Malakai Chmelyk // 'Volos' (volos) wrote in utr_logs, @ 2009-02-08 21:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | gatlin harris, malakai chmelyk |
Who: Malakai and Gatlin
What: The return of stolen goods, a Talk
When/Where: This evening, New York City
Warnings: Drug trade? Possible vampirism and violence.
Malakai deliberately waited until Rurik was in the room to gather the pills, wanting to make sure the other vampire wasn't going to give him shit for disrupting his stash. There was a moment of anxiety, like that of a child with his hand caught in the sweets, when Rurik turned to see him gathering Gatlin's vicodin into a bag. He couldn't help but laugh when the man chided him... for absuing narcotics.
"He noticed the bottle missing. He wants them back- the pills. I told him I would buy off the street for him, but I am feeling lazy. I promise, he will take them first," With a lopsided smile, he zipped the plastic bag shut and shoved it into his pocket. After a quick, obscene kiss, he headed out the door, running for the portkey and whisking himself off to New York.
Managed to land with a bit of grace, this time, and only stumbled slightly as he made his way out to the mouth of the alley, and towards Gatlin's home. He received a few odd looks on his way to the boy's door, but just muttered at them in Russian, most getting the point that he wasn't someone to mess with. At the boy's door, he gave a few rough knocks, hoping to be heard over the loud music in the hall.