Ben Ferguson (b_ferguson) wrote in ville_oubliee, @ 2009-06-19 19:38:00 |
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Current mood: | grumpy |
Characters: Ben, open
Setting: Out in the streets just after 7.30-ish pm
Summary: Ben has parenting issues and hasn't read the handbook
Oh holy Jesus on a fucking pogo stick...
Ben breathed in, glad to get out of what had become some kind of unofficial Den. Aidan was still there, but Ben couldn't think for the life of him why the miserable bastard hadn't fucked off back to New York yet. He clearly didn't want to be here any more than Ben was trying to make him stay.
And the misery was catching. VERY catching.
Ben snarled quietly to himself and reached in his pocket for his cigarettes and lighter. Actually, he had to admit to himself, it'd be kinda neat to have somebody else around. And, once Aidan got over himself and got used to the damn Change, he'd make a passable to good Wolf, Ben was sure about that. In the meantime, though, Aidan needed to concentrate on surviving because if he didn't cheer the fuck up soon Ben might seriously consider putting his face through a few walls.
He lit the cigarette and scowled. Looking an obvious street-corner hooker up and down he shook his head when she raised an eyebrow at him, then returned the one-finger gesture she offered. He was really starting to dislike humans. Jesus, she was THERE to be looked at. You inspected the merchandise before paying for it, didn't you?
He thought he might like to get drunk. Very VERY drunk. And not go back home for a LONG time.