City of Hallmont

Azael
-Oh well, I don't know about that, he said before looking down at her. -When things get too serious,
Jade usually just moves to another city, and start over. So don't be surprised if you wake up one day
and she's not around.

Jade
-Yes, you can stay here with me, she whispered. Of course he couldn't stay in bed with her the whole day,
but....at least he could stay with her some hours.

Marika looked thoughtful "I really hope that doesn't happen, I like having a roomie" she smiled "you're english is much better than the last time we met" she complimented, kissing his cheek.

Andy finished his bun in two bites and crawled close to her, wrapping his arms tightly around her "I'll stay here as long as you need" he promised, gently kissing her neck

The music could be heard, muffled through the walls of countless clubs and bars, the sharp clicking of boots breaking the silence. Most places had switched to a calm music, but there was one place, the neo diva, that still blasted out loud music. The owner, or at least wearer of the black stiletto boots reached out a paleskinned hand to open the door, the music blasting loudly in her face as the fulltime drunks stumbled around the club. It was four in the morning, most people were calming down, and hitting up this spot. At the door, Marika was stopped and carded by Luis, an all muscle dark man the size of two. She called out over the music, even though it wasn't as larming as could be "I'm here for Malile? She works here?" Luis nodded "she hasn't showed up yet". Marika frowned, walking down the stairs and picking up her phone, calling her sister. There was no answer... She shrugged, Mali was a notorious over sleeper, and not the best at keeping deals, there was no need to rapport her missing just yet. She walked through the door, and up to the bar, ordering herself a beer and seating herself at a high chair, resting her heels on the frame of it. She took of her red leather jacket and placed on the bar, brushed some invisble dust of her dark blue jeans and straightened her black halterneck top, looking around the bar, letting all the characters sink in. Mali wouldn't probably be in soon she figured.

Azael
He smiled down at her. He knew his english still wasn't good, but it couldn't be thaaaat bad.
-You never know, maybe she stays here. He ran his fingers through her hair before he looked around.
-Where is she by the way? Wouldn't she be here for her friend?

Jade
Sometime his personality really didn't match his looks. -You stay as long as you want, she said before she
closed her eyes and felt asleep

Marika shrugged "I have no idea where she is" she admitted "I'm glad no body sees me like this though" she laughed, petting her bloody bandage "well, you, but you've sorta promised for better or worse" she teased before she stopped dead, blinking confused "what day is it?" she looked highly stressed "what time, what day?"

Andy kissed her neck "I wanna stay as long as you'll have me" he whispered, glad that she managed to get some shut eye. He closed his eyes and drifted of, it had been a very long night, some very long weeks infact.

Laurels ankle high boots broke the silence in the dark street with loud clacks. She was done with work, and nothing could really give away that anything else was up. She pulled out a small powder mirror from her purse and checked her face. She was meeting up with her sisterts in a few hours, but she hadn't been sure how long her job would take, so she figured best wait untill the morning. Se considered weather or not to get some sleep, the portier still thought she was in for the night though, so she figured she had to fix that.
Moments later, Laurel checked out with the reseptionist at the hotel, it was five in the morning. The portier instructed her to be very careful in the city, and she promised to do so, wrapping her coat around her as she walked out on the more or less empty street.

Azael
-Maybe I should call her. If God is ever going to show some mercy for her when that day comes, she
better show up when her friend's at the hospital. He said before he started to look after his phone.
-I don't know, Wednesday or something...and it's late.

Jade
She couldn't understand why, but she felt much safer with Andy by her side. She knew he was going to
protect her if anything happened, but after all, he was at least 10 inches taller than her, and with those mucles
he couldn't weigh any less than 178 pounds. If he got mad at her, the only thing she could do was to run, and
pray that God would have mercy for her soul.

(fordi pc'en på jobb ikke sier hva som er skrevet riktig og feil, vet jeg ikke hva som er feil her, så får beklage
det...og jeg blander inn jesus når jeg enten er hjemme fra konsert eller i morra)

In a single word, Mike was pissed, he'd been in two meetings already and now here he was in some stupid back alley in the middle of nowhere of the city. What's more, he was dealing with rookies, the type who wave their gun all over the place and still get high on the idea of a fresh kill. Apparently, they thought a gun to the face would get them a discount.

"Listen rookies," his voice unintentionally creating a booming echo off the walls. "This isn't your mother's backyard or the fucking school play ground, so I'll teach you the rules of dealing with a broker free of charge." So he was losing a bit, big deal, at least they weren't so green they didn't recognize they were the little fish here. "First off, get a damn appointment, it makes us more compliant," they'd put the classic 7 meter space between them. "Good job on the distance though, second: the only discounts you get are by trading information we don't already have to us. Third," the rest of his sentence was somewhat distorted by his putting his mouth on the barrel.

