http://www.rapdict.org/ has a great rap dictionary reference. A local copy so that I can still refer to it when I roleplay is available, but try the main site first.
We bicker about what to do next. No surprise there. Eventually we argue until Ren gives up and stays put doing the work the guy wants.
Campbell, Lindsey, Olga and I burn off to Campbells place to pick up some stuff.
I go in with Campbell and she gets some clothes and a gun.
A gun. I dont like her having a gun. Guns make me uncomfortable. Maybe its because a gun evens things up. Even Rene would have a chance against me if he had a gun.
I dont like that thought at all.
We drive back and get some burgers and a new phone for me. I drop the sim card in and check the voice mail.
Campbell wants us to check that bar where Olga turned green and tossed the cookies, so we stop off while she checks it ou. What she's looking for I dont know. We found the guy didnt we? I just dont get these 50's sometimes.
We head on back to the house and wait for Rene to finish.
Olga makes some phone calls and stuff while we wait.
I hear complaining, so Rene must be finished. The guy's house has a new stripe motif going for it. Neat.
We pile into Rene's car and head back to teh hotel.
Lindsey spots a cab and insists on going in first. Who can be bothered arguing? Off she goes.
Campbell and I head up in the lift to the room to get some stuff and drop some crap off. Campbell insists on having a shower. I check out her gun while she's in the shower. Nice feel.
We roll back downstairs after a nagging call from Ren.
Lindsey is touchin' up this cab driver guy like he's daddy dearest in the lobby. Eeeeeeeeeeeeew! Get some taste girlfriend.
Glenn goes for a burger while we chat with Lindsey and the Cabbie. Rene ditches the Lexus and we decide to take the cab to 'my part of town'. The cabbie seems spaced out and wasted, so naturally we chose him to drive us.
Still no sign from Glenn so we drive off to the Burger Queen and I pop inside.
There is a crowd around the checkout and I push my way in. Glenn! Maybe they got Glenn! Fuckers. Im gunna kill 'em all.
Someone elbows me and I elbow back. Suddenly someone hits me and all of a sudden Im laying into these losers.
I know I shouldnt...
I really shouldnt...
A familiar shiver of adrenaline flows through my body and the comforting haze of rage decends. I feel flesh pound against my knuckles.
Its been too long... I have to let it out...
...
I break out of it with Rene's voice asking whats going on.
"The did something to Glenn." I look around and search the people on the floor. Glenn is one of them and I rush over to him.
Something trickles down past my eye. Blood I think. One of these guys was good. I remember a few Bruce Lee moves from one guy in a jacket. I look around and notice him laying flat, not moving. Loser.
Glenns stil breathing and I pull him up to sitting.
He looks confused and scared. "Err? huh? What happened? Cas?"
Before I know what Ive said, I blurt out, "You showed 'em! Eh, Glenn?" Smart arsed fucking mouth. Why do I always have to rub it in?
Renee rushes over. "Glenn? What happened?"
"Err, apparently I decked all these people..."
Ren looks confused. "Cas beat them all up. What happened to you?"
Glenn looks dissapointed and I feel like a kid again. Why do I care? Fuck him. Fuck Ren. He and Ren 'summoned me', whatever the fuck that means, probably the ususal perv stuff. Why should I care? I shouldnt. Fuck him.
I stand and walk back towards the door, while Rene tries to look after Glenn.
I watch Ren try and get some soda into G, but he's not a well boy.
I want to storm off and get back in the car, but I cant. For some fucked up reason I actually care what happens here.
I dunno why, but suddenly the idea of Glenn dead isnt as appealing. Why should I care?
I dunno. I guess 'cause I've never met people like this before.
What sort of people. I stand in the Burger Queen trying to work out why this BQ is different from BQ back 'home'. What is it?
I look around. People. City people. Suits, phones, nice shoes and.. and.. something else.
What the fuck is it? This pissing me off.
I look over at some loser wage slave runchin' down his double lard special and somethin's wrong with his body language.
Rene and Glenn struggle over, so I take Glenn by the arm and hoist him out, turning my head to watch suit boy and his burger. I cant see his face, just his combed, trimmed, balding head.
Why is that so wrong?
Im down the stairs and Ren helps G into the car. I stare back at the BQ, my mind ticking over...
"Cas! Get in the car!"
I look away and get into the car and we start to pull away.
Suddenly it hits me: he didnt turn around.
I mean, yeah, he looked at me kinda weird after I swept up the queue of morons around Glenn, but after that he just turned away and continued eating.
After the show was over, he looked away and went on with his life. He wasnt afraid of being capped in the head, just because he ate at a BQ in someone elses 'hood. He wasnt gunna be killed because he hung with the wrong people. We may as well have come from different planets, this guy and me.
But I know inside that even that isnt the really scary thing. The really scary thing was that he looked like he was in a hurry because he was going somewhere. I dont mean back to work, I mean with his life. He wasnt looking around and over his shoulder because he had a future.
I look around at the people in the car and wonder if thats why I just dont fit in here either.
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