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#2010-11-04 17:21:11, as written by Saviarre

Bug raised an eyebrow to Dillon Maxey, taking a long drag of her cigarette and releasing the smoke into the air. “Where’d ya put ‘em?” she asked in response. Taking a long drink of her pint, she relaxed into the stool, lifting a hand to stifle a yawn. “Ain’t gettin’ one’a mine, ‘f ‘at’s what yer hintin’ at.”

Hearing Zeal and seeing the pint, Bug smiled, pleased. “Thank ya,” she nodded, looking over at him as she stabbed out her cigarette in the nearest ashtray. Pulling the pack from her pocket, she withdrew another and lit it. “Y’must know what ‘t’s like t’ ‘ave a job ‘at sucks.”

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#2010-11-04 17:35:27, as written by Saviarre

Bug sipped her pint, taking a drag from her cigarette. Turning to Zeal, she shrugged. “Killin’ things can’t be too bad. Sounds more productive ‘an mine.” She was about to add more when she heard Dillon Maxey and felt her raging curiosity begin to burn within her. Turning to him, trying not to seem too interested, she raised an eyebrow. “Well, why didn’t y’say y’had somethin’ t’ share? What ‘s it?” She leaned toward him slightly, curious but skeptical. “”N do I want it?”

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#2010-11-04 17:59:16, as written by Saviarre

Bug leaned against the counter, noticing the sudden disappearance of the two with whom she had been speaking. She didn’t mind so much really. She wasn’t exactly a social type of gal. She was actually rather content to sit and sip her pint, smoke her cigarette, plan her next score. Reaching into the pocket of her hoodie, she felt the small pencil case that contained her heroin, her syringe, her candle, her spoon. She felt the small glass vial of cocaine. Glancing over toward the bathroom, she considered getting a fix now… but she had to figure out how she would pay for the next brick of heroin Jimmy was bringing.

Besides, thinking about that was far easier than thinking about the dying man.

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#2010-11-04 18:19:59, as written by Saviarre

Bug tried hard not to think about the dying man, but even thinking about how good of a job she was doing at not thinking about the dying man made her think about him. She stared down at the countertop, finishing her pint. Knocking her knuckles against the surface to get the bartender’s attention, she pointed to her empty glass, not looking up. A wordless order. Fill it. Now.

As the bartender moved to fill her glass, she stabbed out her cigarette and stared at the smoldering ashes that had knocked themselves loose, faint wisps of smoke rising from them until they burned themselves out completely. It shouldn’t be affecting her like this. Not like this. He was a stranger. Her actions had surprised her – what she had done to procure him a meal, a bed in which he could die comfortably. A stranger.

Picking at her fingernail, Bug sighed. “Aw, ‘ell,” she muttered, lifting the pint and holding it out in a silent mock salute.

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#2010-11-04 18:29:20, as written by Saviarre

Bug closed her eyes and lifted the pint to her lips, swallowing slowly and tilting her head back as she slowly drained the entire glass in one breath. Gasping, she opened her eyes and set the glass on the counter with finality. Assuming Absolution to be the bartender, she knocked her knuckles on the bar again, pointing at her glass, hoping for a refill. She should stop soon. Reaching into the pocket of her hoodie, she felt the crumpled up bills, knowing far too well that they wouldn’t get her far. It would be best to supplement her alcohol intake with a bit of a helper. Tapping her finger on the pencil case in her pocket, she glanced to the door of the bathroom. One quick hit… A couple minutes to cook the heroin, a few minutes to ride the initial high… But Bug knew far too well that those couple minutes could stretch into hours of her sitting against the wall, imagining she was riding some enormous sand worm or something.

“Gotta quit ‘at, one day, Bug-Girl,” she muttered to herself. “’S’not good f’ ya.”

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#2010-11-04 18:49:10, as written by Saviarre

Bug looked over toward Dillon Maxey, raising an eyebrow. She knew about drug stupors. In fact, she planned on digging herself into one really soon. “I asked y’why y’didn’t say y’had anythin’ t’share. ‘S ‘t somethin’ I want?” Her curiosity had gotten the better of her, and she lifted her fresh pint to sip at it. The two she’d had already were starting to catch up with her, and that was nice. It made her stop thinking about the dying man.

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#2010-11-04 19:01:12, as written by Saviarre

Bug turned her head to regard Jack Trane, watching him roll the joint, her mouth watering. Her own hands moved back into the pocket of her hoodie and she felt the pencil case that she knew could help her. Granted, weed was one thing and took the edge off of life, and it was tempting. Very tempting. But it was small game. Small. The type of high she needed now seemed to only be delivered by the syringe… The cocaine was great too, but it worked best fueling the heroin high.

