NEVERENDING NIGHT

(Part one)

~MYRIAD~
-=- He glanced up at the tube.. as Sonic blew on a harmonica.. a blues riff. He smirked flipping though the channels -=-I am so bored -=- wah wah wah wah wah -=- Nothing to do.. -=- wah wah wah wah -=- And with nothing to do I get so blue.. I've got the nothing to do blues.. -=- Silence as Sonic kinda blinks and says something to the effect of he has way too much time on his hands. Mark causally shrugs and sighs. Flipping though the channels again. Pausing at the New Jerry Springer MOVIE.. of all things.. -=- Dude he's like Tu Paks of beer or whatever that rappers name was.. he's dead n'keeps producin' shite.. dude freak-kay... -=- He flipped the channel again, the boredom nearly ragging and eating at his brain. At least Gild had Yndia, Sonic had Hannah.. he had well.. glancing down at the remote.. saying -=-At least there is a Playboy channel.. -=- At that point Sonic got up and left.. Mark managed a shrug, seeing as he couldn't take a joke. Rummaging though his over-sized skater shredder pockets and then withdrawing a nearly depleted pack sighing..-=-N'outta smokage too? -=-Lighting one of the last precious few he had and sighing.. -=-

~ROCKY~
*She sits on the stairs of some highly public building, oblivious to those that glare and curse as they are forced to step around her.....Now, lets see if I can figure out to reprogram this damn thing..... her attention focused intently on the small unit in her hand....never was any damn good at comp stuff, wish I could contact of the old gang, they'd figure it out easy enough...several people flinch as the wrist unit suddenly starts emitting a high pitched whine....oh damn!...she stares at it wondering if it is going to blow on her or something, then hastily begins punching buttons, in an attempt to shut the damn thing off...as she frantically punches buttons, she is engulfed in a flash of light and vanishes, leaving many people staring at her previous location in open mouthed astonishment.....there's one for the Star*

~MYRIAD~
-=- He took a longer drag of his smoke as a flash of light enveloped the room. Assuming it was someone that lived there, he barely heeded it any attention.. until looking at the reflection in the TV, as it flipped from station to station.. a near.. was it dumbfounded Rochelle? There in the Lair? The place the epitome of all evil? Tsking softly before saying -=-Well if it isn't the beeoch herself.. dude I thought you were totally avoiding this place like the plague.. --=Not hesitating then and asking off handedly -=- You have any money? -=- Flipping though the channels a few more times before settling on the QVC Station with a set of hicks trying to sell more knives. What was this? The all hick selling knives station all the time? He tilted his head.. and then bent it backwards. Glancing at her taking her fully in. A smoke dangerously dangling at the edge of his lips. -=- So where the hell have you been /Rochelle/ -=- The name spun with mock disquiets -=-

~ROCKY~
* she looks around, slowly taking in her new surroundings, and Mark gloating at her from the couch* Shit! I didn't want to end up here *she glares at you, like it was your fault she ended up here* this damn things useless *she tosses the band at you* I might as well go catch myself an airlift back to Calgary as use that fucked up thing

~MYRIAD~
-=- He blinked as the band sailed over him and to his lap.. eyes wide -=- Bitchin' I was wondering where this things was.. dude.. if you didn't want to come here why the fuck didn't ya just... -=- a pause.. as if it were oh so obvious -=- punch in new cords? Dude yer totally brain fried.. -=- He picked up the band between one forefinger and thumb, as if it were contaminated with some unspeakable virus.. glancing back towards her asking again -=-Where the hell have ya been.. you have any cash? -=-Flicking the TV off and tossing the remote to the recliner nearest to him. -=-

Damn thing wouldn't take 'em *She looks around the 'freak zoo' making a mental note of who was around and where....she smiles 'sweetly' at the girl she pulverised during her 'imprisonment', chuckling softly as the girl pales and heads up the hall* Been around *shrugs* doing stuff, making connections *RaE as she pulls out a smoke from a crumpled pack* even if I do..whats it to you?...gotta light?

~MYRIAD~
-=- He tossed her a crumpled book of matches, and shrugged -=- not that I really/care/ where you've been trying to start like a decent conversation 'n junk... and I totally care.. as always we're so out of grubage...-=-He smirked and decided after much debate to stand and wander towards her. Stretching a bit and then tossing his smoke to the ash-tray before actually /nearing her/. -=- And you owe me Lunch

~ROCKY~
*she catches the matches mid-air, strikes one, she pauses, the flaming match mid way to her dangling smoke* You? start a decent conversation? yeah sure *she returns her attention to lighting the smoke, shaking out the match, just before it reaches her fingertips, then pockets the matches* and just why would I owe you lunch?

~MYRIAD~
-=-He nods towards her -=- Because you just snatched my matches.. and I saved yer ass from that blonde walking steroid..-=- He smiled sweetly.. and then shrugged a bit -=- And well.. I am a decent guy..usually. When I don't have to deal with wicked babes like you -=- He nodded and wandered towards the hall for a sec, calling back over his shoulder -=- You met the new guy? Sonic? He's purty cool.. he's totally into the rave thing though.. you know he like makes his music.. -=-Mentioning such as a very faint beat could be heard, if one was listening for it. Emitting from the garage. He paused there glancing down the hall way before turning and leaning against the entrance.. -=-

~ROCKY~
Who saved saved who's ass? *wicked babe? was that a compliment, or an insult...it didn't' hold the barbed edge she was used to, but that didn't mean he didn't have something planned...number one rule on the street, keep your circle tight, and even then watch those you call friend. Never know when someone needs a roll...she only ever wholly trusted one person, and look what happened to them..everyone wants something, everyone has ulterior motives..she watches him..for now she can see one motive, his stomach...but there is usually more* sonic? ain't that a video game?

~MYRIAD~
-=- He nodded trying not to roll his eyes. It was only THE Video game icon of Sega.. -=- It's also a boom.. .. also this new guy.. and I saved yer arse.. dude you were toast, left fer the birds me myself and I carried ya to this place.. well to Gild's pad .. but you know? So in that daze -=- Tapping his forehead and wandering by her again -=- you said you'd buy me lunch. -=- He chuckled, wicked babe meaning nothing at all besides what it did. Which ever way she wanted to perceive it as he could honestly give a shite. He stretched again hearing his stomach rumble.. sighing -=- Man this place bites.

~ROCKY~
I did? *she remembers perfectly well, what happened that day, she wasn't changed long enough to blank out... as for carrying her back, if they left her she would have been fine, she would have recovered soon enough, it always drains her...she hears his stomach grumble and decides that she might as well go along with it, pretend she didn't remember, why not?* Yeah, tell me about it, why ya think I wanted outta here? So what ya want ta eat?

~MYRIAD~
-=-He smiles and with a semi-quick motion, very unusual for Mark, a flick of his wrist the chord-less was in his hand and his fingers were dialling the nearest little ceasers pizza -=- You like pineapple, sausage, anchovies and pepperoni? -=- He waited as the phone caught up with his motions, and he fumbled his pockets for a moment.. oh god /real/ food...no more of this mustard peanut butter on rye crap!!-=-

~ROCKY~
*she laughs as he manages to grab the phone faster than a teenage valley girl, waiting for a neman marcus delivery* skip the anchovies, get jalepenos instead

~MYRIAD~
-=- He blinked back and nodded, lighting his smoke saying -=- Yo.. yeah.. a large extra cheese pizza.. -=-Covering the receiver.. and making a face -=- Jaalep-anios? -=- Trying not to gag.. but food was food..-=- Yeah jalepanios er somthing.. and like pepperoni, sausage... and pineapple.. and I need it delivered... -=- He took a drag as the man rattled off a price.. saying -=-yeah add a crazy bread sauce.. and like a 2 litre of Jolt or something.. surprise me not like you ever get M'orders right anyhow.. yeah -=- Nodding for a moment as he took another drag and rolling his eyes.. -=- Yeah well deliver it to -=- rattling off the address and sighing.. glancing towards her as he hung up the phone. lethargically placing it back towards the receiver.. shrugging -=-they said like 30 minutes er somethin'.. whatever.. -=- His stomach tightening as he placed a hand on it.. as if to say... it's okay I'll feed you soon lil dude.. -=-

~ROCKY~
*she blinks..a Californian that doesn't like jalepenos? weird?..shakes her head as you add to the order..oh well, not like its my own cash anyhow, she lifted it off some suit this morning.....she pulls out her pilfered wad of bills..it was a good haul, she was feeling generous so she peeled off a fifty and handed it to him* *S* who says crime doesn't pay? you gotta learn to survive, especially if your hangout out here...crackers and mustard don't cut it

