Vargeras

Gael groaned as he slowly got up from the toss into the trash cans. He stumbled slightly, as he was pretty sure he would be feeling this in the morning.

"Aye.." He muttered, starting in the opposite direction from Iago. He was by no means able to run full speed with his head spinning, but he had to be in better shape than Iago. So he simply began to jog away.

With a pained and tired groan, Iago staggered forward, though he wasn't exactly racing after Gael. He'd hit him where it hurt the most. Even with Iago's determination, there wasn't any running going on for a while. "Come back... dammit..." he groaned, swerving left and right in the alleyway. "I'm gonna skin you alive..."

Gael grinned as he knew he had won this round. Bloody nose, split lip and bruises all around, he didn't care at this point. Even the Hound's dog couldn't keep up with him now.

"And that's how a kid from Iveria fights beats you at your game, Jackass." Gael shouted over his shoulder, turning around the corner and quickening his pace down the street.

No way he was going home now. Not with Iago now raging and in pain. His mother would be furious as well. He pulled out his phone and began to look up directions to the Audrieu district, further into Vargeras.

][OOC: Moving us here since we're not currently in the bar.][

“Meeting my roommate first would uhh… be fine.” She shifted a little and kept her gaze from moving towards his face. She didn’t want him to know or anyone to know that her roommate had been gone for a couple of weeks on some vacation and that she had been on her own this whole time. Well, aside from the long hours she spent with the pack, that is. The only true time she was alone was at night, but the place had great security. So, if she could get Hugo to come there, at least she wouldn’t be alone anymore. The only problem was how he was going to meet the roommate that wasn’t there. Blinking a little, she just nodded that security was the reasoning behind her offer and that it would be best to stick together.

“Mhmm, things are pretty damn tense. Then again, has been for a while. If I uhh… if I tell you something, promise you won’t go running to tell my father, Jacques?” She paused a moment to allow him to respond while pondering on who else he should meet, though it was obvious that he should meet them all. Grinning a little, she stopped walking once they were quite a ways away from the bar, her body shifting in order to look at him.

“As for who you should meet… everyone. Well, everyone that’s around right now. Joel would be a good choice as is Snow and anyone else that’s in the bar right now. In fact, when we head back, you should go talk with him.” Aimee smiled brightly, despite everything.

When she asks him to promise something, he needs to think about it for a moment "It really all depends on what secret you want me to keep. It's up to you if it's something you want to trust me with. I don't know your father, so I can't go running to him at this very moment at least." he says, laughing a bit. Hugo was an honest man. He didn't like making promises he didn't know his morals would allow him to keep, but he tried his best. So far though, he had confidence in his new friend and would listen to what she had to say.

He pondered for a moment when she said he should meet everyone. That seemed a daunting idea, but a good one nonetheless. "Snow, huh? I'll keep that in mind. The more the merrier in these questionable times, that's for sure. I'm still not used to this whole pack business, but I have to start somewhere. Thanks for helping me out, Aimee. I'm essentially a total stranger to you yet you offer so much to help. That's very respectable." he says, smiling.

“Hmmm, well, you’ll get to know my father soon enough. He was in the bar, but busy with things. Maybe you can meet him later on and the others too.” Aimee paused, trying to figure out how to say what she wanted to say without coming off weird. Well, she was weird, but she didn’t want Hugo to have that opinion of her, at least not yet. Shaking her head a little, she yawned and slid a few fingers through her hair.

“Well, you see, my roommate isn’t available to meet. What I mean by that is, he’s been on vacation for about three weeks and I don’t think he’s coming back. I lost contact with him a week ago and I’m not even sure if he’s still alive… I know you said you wanted to meet him before deciding, but… there’s plenty of room and if you come, I won’t be alone at night anymore.” She frowned, glancing down towards the sidewalk, her nose scrunching up a little as she digested the rest of what he said.

“You’re part of the pack, no longer a stranger. Things will get better for you as long as you don’t flee or refuse to get to know everyone.” Aimee smiled and resumed walking down the sidewalk, just wanting to be outside for a while.

Hugo paused for a moment before responding "I'm sorry, Aimee. I can't imagine how difficult that must be to not know what has happened to your friend. I hope....I hope you hear from him." he said, trying to sound comforting. This gave him a little more to consider. People going missing...uncertain fates...he now knew how important the company of others was at this time. "Alright Aimee, I'll stay at your place for the time being. It would be for the best." he says. If things truly were this dangerous, he would feel terrible if he didn't do his part to help. They continued to walk, enjoying the outside air. "Just let me know when you want to head back to the bar."

