The Dome :: An Original Character RPG

Tags:	03-29-2017, december, december and mannix, mannix
Subject:	so many corpses
Time:	01:23 am

Who: December and Mannix
Where: the morgue
When: evening
Warnings: language

As soon as the sun was gone, Mannix was out the door. He didn’t care that it was raining. In fact, the rain was the only reason he could leave as early as he could. The first thing he did was march over to December’s, but all he could do was knock on doors and peer in windows. Either she was hiding from him or she wasn’t home. Then he went to find Jack, hoping and praying that his brother had found them a house because he couldn’t spend another night at Mickey’s. It turned out they were in luck, that at least one thing was going right in his life, because Jack did indeed get them a house-- a house big enough to make into a brothel, just as they’d planned. Apparently he’d done a decent job of convincing them he was planning to ‘house’ a number of other traders, which was close enough to the truth that they couldn’t argue later. Furnishings would take some time, but they swung by it long enough for Jack to officially invite his brother inside. And suddenly Mannix’s life was a lot easier.

With a place to stay taken care of, Mannix headed down to the hospital and began looking for the morgue. It was, he decided, a test of his will power. Everywhere he went, he could smell blood. He stopped asking for directions because his fangs eventually came out and he’d yet to figure out how to make them go away by force of will. If he hadn’t eaten something earlier in the day, he might have caused a scene, but eventually he was able to navigate his way to the morgue, where he sat outside for a few minutes, waiting for his fangs to leave. Then he pushed the door open, peering inside. “December?”
( we're all fucked )

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May 18th, 2013