Lexington "Lex" Bostwick (ex_rapidhush770) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2010-09-13 17:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-07-26, lex |
Into the night, desperate and broken
Who: Garrick and Lex
Where: The Old English Armory
When: Evening
Lex was not happy by any means of the word. He had a job to do, which was fine and all - he was going to hunt down the slaves whether Domina wanted him to or not - but the fact that Kitty was gone completely made him snap. The siren was now free and knowing his luck, she would live forever and have a thirst for vengeance. Lex had no issues hunting down the bitch for the rest of his life. She was dead now. Though all of that aside, the meet with his sire was needed. If there was one person who could ground Lex, it was Garrick. He needed a moment of clarity in the giant clusterfuck that was currently his life. Oh, and he needed some blades resharpened, but you know.
He took his bike on over to the shop, roaring down the streets until he came to the armory and killed the engine. Donned in nothing but black leather, he removed his helmet to sport of that lovely knew hairstyle he had going for him and kept the duffel bag of weaponry on his back. Walking on up to the front door, he squeaked it opened and stepped on in, happy to see it was still open at this hour. One of the random lackeys that worked there gave Lex a strange look, to which Lex just gave him an unamused one right back.
"Looking for Garrick," he informed the human while walking on up to the front counter and placed the bag on top of it carefully. "Tell him Lex is here."