Aimee just nodded her head a little at his sympathetic response. She had tried her best to push out any negative thoughts concerning her roommate, but the longer time ticked by, the more she was certain that he had perished. Either he pissed off the wrong person, or he was attacked unprovoked. The two of them knew just how dangerous it was to be out and about alone and though he had gone with other friends, none of them had been heard from either. Sighing, she smiled brightly, glad that he was going to be staying with her. It would be nice to have another body in the apartment instead of just listening to the television and music to keep herself busy at night. Stretching her arms above her head, she glanced around cautiously before deciding that they were safe.

“I appreciate that Hugo. I hope I hear from him soon too, but I don’t know anymore. Thanks for coming to stay with me, it’ll be nice to have company. I usually stay at the Den until late hours and then head back home and turn my music up or my television on and I might get a few hours of sleep and then I repeat the process.” Aimee shifted her gaze towards him, studying him for a few minutes before looking away again.

“It’s been a while since I’ve just been outside to inhale the air. Usually, I’m rushing from one place to the other or going on pack runs. I haven’t just stopped and smelled the well… lack of roses, but you get my point. So, you might want to head back before me, so how about we let each other know, okay?” She smiled softly, thankful that things were quiet for once.

Hugo nodded as he listened to Aimee, feeling sorry for her situation. Despite the time she spent at the bar, it must have been frightening and lonely. It was the right thing to do to help her in this time of need. "Being a strictly raised, albeit rebellious church youth, I never had the chance to see much television. It will be interesting to catch up on things I never had the chance to watch." he says with a smile. When she mentioned that he may want to head back before her, he shook his head "From what you've been telling me it seems like something bad can happen at any moment. I'll be patient." he said as he continued to walk with her, enjoying the relative peace of this usually dreary city. This loyal and friendly behavior has always been part of who Hugo was, but recent events definitely gave him more of a reason to be. Betrayed by his own family, he never wanted anyone close to him to feel such a betrayal.

“Hah! You’re really not missing much when it comes to television. I’ve gotten to the point where I just have it on for background noise, but don’t really watch it. Maybe we can get movies or something instead of watching Trash TV or infomercials.” Aimee snickered before wondering if he even knew what an infomercial was. Well, if not, she wasn’t going to tell him. Nope, she would allow him the privilege of finding out by watching one. Maybe she would be able to location one of the ones that were super lame and make him watch it for the full thirty minutes. After a couple of seconds realizing that she had been focusing on how to torment him with tv, that she almost missed the rest of his comments.

“Well, if your patience dribbles into a tiny stream, just let me know. I was going to go to a party tonight, because as much as I love the pack, and I do, believe me, sometimes it’s great to get away and just have a fun time. But, the party had been broken up by the police before I even left here. So, I’m just here chillin’.” Aimee stretched her body out and glanced around, suddenly wishing something exciting would happen. Not deadly, but exciting.

Unsure of what to do, Hugo stared up at the sky for a few moments, thinking of how to make the day a bit more interesting. "Maybe we could talk to some of the other pack members and arrange a little get together. I would prefer nothing illegal, but everyone would be close by and I get to meet some of the others. It seems like a win on both sides if you ask me." he laughs, not sure what Aimee would even think of the idea.

As the idea was given some thought, Hugo found her comments on bad TV and infomercials funny. He of course knew the infamy behind the exceptionally bad ones "Infomercials...the broadcasts that try to sell mundane household items as if they're a top of the line sports car. I at least know of that horror."

“Well, generally, the get together things happen at the Den. I know it happens elsewhere, but mostly, it’s there. Especially with the dangerous of late, the Pack is a little more cautious of what they do, I guess. But, we can definitely talk to them about it. Maybe we could have an informal party or something, though with Jesse missing, don’t know how much of a party mood they will be in.” Sighing, Aimee slid a few fingers through her hair, listening to the silence with a slight frown. She was itching for a fight or something, anything to make the evening a little more exciting. When he spoke up at infomercials, she glanced over towards him with a huge grin.

“I’m guilty of buying things off infomercials sometimes, haha. I had to stop after a while though because I was going a little crazy.” Shrugging a little, Aimee stretched her body out and rubbed her stomach.

Meteor materializes from the void.

Meteor vanishes into nothingness, but you get the feeling they are heading somewhere else.

Giovanni Bistreo has arrived, coming from Merveilleux.

Giovanni Bistreo has left the area, heading northwest towards Fontainebleau.