Hearing Dillon Maxey, she turned to look back at him, a smile spreading slowly across her lips before she could control it. “’N what makes y’think I’d be interested in ‘em?” Despite her question, she turned to face him completely, her eyes moving to where she’d seen his hand disappear, as he put the bottle away.

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#2010-11-04 19:10:16, as written by Saviarre

Bug knew games. She played them with others on a regular basis. Normally, if he was going to passively threaten to leave as he just had, she would wave a dismissive hand and go back to drinking her pint. Normally. But Bug wasn’t feeling normal today. She almost felt as if she was grieving, but that didn’t make sense. The dying man had been a stranger. Whatever had occurred the previous evening really affected her, though she was loathe to admit it.

“Y’just want a smoke?” she asked, eying him warily. “’S’all? A smoke?” Withdrawing her hand from her pocket, she pulled out her pack of cigarettes. “F’ th’ right price, anythin’ can be bought,” she grinned, pulling a single cigarette from the pack and handing it to him.

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#2010-11-04 19:24:53, as written by Saviarre

Bug nodded. “Right, well, ‘at’s good, innit?” She pulled her own cigarette from the pack before replacing it in her pocket. Studying him, she nodded again. “Good t’ know.” Lighting her cigarette, she held the flame out for him to light his. Gesturing toward his pocket with her chin, she gave him a questioning look. “What’s it? X? Acid? What?” She’d learned long ago that accepting drugs from strangers would very rarely be considered a good idea. Very very rarely. But as it was with her right now, it was most important to clear all thoughts of the dying man. Everything else, consequences, whatever, could be dealt with as they arose. Life was lived in the moment for Bug. After all, the future may never happen.

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#2010-11-04 19:45:14, as written by Saviarre

Bug twisted her head as she regarded him, checking to see if he was serious. Deciding that he was, she nodded. “Ah, rules. Yes. I ‘gree. No sharin’ needles... Also…” She looked around at the others in the bar, eying them all suspiciously as if they would move in and take away this potential. “Not ‘ere. ‘N no touchin’ me wi’out askin’. I ‘eard what y’said earlier, but I wanna make sure we’re clear. I’m not intr’sted in sex.” Actually, it was something Bug had come to despise. Every aspect of it.

Glancing over at Kazen, she smirked slightly and leaned in to whisper to Dillon Maxey. “’E looks like ‘e could use somethin’ t’ perk ‘im up too.” With that thought in mind, she held out a finger to Dillon, indicating he should wait a moment. Turning to Kazen, she withdrew her vial of cocaine, held discreetly in her hand. “Y’need a pick-me-up? Five bucks ‘n I can give ya somethin’ that’ll make ya happy as a clam. Couldn't we all use a bit o' happiness? Five bucks. It'll be worth it."

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#2010-11-04 19:52:33, as written by Saviarre

Bug frowned at Kazen’s reaction, but instead of moving away, she moved closer. “No need t’ be so rude ‘bout it. ‘m only trying to ‘elp ya. Maybe I can ‘elp in other ways?” She raised her eyebrow to him, replacing the vial in the pocket of her black hoodie. She hoped he’d turn her down so that she could go off with the strange man with the bottle of candy in his pocket… but the brick of heroin she needed to buy tomorrow was not going to buy itself. “I’ve ‘eard ‘at other things can cheer a guy up.”

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#2010-11-04 20:07:02, as written by Saviarre

Bug blinked, obviously startled at his response. “Xbox?” she repeated, confused. She stood, blinking, trying to figure out how to respond. “Ah, I… hm…” Fidgeting with the pencil case in the pouch of her hoodie, the glass vial of cocaine, her pack of cigarettes, she had no idea what to say. “No,” she finally responded, a lie. Playing Xbox did not pay. Trying to muster up some form of dignity, Bug lifted her chin slightly. “I can see y’aren’t inter’sted in what I’m offerin’.” She was, however, interested in what he was. But, again, playing video games did not pay. Playing video games did not help a person forget. “Maybe next time,” she muttered, turning away from him.

Returning to Dillon, she sighed. “I need a hit. Let’s go.”

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#2010-11-04 20:23:24, as written by Saviarre

Bug looked up at Dillon. “Yeah, I don’t think I’m his type.” Pulling out a fresh cigarette, she lit it and inhaled, moving toward the door. “You might be,” she added before pushing her way out of the bar.

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#2010-11-04 23:33:57, as written by Saviarre

Bug re-enters the bar hours after she'd left, but not through the main door. The side door was pushed open slowly. Very slowly, and a head tilted around the frame to look into the room, wide-eyed. A smile began to form on her lips as Bug looked around. "Em-m-m-m... teee..." One foot in front of the other, focusing intently on her feet, she walked in. Heel, toe, heel, toe. Slowly. Almost disturbingly so.