"We aren't intimidated by little gun show,"with that he took his mouth off the barrel, "Lastly, what the dealer says goes, and you will never find a worse enemy than an angry broker. So once more, the price is five thousand, pay up or walk off." It was a petty price for a stupid question, they wanted to know what was behind the recent shortage on the drug front. The idiots payed up, maybe they had an outrageous business plan after all, "Suffice to say the resident big dogs had a batch that didn't meet their standards. Their source tried a new method to produce more cheaply and quickly, the result being said source could very well be dropped. Provided you guys have a couple damn good suppliers and don't step on any toes, you could easily pull back much more than what this cost you. Now leave before I put one in each of you." With that his business was over, and he began to walk out on the empty street lighting up a cigarette as he went. He was tired, wired and still in need of a little caffeine if he wanted to stay happy but he wasn't paying any attention to where he was going as he stepped out on to the street that should have been empty.

Mali sat up "wedensday? when? I should be at work!" she started to freak out, looking around for her phone "I have to call them, I have to" she tried sitting up, it resulted in a loud groan of pain, and she barely kept herself from hurling. She sat back down, panthing, closing her eyes for a bit when she felt how dissy she was "when am I allowed to sleep?" she whimpered

Andy woke up with Onyx next to his bed, looking around. He couldn't have been out for more than an hour. He pet the dog on it's head and quickly scribled a note that he left next to the bed "Had to go to work, be back as soon as I can, call me if you need or want anything, Andy"

Laurels eyes moved in the direction of the sound, and the all to familiar louder and louder thumping of her heart was heard in her ears. Her palms felt warm, and her coat all of a sudden to small and to hot. She increased her pace when the steps came closer, before she moved her eyes, then nodded as if in agreement, slowing down to her longer, more confident strides with a smile.

Mike looked up as he finally got his first puff, street was just as empty as he thought it'd be. There wasn't a soul in sight, well it seem that tonight would also be a dull one. To spice things up, he decided to spend this evening just about the only way he knew how- killing brain cells with a good drink. So he walked off to the same club as the night before, after all if one is going to get thrown out of a bar he may as well use different bars each time. Well he didn't intend to get himself thrown out, it was just a cynical preparation. It took a while, but his feet eventually brought him to the bar...her bar. Without any real adieu, he walked right in. The music was loud like last time, different style maybe, music really wasn't his thing after all. He let his eyes gently scan the room and a familiar figure caused him to double take. He began to walk over, she shouldn't be here yet, the hospital would want her to stay the night...or at least take some tests before releasing her. His hand came to rest on the woman's shoulder before the lack of any indication of stitches or staples registered,'great, awkward conversation time.'He thought to himself, as soon as she turned around he'd have to explain that he mistook her for someone else.

Marika had finished off her beer and turned towards the bar where her jacket lay, time to get out, get some air and a sig, when she became aware of a hand on her shoulder. She pushed the bar chair, turning herself around, thinking to herself that she loved chairs that turned. Marika wasn't known to be the most picky, but this man definitely had her face widen in a smile "well hello" she looked at his hand. He didn't look familiar, but she was extremely bad with names, so she let him make the next move in case she was supposed to remember him.

Now Mike was sure he was nuts, "Sorry...you look...frighteningly similar to someone I know, hope I didn't disturb you." The words felt really weird coming out of his mouth, well it wasn't like he'd asked about family. But then again this could also be an extremely freakish coincidence as well. "Uh by the way, I'm Michael, but most people call me Mike." He somehow managed to force a natural looking smile at the end of the introduction.

Marika blinked a couple of times "oh, I have that type of face" she smiled, her head begining to ponder, if he'd come her often, maybe he knew Mali. After all, if there was one person she looked liked it'd be her. "I'm Marika" she smiled "nice to meet you" she let her hand brush down the arm he'd placed on her. She fixed her eyes on him "also, my sister works here" she said with a playful grin, looking for his reaction

"That might be it," Mike found himself replying; it seems the ability to catch him in their own pace ran in the family. "After all when I was here last night, I met a bartender that I'd very well believe to be your sister, Marika." Since they had started a conversation, he took a seat next to her, "So Marika, you from around here?" Not like a bit of small talk ever hurt anything, right?

Azael
He rubbed her back a bit before kissing her forhead. -In a while, okay honey? he smiled
at her. -Just try to relax a bit without falling asleep. It will help, I promise. At least he hoped
that it would help. -Do you want me to call Jade?