~MYRIAD~
-=- He smirked a bit as he stretched, back to his lethargic self.. taking a drag of his smoke slowly in the process. He then wandered over towards the couch.. eyeing his games.. -=- Yeah it's like dude.. whoever said like money can't buy happiness totally didn't know where to shop you know?.. And you had crackers?! -=- Looking back at her completely amazed -=- All we have is those mustard PACKETS We manage to like gaffel from Burger Hut... -=- He chuckled a but letting out a long exhale, before glancing back towards her.. looking at the recliner next to the couch then blinking again -=- Dude.. you.. gonna like.. sit er something? -=- He smirked before glancing at his games.. the new Zelda The Missing Link ... the 8th game in the series.. was coming out tomorrow. He had made sure he had connections to get the rare super gold plated glow in the dark edition. With a cloth map, tee-shirt, and key-chain. He sighed.. NOTHING had been decent lately.. thus his obvious boredom. -=-

~ROCKY~
*She chuckles...she remembers hunger, days when the gang couldn't scrape together enough for a hamburger at McDonalds, just after they had been forced from their turf...bad thing to loose ground, you loose respect..you loose your fences* Next time take the ketchup, at least then you can make soup *She walks over and practically throws herself onto a couch* We use to mix'em with water over a fire *she shrugs* its actually not bad...when your hungry

~MYRIAD~
-=- He blinked, as she plopped on his couch.. something GIld rarely did when he occupied it. It was/his/ couch he claimed it. He blinked trying to push her feet away as she spoke then blinking again, his smoke almost dropping from his lips. -=- Dude it was like.. a joke. Man we have food I think I mean -=- He shrugged.. well he DID know they had rice.. noodles, and shit no teen would bother to cook. He shrugged, and finally dealt with her occupying his space. Yawning then as he glanced back at her.. -=- So is that like why you could pass fer a waif model dude? -=- All in fun and games. He flipped the remote to his hands taking up his second favourite indoor pastime.. channel surfing. He clicked on Forgive or Forget.. smirking.. -=- 'My husbands dating my sister.. will he say he's sorry?' -=-He tried not to gag.. before tossing her the remote, with more of a look saying 'good luck' written on his face.-=-.

~ROCKY~
so how long till the pizza? *she rolls her eyes sarcastically* a waif model...yeah sure *there was no way she'd ever pass there, she was way too big..turning to granite probably doesn't help her weight either..she catches the remote, doing some of her own channel surfing, stopping on a wrestling match* oh yeah, *she reaches into her jacket and pulls out a tape* I forgot about this *she tosses it at him*

~MYRIAD~
-=- He blinks as he looks at the tape fall to his lap. Picking it up and blinking back towards her.. -=- What .. I don't want no smutty films with ya in them.. like noooo thanks... -=- He glanced at the VCR and to the tape.. saying then -=- So this is da show eh? I almost totally fergot about it.. -=- Then eyeing her suspiciously and then taking a long drag off of his smoke, letting the small cancer stick roll between his fingers. Then pointing at her with it.. the tip and ember leaving a thin delicate trail of smoke behind. -=- Why tha hell ya being like sooo nice to get this fer me .. dude.. -=- He shook his head and shut-up, probably one of the few times he actually knew when. -=- Yo.. thanks.. And the pizza dude will be here in about 30 er somethin'.. -=- His stomach growling fiercely at the thought of food-=-

~ROCKY~
Well if ya don't want it, I'm sure I could find plenty that do *She makes a mock grab for the tape, knowing that you probably ain't giving it up now that ya got it* I said I'd get it *shrugs* it ain't that hard to find sources for that show......'sides..*She pulls out a smoke, and lights it with 'his' matches... she takes a long drag, watching him * now you owe me a favour

~MYRIAD~
-=- He blinked at her, his long thin arms reaching to keep her from grabbing it back -=- What the hell are ya smokin' dude cause those must not be cigs.. You owe me a favor! I saved ya.. -=- Not mentioning she was buying him lunch for that favor.. he needed something besides the video to hold over her head. Smirking.. then thinking, taking a drag and letting the smoke dangle in his lips. -=- What kind of favor? I ain't into that kin-kay shit.. -=- then ducking way, scooting hopefully outta her reach. -=-

~ROCKY~
I coulda just let steroid get ya, I didn't have to get into that. Next time I might even help him. *she shrugs and leans back* As if I'd want anything to do with 'your' skinny ass *She nods over at the bracelet* show me how ta program that damn thing

~MYRIAD~
-=- He looked at her shivering in mock fear.. then smiling -=- Aw Rochelle.. ya know you wouldn't wanna be one of them.. who knows that anal probes and shite they might try to subject ya to?! -=- He smirked and looked down at his body.. he was underweight.. vastly. He sighed a bit as his smiled faded just a touch. Then blinking away from glancing at his arms and belly towards the bracelet.. smirking. -=- Honestly.. I couldn't tell ya I always have Geoff do it.. I ain't one fer technical shite you know? I totally just nod m'head as he swears it's the last time he'll do it and like pretend I understand and shite.. -=- He shrugged as he leaned forward to grab it from the coffee table. Glancing at it and turning it over. -=- He hits a few of these buttons.. like you know fer cords on tha earth er somethin'.. -=- He shrugged handing it back towards her smiling.. though still a bit jaded.-=-

~ROCKY~
Wouldn't be any worse than putting up with your shit * she takes the bracelet turns it over a few times, as if maybe an answer would miraculously appear on the back, then tosses it back on the table* Damn! That tape bought me a lotta good...punching the damn buttons is what got me back here in the first place...I wanted Toronto, don't know where else the damn thing'll take me

~MYRIAD~
-=-He glanced at her a bit, saying.. -=- Not like yer any picnic.. -=- He looked at the bracelet for a minute.. he didn't understand it sometimes.. he joked.. he never really aimed to hurt people. Blinking to space then towards her.. she was different. And for some reason he felt he wouldn't be surprised if she joined the bastards just to be a bigger bitch. He leaned back finally taking his smoke and flicking it towards the ashtray. Watching the tube, the tape then laid in his lap. He really didn't have anything to say except.. -=- Like.. why would you wanna go to Toronto anyhow?

~ROCKY~
*she shrugs* got some contacts there, seeing how its a little tight for me to run anything down here now..Thanks to the warden *The last part purposely spoken loud, as if to make a point...her 'job' down here had been seriously compromised when they lifted her off the streets..it was dangerous for her to even be in this part of the country...word gets around and she's dead* might go into fencing or something *shrugs* get off the streets for winter

~MYRIAD~
-=- He looked at her, sincerely.. -=- Y'know.. ya can stay here n'stuff.. Even have yer old room back.. -=- Trying to hide the reluctance in his voice in that. He loved that room.. next to all da' women in the Lair.. was quiet.. ALL To himself. But in a way.. he pitied her. Thinking then perhaps.. finally using the surfer brain God gave him.. there was a reason she was a bitch. Meebee she just needed a /real/ pal to talk to not these stupid gang members she was intent on hanging out with. Sides gangs were soo out. -=- Like you know.. hang out here... but my food.. -=- He stretched, resting his feet on the table glancing at the TV then the clock... the damned pizza place was takin' their time.. -=-

~ROCKY~
Thanks, but I ain't stayin here *shudders* place gives me the creeps...all that damn stone...*she seems almost lost in her own world for a moment, then snaps back out* 'sides, I wouldn't give the 'warden' the satisfaction *she looks up at the clock her voice stating his thoughts* damn they're slow *she picks up the remote and starts flicking through channels looking for anything except damn soaps...she hated those things...she stops at the hick channel and throw the remote to the couch in frustration*

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He gave up the fight to push the beeoch offa the couch, staring at the TV, which still sported no new programming to watch. Reaching into to his pack, withdrawing the last precious smoke that it sported as well. ~*~ This place like totally sucks, dude.. We need a new pad. Er at least premium channels, I like sooo miss the Playboy specials.. ~*~ Lighting his smoke and tossing the match with half precision towards the ashtray. Glancing back to her, perhaps saying it only to irk her, but hey what were amigo's fer? He smirked at the thought as he reached for the controller which now laid between them. Eyeing the dough.. ~*~ Dude, can I like borrow a couple hundred? I need the new Turok 2000.. ~*~ knowing full and well that she wouldn't give him a cent more than the pizza money. Glancing at the TV Seeing a STUPID Arse show.. "Forgive and don't remember.... " He blinked as "Mother Bliss" asked if that next "Forgiv-ee" Would be BEHIND THAT DOOR.." ~*~ Dude.. this is like.. whacked.

