Remy LeBeau (shadowthief) wrote in x_emplary, @ 2008-02-04 18:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | kevin ford, remy lebeau |
Stocking up
Getting four cases of beer onto his motorcycle had been no easy task. Some cleverly placed bungee cords worked wonders. Remy LeBeau had made it back to the Brotherhood house with no casualties. There was going to be some big celebrating tomorrow - even if he was the only one. He was perfectly content to sit on the rooftop by himself, finishing off his stash.
Tomorrow was Mardi Gras, after all.
Carrying the beer inside was another matter. With two cases in each hand, and a case tucked under each hand, Remy couldn't get his keys from his pocket. The back door was going to be a problem. Walking up to the screen door, Remy kicked it with the toe of his boot. If anyone was in there, maybe they'd hear it.
Remy shook his head. Nope. No one would get it. They'd probably walk right past the door with him outside, struggling to keep from dropping his precious cargo. The beer was too much for him to take into his shadow form to slip under the door. He'd try it, but he doubted it would work.
He faded into a dark shape, the outlines of his beer cases still visible, but he couldn't hold it for long. He faded back into his visible form, panting slightly as though he had been holding his breath.
"Hey! Anybody in there wanna get the door? I got my hands full," he hollered at the back door.
Maybe that would get someone's attention.