Making her way to the middle of the room, she stopped and then turned, eying every being in the bar, a smirk on her face.

"I'm here!" she bellowed, before leaning down to scratch an itch beneath her purple tights.

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#2010-11-04 23:45:08, as written by Saviarre

Bug It was odd for Bug to enunciate anything, and the fact that her introduction had been completely coherent (especially given her state) was damn near a miracle. Lifting her arms into the air, she twirled for a moment, spinning completely around once before stopping, lowering her hands to her side and turning to the counter. Moving slowly again, heel, toe, heel, toe, she made her way toward the counter, her arms held out to her sides for balance. Climbing onto a bar stool, she stared at the bartender for a solid two minutes before blinking and smiling. "'Ey, Mr. BarTendah... A pint, 'f y'will."

Her eyes slid around the room and she focused on Nespral as the bartender got her a pint. She tilted her head as she studied him before addressing the bartender without removing her eyes from Nespral. "'ey, 's'nt 'ere a religion where a wolf comes 'n gets yer soul when y'die?" The bartender's shrug went unnoticed by Bug. "'m glad 'm not r'ligious."

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#2010-11-04 23:54:47, as written by Saviarre

Bug did not seem to notice Jules lecherous look, but instead stared at the wolf. "'m either 'lucinating 'r y'just talked. 'm pro'ly 'lucinatin'. Counselor? 's'is mean y'gonna lecture me 'bout drugs bein' bad? 'Cause I don't wanna lecture. I want.." Her words failed her, but considering how many drugs she'd taken, it was a wonder she was able to use any at all. "Another pint."

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#2010-11-05 00:11:04, as written by Saviarre

Bug hopped down off the stool and approached Nespral slowly, heel, toe, heel, toe - cautious, curious and very very under the influence. As soon as she reached his side, she'd move her face closer, closer, eyes squinted as she invaded his personal space, her face inches from his fur. "Y'look soft. Fuzzy." She continued to stare at him for a few moments before pulling away abruptly. "What do ya' eat?" Her hands moved into the pocket of her hoodie and she clasped the pencil box within. She had no desire for a hit, however. Nope. She was good. Good good good. Floating on top of the world. No more heroin tonight. No more acid, no more cocaine. For now, Bug was good. Real good.

"I used'ta have a dog," she muttered. "'is name was Sid. 'E got hit by a truck. Made me sad." Moving back toward the counter, she walked carefully, heel, toe, heel, toe, her Doc Martens silent on the floor as she moved as if walking a tightrope, the fingers of her outstretched arms barely brushing Jules as she passed.

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#2010-11-05 00:31:55, as written by Saviarre

Bug gasped as she looked at Nespral, eyes wide. "Y'can help me be high?!" she asked, suddenly interested before her brows furrowed and she shook her head. "'m not 'musing." Returning to her pint, she downed the remainder and set the glass down with a satisfied "Ahh!"

"Y'ever helped someone die b'fore?"

Moving over toward the fireplace, she continued her strange tightrope walk, slow, slow, slow. Bug was afraid she'd fall off the floor if she wasn't careful. It was possible when you were as messed up as she was. Very possible. It had happened before.

Reaching the fireplace, she laid down in front of it on her stomach, kicking her feet up in the air, her chin resting on her hands as she stared in the fire.

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#2010-11-05 00:45:50, as written by Saviarre

Bug stared at the fire, her chin resting in her hands. She watched as the flames curled around each other, feeling the heat on her face. Inching closer, she closed her eyes, holding her face out to the flames, to feel the warmth. She was still far enough away to be completely safe. Opening her eyes again, she looked into the fire, staring, mesmerized.

The longer she stared, however, the more interesting the flames got until all at once Bug could make out a face in their midst. Suddenly, she beamed, grinning from ear to ear. "'ere y'are," she muttered quietly.

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#2010-11-05 01:09:41, as written by Saviarre

Bug continued to stare into the fire, suddenly more attentive. "'ey," she whispered. "Y'there." She scooted a few inches closer to the fire, still on her stomach, her head still propped up, chin in her hands. She appeared to listen to something only she could hear, staring into the flames, her eyes bright, the orange reflection dancing in them.

"'eh, y'know? 'S'all 'bout makin' a buck. D'what y'gotta t'survive." Her smile fell as she looked down at the floor, silent for a few minutes. "I know."

She looked back at the fire and nodded, reaching a hand forward, into the flame. Catira had predicted her next move rather well. It was a shame nothing could be done to prevent the burns that her hand would suffer, all while Bug remained absolutely silent - not feeling the pain of the burn at all.

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