randomjourney (randomjourney) wrote in thereincarnates, @ 2012-10-10 22:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | jacy jerico, lana ross |
WHO: Jacy & Belle
WHERE: Belle's place over the store and the Jacy's RV
WHEN: October 10th.
WHAT: Begging for mercy and making up for the fact Jacy linked Bella a Glee song. He is puddles of regret.
WARNINGS: TBD. Language.
Jacy was the kind of guy that flew by the seat of pants and did things on impulse. Snape however plotted and planned and stewed on things. It was moments like this when Jacy just up and decided he was going to jump in the driver's seat and go get new people involved in his world that Snape would become louder trying to stop him from making him live through a worse-than-death, modern, most likely too hyper of an evening for his tastes. The problem was this pair had been together long enough now that Jacy knew how to tune him out. He jacked up the volume on some music he knew drove Snape crazy. Alien Ant Farm would work.
He pulled out of the parking lot he was in and was sporting his usual worn down jeans where his wand was always hidden down the side of his pants' leg, a Misfits tee, and a zippered hoodie on top of that. He wore bowling shoes on his feet, the kind that were half olive on one side and maroon on the other. The bus was all black and sleek with pitch tinted windows. It had once been painted with Vortex Unit's old logo on the side but that had long since been given a new paint job. There were BMX bicycles strapped on a rack at the rear. The music was so loud he didn't need to honk for Belle to realize someone was just outside her home. He didn't honk though as he had planned. He sat there for awhile in no rush to go up feeding his dogs and got them set to be by themselves for a while as he drank that beer he told her he had just opened when he was talking to her online.
One he had his little canine family cared for he grabbed a six pack out of the fridge and carried that in one hand and shoved the other in his pocket and shuffled out his door, not turning down the peace disturbance volumed music he had on until right when he left. He meandered his way to her door and knocked with the tune Shave and a Hair Cut before pulling his free hand up and leaned his forearm on the door frame waiting for her to answer. He knew this chick from the music store and laughed it up with her all the time often holding up lines just to chit chat a little longer. But, he had never been to her home before. He was pretty curious what it was like in there.