn’t so sure.
The people here at the bar she had already been used to for years. New people, new place… she’d be surprised if the people wouldn’t fall into sudden panic attacks because of her own. But if she wanted to get to know people and get out of her comfort zone she knew she needed to get out more. Not stay cooped up with plants and her mom for saturday night board games.
Davie waited silently by the doorway. He was going to have fun and play a little game with these people. Let them know who they’re dealing with. He hadn’t killed other mutants because it was for fun. It was for a show of dominance. He was going to like keeping this one locked up tight.
Down the hall he heard the footsteps and clicking of heels. ‘That little bitch is gonna get what she deserves.’ He thought as the door swung open. He was thankful that he didn’t need to breathe while possessing dead bodies. He didn’t have to worry about being heard because of that stupid need.
Waiting for the perfect moment his hand reached out and stabbed the needle into Lulu’s neck. He injected the sedative and waited for it to take effect. She turned and swung her fist at him, but it didn’t matter. He didn’t feel a thing as the left side of his face was smashed with her inhuman strength, stumbling some as the sedative began to work its magic. “Randall be a dear and bring her to my home. I’ll be there in a few moments.”
The dead body feel to the ground in a heap of bones as Lulu fell as well. Working quickly and quietly Randall slung Lulu’s unconscious body over his shoulder. Making sure no one was looking down the hall he moved as swiftly as he could to the back door. He didn’t have a good feeling about this, but when a psycho like Davie asked you to do something you freaking did it. No questions asked. He made it to his car, putting Lulu in the back and draping a blanket over her. Pulling out of the employee lot he drove to Davie’s house.
Post by Tabitha 'Lulu' Milton on Apr 24, 2018 17:34:23 GMT
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Lulu was ready to crawl into the backseat with Johnny and get this warmed up on the way home. She truly lived for shopping trips just to find something that would get him going. As she stepped through the office door it shut behind her quickly. "Guess people don't know how to escort a lady these days." Her tone was annoyed but within moments of stepping further into the room a sharp pinch in her neck caught her attention.
Turning around angrily her fist planted right into the side of his head. The bones crunched under her fist and her lips opened to call for William but suddenly she was woozy. Within moments she was collapsing into the arms of Randall. Her eyes fluttered a bit but soon everything went black. She had lost track of all time or any sense of consciousness.
Some time later her eyes started to flutter a bit. There was a flickering dim fluorescent Light and her senses took in the scent of mold and dust. Her body was still drugged mostly and she used all her effort to try and sit up. It was useless with the restraints holding her bound to the bed. "h...Help.." She coughed out a bit through her dry throat and lips. "He..hello? Anyone!!!" She managed a fairly loud scream before coughing more. Man she would kill for a sip of water right now.