~ROCKY~
~She takes a long pull on her cigarette, blowing the smoke in his direction~ What the hell have I been saying about this dive? This place has always sucked ~She takes the final drag off the smoke, crushing the butt out between her finger before haphazardly tossing it towards the ashtray on the table~ So you can get you self-fulfilled jollies? ~a smirk crosses her face~ not like your going to get it any other way ~she shakes her head as she glances at the $50 laying on the table~ can't watch it, so you planning on buying it?

~MYRAID~
~*~ He grasped at his heart, acting oh so offended.. ~*~ Ouch.. score one fer the beeoch.. ~*~ A momentary pause and a commercial break, he glanced back towards her with a very self assured smirk replaced upon his lips. ~*~ How the hell you know I pull my sausage? You been watchin' to get a piece of the meat? .. ~*~ Shaking his head and wiping away fake tears before glancing back towards her.. ~*~ Yer like a real sick Mo Fo.. you know that right? Didn't yer mom ever teach you manners? She raised ya ta like, talk like some over testostronised biker dude? Geeze.. ~*~ Still a very light playful tone to his words, as he took a drag though his smile. ~*~

~ROCKY~
Not like anyone else would want to touch you ~She pulls a new pack out of her pocket, making more noise than necessary removing and crumpling the wrapping~ For christmas I might even buy you a magnifying glass so you can actually find it ~A smoke pauses momentarily mid-way to her lips..a strange almost haunted look only briefly visible in her eyes for the barest of moments~ What? afraid I got bigger balls than you? ~ The smoke continues its journey, her hand bringing a lit match up so quick the flame threatens to extinguish

~MYRAID~
~*~ He glanced back towards her, taking yer another drag of him smoke. The whole room now had a steady haze. He watched her for a moment, the pointing with his smoke, another exhale.. ~*~ You know that's not a bad gift idea.. you know... as long as yer the beeoch lookin' fer me... heh ~*~ He smirked and rose a brow.. ~*~ Now.. Rochelle... I'ma wondering if you think you have bigger balls than me... Cause if ya do I'd like worry.. ~*~ Taking a long than standing up.. ~*~ But since you like has a fetish with my piece now.. if ya REALLY wanna see.. ~*~ Making like he was gonna unfasten his belt before blushing mildly. Wasn't his style, his way to brag about anything like that. But she was.. well pressing it. He hesitated and sat back down, not even glancin' at her.. gazin' at the TV. ~*~ Dude.. this pizza is like takin ferever eh 'Chelle.?

~ROCKY~
~She takes a deep drag, almost choking as she fights not to laugh at him~ why the hell would I want to see that microscopic twizzle stick? A gnat would be more interesting ~The match gets carelessly thrown in the direction of the previous butt~ I KNOW I got bigger balls than you...but then ~shrug~ anything does ~She raises an eyebrow as he stands, her direct gaze challenging...daring him to do it....an amused smirk crossing her face as he quickly sits down~ Who's got the balls? ~A full pack of smokes suddenly whizzes with deadly force, aimed directly for his head....her eyes and voice both ice cold~ Don't call me that

~MYRAID~
~*~ He eyed her as she spoke, underneath his breath, ~*~ Yeah my "twizzle stick" Would stir you up. ~*~ Mostly ignoring her as he watched the TV.. muttering, mocking her voice ~*~ Anything does.. ~*~ Flipping though the channels half way before saying before the pack was thrown,.. ~*~ Dude you got balls, I'm mother Teressa.. ~*~ Then seeing from the corner of his eye, a blunt object, /flying/ towards him. Blinking and turning just in time to watch it sail towards him. Blinking as it landed smack in the middle of his forehead. Blinking before the pain registered really.. damn that beeoch had a great pitching arm. Stunned there for a minute before saying near softly.. ~*~ You..threw.. a pack of smokes.. at.. my head... dude.. ~*~ Then it began to sting. Blinkng and crying out.. ~*~ You beeoch what was THAT For?! ~*~ Standing, tossing his smoke towards her, rubbing the growing welt.. damn beooch, it hurt! ~*~ What the ... ~*~ Glaring at her.. she was cold ice cold. SOMETHING he said pissed her off. Royally. Blinking as he continued to rub, saying ow ever so often, seeming 'oh so wounded'. Sulking a bit before plopping back, far far away from her. He perhaps thought she changed just a bit. No she was still the rock hard beooch Geoff warned her about. Snatching the smokes then and pocketing them.. trying to smile though utter confusion ~*~ Uh.. thanks

~ROCKY~
~Her expression does not change as she watches him rub the growing welt...she hadn't really meant for it to contact that hard, she had just reacted...instinctively...noone called her that, not anymore..that was the past... part of a painful past...dead, maybe not quite buried, but long gone~ Yeah, I threw a damn pack...what about it? ~Her voice doesn't hold quite the same chill, but its still there.....she takes another drag off her smoke, her gaze focused on the TV..it was now some soap thingy or other..someone was sleeping with their wifes twin sister..and man was she ugly~ When the hell'd you order that damn pizza?

~MYRAID~
~*~ He glanced at her, a bit of spite weaved in and out of his tone, ~*~ When I called them okay? ~*~ He watched then the soaps switch and show someone who was possessed with a demonic brain tumor. Groaning.. and flipping the station. Still managing to rub his head a few times before trying to forget it. He glanced at the time when the door-bell FINALLY Rang. Snatching the 50, not saying much anything else. His pride hurt more than anything. No doubt she still viewed him as -weak-. He shrugged it off and wandered towards the door handing over the money, a voice trailing down the hall. ~*~ Look take the 50, it's all I have.. HELL NO I ain't giving you a tip, yer like soo late.. See this this? Dude I wasn't this skinny 5 hours ago when I ordered this damned thing. Screw you too arse.. dude.. ~*~ He stomped back though the hall with their deluxe pizza. Tossing her the change without much of a second glance. He grabbed and attacked the pizza, then asking with his mouth half full. ~*~ Why the fhell didf fou throw ~*~ Glup slurp swallow ~*~ that at me anyway? PMSing?

~ROCKY~
~She remains focused on the TV, ignoring his reply..not really caring.... the suddenness of the doorbell startles her, she sits up as she hears him arguing with the delivery boy...like she really cared what happened to the cash...she could easily get more..~ Excellent! we got food! finally! ~a startled look briefly crosses her face as he tosses her the change, she figured that he would just keep it...no skin off her back....lets most oof the change fall on the couch around her, grabbing a few bills and tossing them carelessly onto the table for whoever wanted them...She leans forward snatching a piece, cramming it into her mouth ...she looks over at him, an eyebrow raised...he really doesn't know? but then..why should he?* You really want to know?

~ROCKY~
~*~ He shrugged and took another huge bite. Cramming more pizza than what belonged in his face. ~*~ Hmuf gurpf and nurmf.. ~*~ He swallowed without chewing really, blinking back then saying, gasping. ~*~ Yeah, sure, like enlighten me.. ~*~ He took another huge bite, then managing to toss her pack back towards her. Lightly. He didn't want her more pissed than she was on a regular basis. Tilting his head in mild confusion. She was actually gonna tell him? She didn't really want to tell him.. did she? ~*~

~ROCKY~
*she takes another large bite, fitting a little less in her mouth than he..at least her face wasn't threatening to explode with each bite, and she didn't have sauce sitting on her chin like a big zit....she hesitates, why the hell did she have to ask?..not that she really expected him to respond...she had sort of hoped that he would be too preoccupied with the food* Just don't call me Chelle again...* The words quietly, but quickly blurted out between bites, not something she really wants to bring up, but...she started it*

~MYRAID~
~*~ He said not pressing the point further.. ~*~ Fine, don't tell me. I won't call you "Chelle" Anymore.. ~*~ Muttering between bites of his second piece.. ~*~ Here I thought it was something -big-.. ~*~ Shaking his head a bit and smiling. Grabbing for the next piece already. Glancing towards her trying to whirl up a conversation. ~*~ So like..~*~ Gulp swallow ~*~ You have a guy toy.. that ~*~ Chomp chew ~*~ Has bigger balls than you? ~*~ Chrunch swallow ~*~ Cause here I thought you were a girl.. all this time..

