Edward Morgan Blake // The Comedian (allajoke) wrote in colligo_threads, @ 2009-07-05 20:17:00 |
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Who: The Comedian and OPEN
What: Drinking. What else.
When: Around 11 PM
Where: Some random bar
Rating: Inevitably R for Comedian's mouth
The Comedian had managed to become a regular at this bar already. Occasionally he went to other bars to drink, but usually he went to this one. It was quieter, dirtier, and darker. And no one seemed to mind if he beat the crap out of any troublemakers. They didn't appreciate it either, which was good. The Comedian did things because he wanted to, not because someone else wanted him to or thanked him. Every now and then he might get a free drink, but that was the closest to a thank you he ever got. Suited Eddie just fine.
He flicked a finger absently at the smiley face button he always wore. Smoke trailed away from the cigar that he held in his teeth. He turned his glass of scotch around and around, then took a deep swig. No one sat within three stools of the large masked man. No one dared. Eddie liked it that way, too. He wanted to be left alone. He never had any friends. He used to sort of have a woman, but not anymore. He had a daughter, but she was still pissed. Had a right to be, he guessed. Oh well.
The Comedian was just fine being alone, drinking, smoking, and just waiting for someone to cause trouble enough to justify him breaking a few noses and blacking a few eyes.