Marika giggled a bit "no, Mike, I'm from Slovakia, raised some there, some here..." she pondered "last city I lived in was Vegas, Mike" she grinned, clapping the counter for another beer, smiling playfully at him for using her name so much "She's supposed to pick up a shift here like now" Mari sighed "typical her, always late" she brushed her hair out of her face, smiling at Mike "so, what brought you here Mike?"

Mali shook her head "No, I have to call my work, I'm supposed to be there today" she muttered, closing her eyes, her head hurt and the light was suddenly so sharp "can I use your phone?" she whispered "I have no idea where mine is"

Azael
-If it helps you to relax, he handed her his phone before he got up on his feet. -But I need a smoking break,
so...I'll be back in 5 okay? He kissed her cheek before he walked out of the room.

"Vega eh? Musta been an interesting place to live. I'm just here to kill time, and maybe even some braincells." He had a feeling that he should probably stop talking but ignored it. He signaled the bartender to bring him something strong before turning back to his counterpart, "What's your sister's name exactly? If you're worried I might be able to help with that, being able to quickly find people is kinda part of my job." As soon as he made the offer he knew he'd regret it, but he seemed to have a habit of screwing himself lately.

Mali picket up Azaels phone and dialed away, she was done with the third phonecall, and quite exchausted when she hung up. She tried drinking some water and relaxing, and could suddenly feel herself drift of to sleep. She tried fighting it as best as she could.

Marika smiled, nodding "Vegas was good, but every place is as good as you make it, and I'm not worried, she's good at being late". Marika watched his order "so... today is wedensday, what's you unconventional drinking day excuse?" she smiled. Just as she said that, her phone begun to chime away at drowningpools "let the bodies hit the floor". She picked it up, holding up a finger towards Mike "exuse me" "Ahoj! Kde ste? ... Oh môj! Ako? .... Oi ... Ste v poriadku? Chceš, aby som prišiel? Spať? Si si istý? ..... Hmm ... Dobre, ale dbajte na to teraz! Budem tam prvá vec po ránu, ste niektorí hovoriť robiť! Áno, milujem ťa k" She shook her head and put her phone back in her purse "well, there goes my acomondations" she waved the bartender over "vodka redbull and coffee international please"

"A bad day plus three back-to-back meetings, and only two of meetings were planned," Mike responded. "Really, what happened? I mean it seemed rather abrupt there." There he was sticking his nose in other people's business again, if he could unlearn that, life would be so much easier. " I mean don't get me wrong, it's totally none of my business but I'm not good at ignoring something right in front of me." Well he was lying there about being able to ignore something but for some reason he still felt the need to play the good guy. All-in-all he was acting different from usual again, his sulking time was too short, he hadn't hit rock bottom yet and for some reason he cared about people again. At any rate, he was changing and he wasn't entirely sure he liked it.

Azael
-Nononono, Azael looked at her when he entered the room again. -You can not sleep, I'll sing if you even
think about it, and I'll be kicked out, and you'll get so bored that you fall asleep. See, falling asleep leads
to no good. He got back in bed and put his arms around her.

Marika nodded "good excuse to drink" she smiled, holding up her drink and taking a large gulp "My dear sister parties a bit to hard when doesn't do it often enough, so I have to pick her up at the emergency room in the morning" she rolled her eyes with a smile, Mali always went all out when she had time to party. She turned fully towards him on the chair "so, congrats, you've got a drinkingbuddy, gotta kill some hours untill then" she smiled

Mike raised his glass in kind, something of a cheers maybe," Good, after all you know what they say about drinking alone." He downed his glass with that, luckily the bartender was there with a reload. "Best done to a good movie," he answered to his own statement, yeah something was definitely wrong with him if he wanted to see a movie. "After all just sitting a drinking for a couple hours does sound like it'd get dull." Who was he kidding, with his alcoholic tendencies he knew damn well just how boring it was to drink and do nothing for hours on end.

Marika giggled "best done to a good movie, and not on a wedensday" she pointed out, adding "I think sunday is the only socially allowed to drink alone day" she pondered "so, tell me, when you're not having back to back meetings, what do you do?" she crossed her legs and shifted a bit on the chair, she'd been up for two days straight save for a short nap on the airplane. She let her eyes walk around him, quickly shifting place to look.

"I'm actually free to do as I please when I'm not being sent in to handle meetings. I guess you could say it's my job to get people together so they can do business." He found himself checking out his counterpart with something akin to interest. Mike had already slept, quite a lot in the past couple days, odds are he wouldn't be shutting down anytime soon. "How about yourself?"