~ROCKY~
Good ~She grabs another piece, keeping pace with him, piece for piece~ Why you want to know? ~She takes the final drag of the smoke, pinching it out with her fingers and tossing it at the ashtray~ Afraid someones more manly than you? *she takes a bite, talking around the mouthful* Oops! I forgot we already covered that topic...everyone is

~MYRAID~
~*~ He blinked back at her smirking though the mountains of cheese and jalepanios. He hated those things, but hell he was too hungry to even taste them. Blinking them as he noticed. ~*~ THAT SHITE Fergot our Sode! Dude, .. He is so dead when I see him next, the stupid.. ~*~ Blinking back towards her a bigger grin spreading over his pizza stained lips. ~*~ You don't have a man.. prolly explains why you are in the eternally total BAD mood.. .. yer just pissed you can't get any.. and with your 'tude.. ~*~ Rolling his eyes.. ~*~ I can't ever figure out /why/. ~*~ Saying to himself more than anything really. ~*~ You just need a /real/ man.. ~*~ Glancing back, in one of those few moments of clarity, and sincerity.. he tilted his head. ~*~ Why /are/ you such a beooch anyway? I mean I like never did /anything/ to you sides calling you ~*~ Making a face ~*~ /Chelle/.. ~*~ Rambling almost now, as if to cover his sincerity.. only to fail in a way~*~ Though I can see why you don't like it. it's soo.. well. not you.. ~*~ Covering /that/ up with a quick. ~*~ Chelle is like a name fer polite girls who are sweet.. yer more of a.. Mildred.. er a you know Rocky Stone cold beooch..~*~ He nodded smiling, gulping more down, speaking a mile a minute. His accent shining though brilliantly as he spoke faster, the true Cali tongue. ~*~ But that still wouldn't explain totally /why/ yer sucha beooch ta me..

~ROCKY~
Hey! your right...F***'n A-hole did forget the damn pop....*shrugs* oh well, I can handle the peppers *EG* even if you can't *she takes another bite, slowing down only a little in her pizza consumption* A 'real' man? *chuckles* Do any exist? *She glares as he uses that name* I'm a b**** to you 'cause you usually deserve it *She mumbles around another bite* Mildred? Where the hell did you dig that one up *She grabs a pillow from behind her and flings it at him*

~MYRAID~
~*~ He smirked.. then said as if he was offended ~*~ Hey.. I'm a real man.. ~*~ Glancing back towards the hall seeing perhaps if he left the soda there.. grumbling. ~*~ The jerk prolly charged us fer it too.. what a dickhead.. ~*~ Ducking, allowing the pillow to sail over his head and topple the lamp behind him. Blinking back and smiling. Giving a thumbs up sign. ~*~ Nice shot.. and I don't deserve it.. You know half the time I'm totally joshin' ya anyhow.. and Mildred used to be M'aunt's name. you know.. my mom's sister. ~*~ He shrugged and took another bite to quench more hunger. ~*~ She had an attitude, cause see My uncle was totally cheating on her, see why I figured you were a beooch.. because you don't get any.. ~*~ Realising he was prolly in a deadly zone with the topic suddenly covering his arse, forgetting a partial image. ~*~ Not that you /couldn't/ I mean yer nice lookin', a bit of a beooch but nice. ~*~ Ducking praying that nothing was going to fly towards him this time. ~*~ We should go to the damned parlor and like get our sode...

~ROCKY~
Probably kept it for himself ~shrugs~ I would ~she pauses mid bite, a sarcastic eyebrow raised before finishing the bite~ You're a man? would have fooled me your aunt mildred was probably a B**** because of the name....anyone would be ~she just blinks..what the hell was that!~ Thanks....I think ~she shakes her head in confusion, then grasps the other topic~Why you so obsessed over the damn pop? If ya want we can go down ~shrugs~ makes no diff

~MYRAID~
~*~ He nodded shrugging ~*~ Yer welcome... kinda.. and I AM A man.. .. ~*~ Standing grabbing some of the pizza for the road. Glancing back at her .. ~*~ See yer problem is you have a whacked sense of justice. we paid fer that damned sode.. /paid/ fer it okee? So like I want it.. And I'm gonna get that punk arsed kid FIRED.. stupid prick. ~*~ Then grabbing her by the arm, smirking.. trying to drag her up. Winking then ~*~ Meebee if yer nice I can show you how much a /man/ I can be.. ~*~ He managed a chuckle and shook his head. He wouldn't be caught /dead/ with her.. well meebee not dead.. but close to. Thinking of this he shuddered~*~ Nevermind.. ferget it.. comeon lets'go.. get out damned sode.. ~*~ Shoving one of the pieces of pizza he grabbed into his mouth. ~*~

~ROCKY~
Weeeellll, it's not as if it was exactly hard-earned cash..~shrugs~ you know easy come, easy go ~She allows herself to be pulled up~ really? ~trying not to laugh, or shiver with revulsion..she plays into it, moving closer* Is that a promise? ~She steps away before he even has time to react..there is no way she wants to lead him on...ugh...she's never liked that skinny stick type... especially someone like him~ So wheres this damn parlour? ~She starts to reach for a piece~ Damn! you took the last one!

~MYRAID~
~*~ He blinked and stepped back blinking as Geoff walked by at that very moment. Blinking and waving his hands, but she stopped. He blinked and he kinda shrugged as Geoff made a decreet gagging noise. He shook his head wide eyes glaring back at her.. then saying.. ~*~ dude.. don't.. ~*~ Shuddering ~*~ do that again. ~*~ He glanced back as Geoff was outta sight. Glancing towards the door. ~*~ The parlor is like only a block away from The Mall.. makes me wonder why the prick took so damned long /getting/ here.. he is so canned.. ~*~ He then wandered towards the door near dragging her along. Partially in hopes that she'd back him up if there was a confrontation. The other half, just to have company there. ~*~

~ROCKY~
~she stands back laughing~ now....we are even ~She had caught sight of Geoff...that was priceless, Gild would ride his ass for days, maybe even weeks....that outta be good~ Only a block? why the f*** did you call then, why the hell didn't you go get it you, you lazy ass

~MYRAID~
~*~ He blinked and smiled, heading down the street. ~*~ Well I didn't want to go to the parlor because well I didn't want to walk! And even for WHAT? calling you Mildred?! ~*~ He smirked just a little before reaching into his pocket and retiving /her/ smokes. Taking one and sighing. ~*~ Why can't you smoke REAL Cigarettes.. what the hell are these?~*~ Glancing at the pack only to realise they were the same brand he was sucking down earlier. HOPING she didn't pick up on that... and tossing the pack back to her and lighting his smoke with the mutilated matches, the last mutilated match and attempting to light it. Succeeding and smiling near triumphantly. He stretched... and blinked back towards her.. to see perhaps if she did notice that fact. ~*~

~ROCKY~
Lazy ass ain't ya? *She catches the pack and slides them into a pocket* They aren't real smokes eh? what do you smoke, menthols? maybe we'll grab another pizza while wers're there...seeing as how someone snagged the last piece on me

~MYRIAD~
Me Lazy? ~*~he tried to act hurt, a grail and weak hand moving towards his tender and crushed heart* Man it's what I pride myself on.. ~*~He managed another smirk, and shifted his weight as he walked uncomfortably. Blinking back towards her and then taking an extremely long drag off his smoke~*~ Menthols, shite.. like dude only old ladies smoke those in their sunday rockers n'crap. you know? They taste worse than .. ~*~he shrugged~*~ not that I have tasted jiz, but you might be proficent in that area? ~*~he moved /hopefully/ out of striking distance and smirked again. Scratching his head then his belly, keeping a weary eye on the beeoch~*~

~ROCKY~
*she rolls her eyes and shakes her head* I'm surprised you don't have your doubles carry you. *she takes the final drag off her smoke and flicks the butt at him* If ya ain't tried it, how do ya know its worse?

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He shuddered again in mock fear as a smoke butt sailed past him, smirking down at her, ~*~ Nice aim... And I did have the misfortune to try one like once, I was at My friend Kris' house, like forever ago right, and we Just got into the smokin' scene.. and ~*~looking back towards her~*~ We wanted to look like soooo damned cool at the beach when we had our boards, dude he didn't even know how to stand upright on one let alone surf right? So like there we were borrowing a few bucks from his grandma.. like he only lived with his g-parent's right? House hadda real funny smell, but it was all cool, but we gaffeled Her menthols, the things were like so raunchy that we tossed them at the beach, now like some shark is out there havin' a nit fit er somethin'.. ~*~ Putting his hands in his pockets, mostly telling to story to remind himself there was such a thing as a normal life /somewhere/. He glanced at the Pizza parlor that came into view ~*~ Man you know we were such rebels then...

