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Tweak says, "You didn't see anything."

chaoschild (chaoschild) wrote in kings_ransom,
@ 2008-05-09 21:21:00

Friday
Who: Basil, Edwin, Vala and Doc
What: Walking around on the ship looking for something to do
When: Around 4:30 pm
Where: KR

Basil had woke up that morning to do his usual. He wrote down his dreams, all in as much detail as he could remember. His hand led the pen over the paper in small, even strokes of clear script. His journal was leather bound, a golden crest of lion and bear was on the cover, the words Plures Sententia printed under the crest. Those words translated spoke volumes to him, 'many thoughts'. Sighing Basil waited for the thick ink to dry, closing his felt tipped pen and setting it back in the drawer.

Looking over the journal, the words he just wrote he then closed the leather-bound book. Pulling the leather thongs around the tab on the front cover he made sure that the pictures within would not fall out, nor anyone could easily claim it fell open and they just started reading it. That was if anyone ever cared to venture down. Going out, he walked about, hands in his pockets, feet scuffing along.

He had been pounced on by Nikita, that day. He liked the girl, woman, puppy, whatever she was. He had smiled and teased her gently.

Basil loved being on the ship. He had no complaints. The people were a bit standoffish. As he wished them to be. It would do no good for him to lose control and hurt them because he couldn't hold back Phoenix. Walking he looked up. There was a picture on the wall he was walking by. Stopping he stared at it for a moment, then glanced behind him. There stood the dark one, seemingly just over his shoulder.

You know you can't keep me at bay forever. Not even the highest dose of Paxil or whatever it is that you find will keep me hidden forever, Basil.

"I will do as I see fit, devil." He muttered as he moved on. Shaking his head he cleared his mind, took a deep breath, let it out slowly. Watching his dark hair fall within his sight as he looked down at the floor, not really watching where he was going. After all, Niki would just end up pouncing on him again, everyone else was probably gone to enjoy Vegas. Biting his lip he chewed on it lightly.

It was not sane to be bored in a city like Vegas. He dare not go out alone. There were too many people in Vegas, too many things could set him off. Plus he didn't want to bother anyone with baby sitting him in the city of sin. It just wouldn't be fair to whoever that poor soul would end up being. "Bloody hell." He muttered as he ran a hand through his hair. Closing his eyes he stopped and leaned back against the wall. Tilting his head back he slid down the wall, crouching there for a brief minute. Opening his eyes he stared at his feet for a moment, then looked up at the ceiling.

Standing again he kept moving. Walking he passed by lots of reflective surfaces. Random images of those within his mind kept popping up, all saying something, all wanting something. One in general always seemed to be there. The one that Basil didn't want to have anything to do with. Not yet anyways. Moving up on the deck of the ship, Basil roamed over the length.

Stopping he slid down the side, settling down with his legs sprawled in front of him. His foot began moving back and forth on his heel, the toes wiggling in the sandals he was wearing. Licking his lips, Basil began humming softly. His foot now keeping time with the song in his head. By God and all that was still holy in the world...he was bored.

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Part 2

difairchild
2008-05-10 02:27 pm UTC (link)

Edwin inclined his head to them, “Give me a few moments gentleman, and I’ll be right with you.” Going over to his closet he pulled out a favorite suit of his, and went to the bathroom. Slipping it on, he then fixed his hair, and eyed the bottle of Tylenol on the sink. He smirked at the thought, and knew he ought to take some. In the bottle wasn’t really Tylenol. Edwin, over the years, had made lots of friends in high places. There was a girl, in the Pharmaceutical department of one of the companies that was ‘partnered’ with the HILE, who’d taken a liking to Edwin years ago. They’d dated for a while until she saw that he could not tear himself away from his job. However, the two had managed to stay friends and he came to trust her a lot over the years. There was a drug that the company had made, one that they had never turned over to the HILE. It was a mixture between an anti-anxiety drug and a pain killer. The effect of the pill was superb for going undetected by lie detectors, and drug tests. Unless they did a blood sample, then it was all over for Edwin. Spilling one into the palm of his hand, he filled one of the hotel plastic cups with water and downed it. Licking his lips he let out a sigh. He could do this. One more to get through, at least that’s what he kept telling himself.

He was led to the LV division of the HILE in an unmarked black car. Bloody Americans. Edwin thought to himself, eyes staring out the window.

For six, six bloody hours Edwin was interrogated, put through various lie detector tests, and even threatened. None of it worked. It was nothing more than a simple misunderstanding, God forbid that Edwin actually be wrong about something.

Then, the unexpected happened. His Chief Inspector was there in the interrogation room. He gave a look to Edwin, let out a sigh and proceeded to tell him that Edwin would be reassigned to easier cases, after of course, his two week suspension pending the investigation. They fought about his suspension and reassignment, although Edwin’s argument was sort of weak due to the drug in his system. The tuxedo rental was brought up to which Edwin had already explained to the other HILE officers about the opening of the art gallery that night in Vegas.

With a roll of his eyes and grinding his teeth he handed over his badge, and gun. “I’ll fucking be back in two weeks. I am not lying to you lot.”

With that he turned on his heel, grabbed up his suit jacket and walked out. It was then that Edwin found himself walking to the nearest convenient store and buying a pack of cigarettes and lighter. He’d quite smoking years ago, but now he needed one more than ever. As he packed them he glanced around, lips pursing in thought. There had been mention of a young woman that was working at one of the local strip clubs who was supposedly using her powers against the men in there. There was a plan to get her out of there and into one of the facilities the next night.

He could do with a drink, and he could get her out of there while he was at it. So with that he made his way to Temptress.

He ordered a drink, a nice glass of whiskey and settled himself a few tables back from the stage. He waved a few of the girls off, telling them to leave him be and that if a girl named Vala came in to send her his way.

His tie became undone, his shirt was slightly rumpled and untucked. He looked like a business man that had had a deal gone badly. He hadn’t eaten, but the food that the place offered didn’t sit well with him at the moment. He was half-way through his second glass of whiskey when a pretty dark haired girl with at least three shopping bags came up to him.

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