~ROCKY~
Never tried 'em and I ain't planning on it either. The day I sink that low is the day I quit. I'd rather roll butts before taking one of those. *she wrinkles her nose in disgust* That is gross. *she catches sight of the parlour* excellent now we can get some serious eating done

~MYRIAD~
~*~ Rubbing his hands together smiling FULLY at more food. Though his stomach protested and said it was full, who KNEW the next time he would eat! He nearly ran to embrace the vision of loveliness, /Pizza Table/.. Smirking ~*~ You'll have to forgive me, I was young, misled to believe all cigarettes were the same... ~*~ Not really paying attention to his words before taking the last long drag and flicking the butt to the ground. And like The Mall always was, so were most businesses near it.. busy. Remembering the he was supposed to be pissed ~*~ Yeah they forgot our Sode.. like dude meebee we can bitch enough that they'd give us free shite? You think so? ~*~ Mocking a true gentleman then and bowing opening the door for her ~*~ You bitch to them though kay? You do it better.. ~*~ nodding and knowing if anything, one thing she was good at was bitching. ~*~

~ROCKY~
Go for it *she eyes him warily as she steps through the door* I don't know, you seem to whine pretty damn good *she looks around the room, breathing a sigh of relief as she recognises noone* I paid for the pizza, you go do the whining.....and while your at it get us another pizza, I'm starving

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He blinked at her stretching making sure no one saw him hold open the door for her, smiling at a few girls that were conglomerated at a table.. mouthing the words -she's my sister- as they giggled madly. Wandering over towards the menu, glancing back at her ~*~ I'm glad you think I am good for like.. something.. ~*~ Glancing at the Menu, nudging her ~*~ What'cha want on our free Pizza anyhoo? ~*~ Grabbing a few bread sticks from the salad bar near the registers ~*~ Same as we got last time er what?

~ROCKY~
yeah, you are definatly good at that, whining must be your one special talent...other than that freak shit *she looks up at the menu contemplating* sounds good, unless you want to throw on some banana peppers instead of the jalepenos *Her tone almost a challenge, daring you to try it...she looks down in disgust as her stomach grumbles* see what happens when you snag the last slice of pizza? I'm wasting away here *She grabs some breadsticks to quiet her noisy stomach...the line moves up and they are next in line, quietly she backs off..so she can watch a 'pro' try to whine his way into a free pizza*

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He cleared his throat, smiling at the small girl behind the counter, tilting his head reading her name tag.. -Becky- Smiling and leaning forward ~*~ Becky.. is it? You like have a manager or something? ~*~ waiting as she went to get the manager and this balding old trying to look executive guy sweeped out. Glancing up at Mark, which wasn't hard, the tall stick. He glanced over at the Manager and first very politely explained their situation ~*~ So I'd like my money back for walkin' all tha way down here, and like the Sode free.. screw that I want a refund on my mean man, cause like, I ain't supposed to even leave the house and shite... here she is like wasting away, having no sode, she is allergic to tap water right, and those Jal-ep-an-os are hot dude, that's just fuct.. ~*~ The manager politely explained he could not do that. Mark leaned back and nodded noting the jerk who delivered his Pizza enter though the back ~*~ That's the punk who id it and.. ~*~ Nearly then falling over the counter ~*~ See see? HA He's like sTILL Has m'sode dude.. this is fuct.. Gimme the number of YOUR boss dude I ain't putting up with this crap okay? Like.. ~*~ The manager looked at him then the forming line of angry and starving teenagers.. as he finally gave in. Mark smirked ~*~ Yeah man I'll take my refund Now, with Two sodes.. I ..can.. pay for the extra.. ~*~ A near challenge to the Manager who just shook his head and gritted his teeth ~*~ Okee righteous,, that's TWO 2 litres of Pepsi, and a large whatever I had with Bannana peppers not Jal-ep-pain-os again.. we'll just take our leave and sit over here.. right.. ~*~ Glancing at his name tag ~*~ Bill... ~*~ Glancing back at Becky and smiling saying then to her ~*~ Babes, like your boss can be such a dick... ~*~ She quickly hisde a smile as he wandered back towards Rocky bowing slightly ~*~ And that Queenie Beeoch is how it is done.. ~*~ Plopping into the nearest stall after snagging a few more bread-sticks ~*~

~ROCKY~
*She watches the entire transaction with suppressed amusement....when you turn your back the girl mouth the word 'jerk' and Rocky bursts out laughing....if only he knew, hell if she was feeling nasty she might even tell him, just to see his face.....as you get closer she does a mocking applause, the laughter still ringing from her lips* that was priceless *She reaches over and quickly swipes a breadstick form him* I'm allergic to tap water eh? thats a new one

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He rose a brow and smirked trying to grab the bread-stick back.. then gave up, looking over to 'Bill' As he 'Personally' was overseeing their pizza ~*~Honestly I wouldn't be suprised like if he spit in it.. yeah I learned that one from Kris too ~*~ Shrugging ~*~ He was allergic to tap water the chemicals in it or something.. ~*~ Lying out his ass, but he didn't care.. But leaning over the table winking, past her to the same group of girls, waving.. as they giggled, blinking back towards her ~*~ I have to keep my groupies satisfied ~*~ Near laughing before he slunk back taking up the whole side of his stall. ~*~ Man free food, I should do that more often eh? ~*~ Glancing back as his stomach began to rumble a bit more.. ~*~ And as for that last piece shite, dude, I thought you skinny girls, you waify ones only ate things to only like regurgitate them you know? ~*~ Though he was clearly the thinner of the two he laughed a little again, then shook his head ~*~ You have another smoke.. I'll repay ya as soon as I can geet to tha store

~ROCKY~
Well if he does, then that's your piece *she looks over at the girls then back at him trying not to laugh* your groupies eh? which one ya like? *she pulls out her smokes and lights one, before tossing you the pack* Yeah sure ya will *Sarcasm dripping from the words*

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He looked at them, smiling and gazing, There was a cute brunette, a blonde, each a touch to thin. He shrugged ~*~ They are all do-able, but none I'd like.. LIKE you know.. ~*~ He offered a simple shrug as he caught the pack, taking a smoke, and lighting it after snatching hers to do it ~*~ I'd like something.. I could old you know.. a conversation with... not just a buncha hot-air that /looks/ pretty.... though ~*~ Taking a long drag and smiling ~*~ pretty is pretty nice! ~*~ He smiled looking back and waving to 'Bill' Who tried not to roll his eyes. He was a little shite and knew it ~*~ Like you know..I was at the mall, and started a fight because some bimbo was trying to hang all over me ~*~ He actually wasn't lying folks... weird eh? ~*~ And well I think it was her brother I pissed off by telling her like I didn't want her loose ole hole er somethin'.. like ~*~ He looked back at them and shrugged ~*~ None I guess, but as I said ~*~ Giving a little wave with a cheesy grin ~*~ Gotta keep the groupies satisfied,

~ROCKY~
*She shakes her head* ya know...your weird *she snags her cancer stick back and takes a drag* most guys want tits and a face *She looks you over* you like gay or something? *she highly doubts it, but just his reaction might be worth it* 'cause only ones I ever know that said that were real fruit loops *mischief dances in her eyes as she chuckles..this outta get a good reaction* or maybe thats why you and Geof are buds

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He smirked back towards her, he played this game, saying in his airiest voice ~*~ Yes you know it girlfriend ~*~ Snapping his fingers ~*~ The only reason I hang around that dreamy hunk is for his tight ass.. ~*~ Shaking his head and smiling from underneath a drag, before blowing the smoke in her face. ~*~ I am not sayin' like I wouldn't like tits, and a face, but unless they come in a complete package, it ain't anything I am gonna waste a whole lotta time on. ~*~ He turned to his side glancing at her his voice light again ~*~ You think my ass looks too big in these Rochelle? Like I think I am totally bloated.. oh'mi'gawd.. ~*~ Smirking then almost to see her reaction but then set before them was the messiah of all things.. free grub... and Two.. 2 litres.. cups ice straws.. a tear jerking display.. PLATES!! He nearly choked and looked up as Bill served them ~*~ Thank ya man.. this is like.. beautiful..

~ROCKY~
*for a second she just stares then she bursts out laughing as she suddenly gets a picture of you running around in hot pink lycra shorts and a low cut flowered shirt* oh man *Tears start running down her face..he was funny, but the image in her head was even funnier especially when it started prancing around in thigh highs...she's still laughing when you blow smoke at her and she starts to cough...she finally regains control just as the pizza and Pepsis are delivered.* I always thought geoff looked like the victoria secret type *S* you two share teddys?

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He gaffled a piece of pizza and gave her a flat look, with half of his mouth full managed to nod ~*~ Yeah man, Nice red and neon pink ones.. like dude.. He still has my fishnet stockings ~*~ Sulking a bit and smirking, finally smiling. She was laughing, near honestly.. it was kinda of a nice change of pace form her rude bitcheioness. He shrugged,, ~*~ The worst is getting your nuts to like totally stay in those thong g-string get-ups.. those are the worst.. ~*~ Leaning forward ~*~ And just between you and me Geoff is more of the leather and chains Type.. ~*~ His voice sill femme, but his mouth full of pizza. Pulling a sting of cheese off the slice then before grabbing a 2 litre and pouring some sode for him. ~*~ Dude this pizza is.. hot ~*~ looking towards her, the evil beeoch HADDA dare him ta put more peppers on..~*~

~ROCKY~
*She grabs a slice and stuffs it in her mouth, hardly even bothering to chew before she swallowed it* man this is good stuff *another slice pauses halfway to her mouth* really I always though of him as the satin and lace type...I thought you were more into chains *she takes a bite * hot? no way...it ain't anywhere near hot enough yet *She watches with amusement as you go for the pop already* too hot for ya?

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He nods.. and winks back at her ~*~ Yeah here I thought he'd be into lace too ~*~ Smirking and then inhaling the sode, ~*~ DAMN Yes this is hot shite.. what the hell do they put on this? ~*~ Drinking a few more gulps and shoving the rest into his mouth.. Shrugging then picking off the peppers ~*~ Nah I ain't gay .. hell ~*~ Shaking his head ~*~ I just don't want some bimbo, Believe it or not I /do/ have some standards.. ~*~ Shrugs* But if it's a one night stand thing.. ~*~ Glancing over her shoulder as the girls bubbled and giggled~*~ I guess the dark brunette

~ROCKY~
*She grabs your discarded peppers and piles them on her slice..she takes a bite and closes her eyes, almost in ecstasy, savouring the flavour* now that is perfect, that is how the peppers should be loaded *she looks over at the girls an almost evil smile on her lips as she debates having a little fun and embarrassing the hell out of him...naaah, I'll be good..for now*

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He rose a brow shoving another piece of pizza in his mouth ~*~ I see why you don't need a guy.. you have peppers... ~*~ Watching the girls get up, and walk past him, a few waving, one saying.. -Bye- Another dropping in his lap her phone number. He blinked and swallowed and waved, glancing at the napkin, the number was scrolled on. Glancing back towards them as they were out of view. Shrugging.. and shoving more food into his mouth, wiping the sauce with the napkin. His face contorting watching her pile on more peppers ~*~ Man you have a death wish or what?

~ROCKY~
If they can't stand the heat then they better get outta my way *She watches the girls get up and leave, chuckling as the one drops the napkin* Looks like the blond liked you, the brunette didn't seem to care too much *She finishes off the pepper laden piece with a sigh* death wish? why? just 'cause I like it hot?

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He shrugged glancing back towards the door a cheek full of pizza, swallowing before he tried to speak. ~*~ Yeah.. damned shame ~*~ He said half interested, Leaning back, slowing down his consumption, the food wasn't going anywhere.. Stretching a bit then taking another bite, after picking off a hidden pepper ~*~ Man Why not add a few chillies and like you know a whole bottle of Tabasco sauce.. and junk... ~*~ He slid back in the booth gulping more Sode, and looking at the TV perched in the corner of the room. ~*~ Man I'm missing my soaps

~ROCKY~
*L*Would it surprise you if I said I'd done it? *S* the hotter the better *she reaches over for the pop and pours herself a glass, she takes a sip, then reaches for another slice of pizza* your soaps? you watch that crap?

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He blinks pointing a free finger in her direction, though a bit busy stuffing a slice into his mouth. Chewing some and swallowing it mostly whole ~*~ I wouldn't put it past ya.. maybe that has something to do with I dunno like your temper or shite.. ~*~ Shrugging then blinking up towards her almost in shock ~*~ You mean you don't watch Days of our Hospital, or the General Restless? As the Planet turns? ! Yer the one who is wacked. Sheesh ~*~ Rolling his eyes looking totally serious ~*~ You see today we find out if like Mike's love child is really adopted and like a evil way to get back at like Jessica or not, and if Blaire faked her ceasure to get the insuance money, and THEN to top it all off, We find out if Erich's twin is really working in a government conspiriacy, or if it's him all along! And if he is sleeping with another man, and like dating Jessica! Then like on Days, we find out is Evan did kill Moressste's mother, and if like Jim's gonna ask her to marry him, that is if he can get past her father! Then to top it all of, like we find out on General if like Jeff really likes China, or is using her for her bod, and is really gay, and likes his best frien Matt... ~*~ Snickering making this all up of course.. Rolling his eyes and glancing back at her then saying ~*~ It's like.. a joke...

~ROCKY~
*She rolls her eyes and grabs another slice of pizza while you run through the soap speil, she crams half of it in her mouth just to keep from laughing at you and almost chokes herself in the process..she gulps down half a glass of pepsi, then rolls her eyes back at you* oh come on admit it...*she leans forward, like jerry springer about to wring a confession from someone* you are a closet soap addict..you sit there all day eating bon bons, and watching soaps while you bide time waiting for Oprah to come on

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He shakes his head leaning back , tosseling his red hair, blinking back towards her ~*~ Nah see you got it all wrong.. It's Joan Rivers I am waiting for.. Oprah doen't have any more beooch fights on her show.. ~*~ Smirking a bit before patting his belly, which is roaring at the feast. ~*~ Man maybe if I ate.. I wouldn't be a stick you know? Or like at least sometimes moved away fromthe TV.. er something ~*~ saying it mostly to himself.. living on Pickles and peanut butter, like a pregnate woman would, was not good for a yet STILL growing kid. Crossing his feet at his ankles glancing back to her reaching for his sode. ~*~ YO can I bum another smoke? I need to feed m'lungs to you know?

~ROCKY~
When ya gonna get your own? *She pulls out her pack and tosses one at you then grabs one for herself. she looks a the pack in disgust* Damn! I gotta get more too *she strikes a match, tossin gthe book to you as she lights her smoke* Joan sucks! Now Rosanne, she's got some good fights some of those rival the killball games

~MYRIAD~
~*~ Glancing towards her and blinking ~*~ You mean you actually watch that smut? It's like ever since Springer croaked.. everyone has been tryin' ta steal his act y'know? It totally bites. ~*~ Leaning back and picking up the smokes, and the matches and lighting one. Noting how EMPTY The pack was.. and tossing it back. ~*~ We can lift some er I mean purchase ~*~ Chuckling a bit tosseling his scruffy hair aside ~*~ next door at Cigerettes Cheaper.. I've been praticing me five finger discount.. ~*~ Taking another piece of pizza shoving it near whole in his face peppers and all then chewing. Flicking his smoke's ashes, then inhaling again. ~*~ Man.. full, got smokes, dude, I could die a happy man.. ~*~ Leaning back further, near laying down int he stall, closing his eyes. Seeming as if noting could be more right with the world. ~*~ Y'know for being the beooch you were, yer pretty cool when you get free food

~ROCKY~
*she shrugs* nothin else on at 3:30 in the morning, not unless your into hicks and knives *She looks at you skeptically* You? *chuckles* better leave it to the professionals *she leans forward conspiratorily* I'll give ya a little tip..don't even attempt someplace like Cigs Cheaper, 'less ya know what your doin...they watch ya like a hawk in there, expectin ya to take something...try a grocery store first *she takes a drag off her smoke and finishes off the last of her pizza then looks at you, perfectly mimicking your actions and tone* Y'know for being a loud mouthed kid, yer not too bad when ya got food in yer mouth *she takes another drag off her smoke...it actually ain't so bad just hanging out, been a while since I've done that...a loong while...noone to 'hang' with though...everyone expects something...she looks over at him..'least him its only smokes*

~MYRIAD~
~*~ Leaning forward eyes wide almost in shock, so okay they had more in common than smoking, and yes it was the same bran ~*~ Duuuude you've seen the hicks with knives? M'n'Sonic were totally rackn' on them.. man.. what freaks, and thought that the purplr haired mime was bad.. ~*~ Shaking his head and blinking back towards her ~*~ I tried the marts, man they lock UP Their smokes and shite.. you know? And who is a kid? ~*~ Taking PRIDE in being loud mouthed. Smirking at that too. Not really knowing then why he had given her such a hard time before, then remembering, yeah she was a bitch, but beyond that.. she wasn't that bad. Of course he'd have to tell Geoof she put out or SOMETHING for hanging out with her.. Thinking about that for a moment glancing towards his smoke, then again why bother? He'd just tell geoff if he asked that she was pretty cool when she didn't have something to prove... kinda. Blinking then towards the door. As a new gaggle of girls walked in, eyeing them and waving shamelessly, as they giggled. Leaning towards her and saying ~*~ Shite dude they're all the same... ~*~ Waving again, winking to the blonde as she pointed and started gossiping about her friends.. trying not to roll his eyes ~*~ Yo Roch' you chomp the last piece and like, let's split.. m'groupies are back

~ROCKY~
the hick with knives is whacked, seems anyone can go on TV these days *shakes her head* didn't see the mime though..think I would have broken the set before I would subject myself to a mime *seh chuckles and shakes her head* Man, you are a kid, they only ever use the cheap crappy locks...you can pick up a key for them almost anywhere, they're all the same *shrugs* or you can pick 'em pretty much depends on your preffered method.... who ya been learnin' from that ain't taught you the basics? *she sighs loudly as she watches the girls enter then grabs the last slice* your groupies? you really got an ego thing goin' ya know? *she chugs back the last of her pepsi and polishes off the pizza*

~MYRIAD~
~*~ Blinking towards her and nodding slowly ~*~ Yeah m'groupies, and like it's not an ego.. it's so the truth ~*~ Rolling his eyes then, sliding off the seat lazily, Smirking and grabbing the girls' napkin, the one the other blonde left her number on. Walking then glancing towards Rochelle and winking. Standing then placing on his best /basful/ act, while straightening out the napkin, and wandering towards the brunette, and then sheepishly handing it to her, even adding in a small blush. Waving to Rohelle then and nodding towards her talking to the brunette. Finally waving good bye to her and towards the door, waving for Rochelle to follow. ~*~

~ROCKY~
she sits there chuckling as she watches him and his 'groupies'..she could easily relieve him of that 'burden' ..one scowl from her would probably chase the whole group off...but nahhh, she won't, she's actually in a good mood..it has been a long time since she actually laughed, actually enjoyed herself, even relaxed....ever since her old gang broke up she'd been on guard..trouble always seemed to track her down, she probably invited it, but it had no probs following her... only this time it didn't, today was pretty good...she looks up at him with feigned shock as he waves for her to follow then with a shrug heads to the door* what was up with that? *gesturing towards the table of girls*

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He leaned his head back on his hands and smirked at her. he was enjoying himself as well, smokin' talkin' and eatin'. Mostly enjoying the eatin' part of the whole thing. ~*~ That was me giving the brunette the blonde's number, with a hundred promises to call 'me' . ~*~ He smirked and took another long drag before glancing back towards her ~*~ Gotta love those pratical jokes, so where are we gonna /buy/ our smokes? ~*~ Mocking a bow towards her, not missing a step ~*~ Great and wise dudette of the theft.. ~*~ Looking at the night life of the city and breating it all in saying quickly, of-handed ~*~ Dude, shite like this makes me miss So. Cal sometimes you knoe? Like the night-life.. ME life ~*~ Eyes growing wide with that, then a shrug ~*~ You know riots, smog, killings, like beating up on Mickey mouse in the Disneyland Parkin' lot and shite

~ROCKY~
Hang with me a while and you'll see that and more *she drags the last ember off of her fading smoke before discarding it down a sewer drain* trouble has a tendency to pop up around me *the words pop out unbidden, filled with scorn.....she pauses for a brief second then covers it with an almost too cheery tone* after all troubles my middle name ...*she looks at you for a second then shrugs* I dunno if I want a rookie on the job

~MYRIAD~
~*~He chuckled scratching his head then pointing with his cigerette and saying~*~ You know it's like better than Gerturde er something, Duuude ~*~ Pausing only to wave at a pal of his from the arcade. Then letting his eyes travel past her as he looked at the Kuickie-Mart with a grin~*~ So oh wise master, you snatch I distract, ~*~ Almost a challenge to his words, as he simply hopped up the curb, not bothering to extinguish his smoke, calling back to no one really, his voice still light ~*~ Distraction is my middle name ~*~ He simply walked to the swinging doors of the Kuickie mart, eyeing the display of smokes near the reg, and then the clerk, WHO DID mention something about his smoke. He paused and looked at it and shrugged ~*~ nah man don't worry I won't ash it in here, duuuude ALL RIGHT Slushies! ~*~ Walking towards the slushiee machine and grabbing a cup 'Accidently' Allowing several to crash down after it. Blinking then saying ~*~ Nah dude you just like ring and I'll clean the mess and shite ~*~ Simply picking up the cups and placing them /back/ into the holder and smirkin beneath his bangs, then going down sampling each of the flavors, before making a massive combo of them all. ~*~

~ROCKY~
I should let ya make a fool outta yourself *she mutters as she watches him saunter into the mart...she watches for a while through the glass doors before shaking her head and walking in..the clerk turns towards the door as it opens then returns his attention back to Mark as she starts walking up the aisle towards him..as she walks by the smoke display she snags a pack* What the hell is taking you so long? thought you were....*She stops and stares at you a smirk crossing her face as she watches you picking the cups off the floor* you look good down there...maybe you should try it more often....*she shakes her head as she looks at you sampling the slurpees..* man, can't you decide on a flavour *she winces as you mix bannanna/mangoe with bubblegum* that is just gross...how can you drink that?

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He looked back towards her shrugging and then grasping for a pack of gum at the reg, and knocking over the display. His eyes wide his hands reaching for it as he scrambled to reach the falling tower of gum. Calculating it just out of his grasp, as it fell upon the cashier. Taking a drag of his smoke, and a sip of she slurpiee and saying ~*~Geeze dude I am sorry about that, like.. you okay and junk? Lemme help ~*~ Reaching behind him and nabbing some gum off a the counter, and sucessfully knocking off more. Looking helpless as then the cashier just screamed for him to get out. He blinked and shrugged ~*~ Like fine dude, I'm gone.. try ta help someone in need and like I get this shite I swear, Come-on Gerrty, let's blow outta here, ~*~ Sighing as he simply left, nabbing a few packs for himself as the boy ducked behind the counter to grab the gum. ~*~ Keep the change ass-hole.. shite ~*~ Looking to his hand . he even scored a slushiee outta the deal. He shrugged and tossed it in the garbage as they walked past it, glancing at her, and then walking a few paces in silence ~*~ Man I hated it like when punk assed kids like me used ta do that shite to me when I worked at the Mall in Main Place, sucked..

~ROCKY~
*She rolls her eyes and chuckles at your idiotic distraction scam but uses it to grab herself another pack* You're a Leonard...you know that? A clutzy one at that *She puts her hands up* Leave the guy alone...you've caused enough probs in here *She is still shaking her head and laughing when you get outside* Man, that is the lamest ass shit I have ever seen..*She watches you toss the slurpee, grateful that even your taste wasn't THAT bad* Mr."Distraction is my middle name" maybe you should change it to circus act..That guy knows the crap you were pulling...or he will if he thinks about it for two secs..or were you so stupid you didn't realize what was going on when you worked

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He pointed at her and shrugged. ~*~ Yo' At least it worked, you don't have to be sly, or even you know like half way sly, I mean shite He was a moron if you like think about it, geeze, workin' at like a quickie Mart and some shite. ~*~ Pulling a pack from his pocket and tossing it to her and winking ~*~ Dude Gerrty, told ya I'd pay ya back. ~*~ He walked for a moment looking back ~*~ Damn shoulda grabbed a lighter too, shite man, ~*~ Then tossing the old smoke and starting a new, nothing like chain smoking to start your engine. Slowly walking as he watched the reflections of blue and red lights over the street. Shrugging at first and thinking nothing of it and lighing his smoke, turning towards her ~*~ Man unsafe town and junk, look tha man is out'n'about and like, shite, who knows the freaks that roam the streets. ~*~ Finally taking a drag off his hard-earned reward saying then ~*~ Leo de'capitated, glad ya think like so lowly of me...

~ROCKY~
no..not sly...just not so obvious *she catches the pack midair and opens it,pulling out a smoke* a moron eh? didn't you just say you used to work at a place like that? *She pulls out a book of matches, lights up then tosses the book at you* Keep it, I got more....And whats with this Gerty cra.. *She tenses mid sentence as she catches the red and blue reflection..cops made her nervous, even when she'd done nothing..they just liked to hassle kids...maybe its nothing * Come on down here, we'll take a short cut *she casually turns down a side alley, hoping that he gets the hint and follows*

~MYRIAD~
~*~ Hurt then, or mock hurt ~*~ Babes I would neveah be caught dead in a place like that.. I ~*~ More prestegious air ~*~ Worked at a video store. ~*~ Blinking as the lights stopped at the Quick-e Mart, smiling over towards her and saying ~*~ Hope this is a like.. good, dark, and unoticable short-cut, cause like I think those cops ~*~ Casually turning aournd the corner and glancing back once ~*~ Are admirin' my handi-work.. dude. ~*~ Looking at her and nodding ~*~ Yeah meebee less obvious would be like... better er something. ~*~ Glancing back once to see the kid from the store pointing in their direction, and then he kept walking outta view, then turning ta her, and smiling, almost reveling in the mischief, ~*~ You good at Runnin'? ~*~ Dropping his smoke, and placing the matches into his pocket. This proceeded to be an eventful night.. ~*~

~ROCKY~
Oh yeah *Takes a long drag off her smoke* that is soooo much better *She forcefully grabs your shirt to keep you from turning back* Never look back...if they catch ya looking that just proves to the cops that the dude is right. *she increases her pace..every muscles in her body tense, she listens closely for the sound of footsteps or a vehicle* and don't run..never run, not until they are on your ass...cops see a runner and they are like a dog...they just have to give chase

~MYRIAD~
~*~ Shrugging and quickening his pace, swatting her hand from his shirt, ~*~ Like you dragging me isn't totally inconpicious, dude, We're outta view I say we jet, like.. now ~*~ Glancing back again as he followed her, seeing the reflection of the red and blues again and looked towards her, shrugging ~*~ So he didn't buy my act, like is everyone a critic? ~*~ He then brushed his hair away from his face, and looked towards the street they were going down ~*~ I sure as like hope you know where tha hell we're going! ~*~ His pace quickened a bit as he noticed the lights getting that much brighter. ~*~

~ROCKY~
Not quite as obvious as you looking *She looks over at you, a perfectly calm expression on her face* relax..take it easy *She listens for the crunch of gravel under tires as the cop begins his turn down the alley..a sure sign that they are going to follow* I used to know this part of town pretty good, my name is now mud around here however so I don't expect to be getting too much help from anyone, noone will tell me whats changed. This is actually a dead end alley, got a trick at the end though one of the walls is a fake..we can climb through it and get out.*In a soft aside to herself* I hope

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He blinked towards the alley and slowed his pace,a smirk upon his face and said quietly ~*~ I hope you are right, cause like dude, the cops around here /despise/ me.. gee I can't figure out why ~*~ He scratched his head and tosseled his hair back and tried to calm his pulse as the lights got brighter, and the spot-light flpped on. Grounding his sneakers into the gravel a bit and then turning around and shelding his eyes from the light. To continue walking, looking around as if trying to figure out gee who in the world could they be looking for.... ~*~ So Rochelle, this has been an interesting date, should make ya buy me pizza more often... dude, ~*~ After thoughts were always the best as he sighed, saying ~*~ Shouldda made a cole fer it, running down the main street, like why do you always think of these things like afterwards?!

~ROCKY~
hindsight is always perfect...too bad ya ain't got that tele....whatever crap, that lets ya know the future.....Damn! *she curses as she hears the tires cut onto gravel* this is not good. Run for it! *She half drags him off his feet as she barrels down the alley dodging beer cases and broken glass with the ease of long familiarity... She listens behind her for his footsteps, praying that he doesn't mistep and trip up....she can now hear the low meaty rumble of the police car as it closes in....luckily they are now at the messy end, it will take him a while to dodge the garbage..* Damn! Assholes! *she comes to a complete stop at what used to be the end of the alley, it now takes a right turn and continues on for an eternity..she looks back over her shoulder at the approaching cop, then continues up towards the new alleyway*

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He then taking her cue, of course suprisingly very fast for the lazy old sloth. In fact he bolted, easily pacing her down, and not wanting to add too much space between them slowed his pace, turning his head, beaming. Almost reveling in the adventure. ~~* Trouble sure follows you ~*~ Dodging the garbage and crap that littered the streets, a bit of distaste as he tsked, then saying ~*~ Like thank gawd they don't believe in recycling... ~*~ Hurtling over a garbage can, kicking it back in the alley, hoping that it woud slow somethig down, as if the tons of cardboard and glass wouldn't Hearing then the cop-car rumble though a bit of that as he sighed, pushing over another. ~*~ Lovely decor around here.. remind me to like get ahold of their decorator, ~*~ Serious in a time like this, hardly not. He smirked then as he noted the Alley's end.. glancing towards her, and back the the dead-end thinking the same thoughts perhaps -PLEASE let there be a way out.. ~*~

~ROCKY~
*They round another corner and up ahead she spots, at the end, a boarded up old fence, she signals you to stay back while she sprints ahead and half climbs it* Damn just an open field...he'll spot us in a sec. *with a sigh she jumps off the fence and looks around* I got an idea...take off your jacket *She strips off her jacket and runs back to the fence while emptying the pockets into her jeans...She rips the jacket, and wedges it on the fence so it looks as if it stuck when she jumped* thats part one...now part two *she runs back to you throws your jacket just inside a large cardboard box and puts her baseball cap on your head* Run with me on this one *she runs one dirt grimed hand down the side of your neck while she runs one down her face..the lights are just being reflected around the corner as she grabs you and drags you down half inside the cardboard box with her* Welcome home *G* we're street kids

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He blinks as she just does as she does, Nodding saying then ~*~ Nice thinkin'.. ~*~ Almost ewing as he got..whatever that grime was composed of all over his neck. Smiling, saying ~*~ How do I look? ~*~ Right before being pulled into a card-board box, blinking towards her and smirking ~*~ Well not the most romatic of atmospheres, but like, it'll do, ~*~ Teasing and hushing as the cops stopped their car, and adjusted their light towards the fence, he whispered then, just above the engine noise to her, ~*~ I'll have'ta'get you a new jacket, ~*~ He then closed his eyes as they neared, shining the light towards the box and he just instinctvly turned away as if he were asleep. Holding his breath as they clamoured over to the fence, and peered with their flash-lights to the field. Motioning towards his partner then to pull he car back, and saying ~*~ We'll run by 6th street, seems they took the field, never seen kids run that fast the little shits. ~*~ Then sweeping the light over the box again and saying ~*~ Bums, ~*~ Before returning to the car. A long hesitant moment passed while Mark let out a very un-easy breath, alight whisper ~*~ Dude, you are like a genius, you are like my new role-model

~ROCKY~
*She closes her eyes counting each second between breaths as she listens carefully to the cops, praying they will fall for this act.....after all when she was a street bum, the dirtier you were, the more the cops left ya alone..her eyes snap open glaring at you as you whisper, praying that the cops don't hear ya...finally, after what seems an eternity the cops get back in the car and go..she lets out a sigh of relief* Thank god...that was close *she crawls out of the box* I have no idea when they opened that alleyway

~MYRIAD~
~*~ He leans back in the box, and glances towards her and listens to the cop-car totally vanish. ~*~ Dude I think I could get use to living out here like this. garbage ~*~ Kicking away a can, and shoving away crumpled porn mags. ~*~ A box, and the night sky, what more couldda guy ask fer? Who needs.. bathrooms, and.. electricity.. ~*~ Kickin' back in the box, blinking up towards her. Then letting a smirk fall on his lips, as his hands went under his arms. ~*~ This turned out to be like an eventful night, Should do this more often. I mean I so much love runnin' inta tha cops, and like hanging out in boxes in alleys, ~*~ Reaching in his pocket for another smoke, and striking the match, inhaling deeply. ~*~