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Post by madstalin on Mar 18, 2008 13:48:58 GMT -5
"0000 Wicker Street." Thief read off a little piece of paper in his hand.
He looked up from his paper to find an empty lot in this lovely little neighborhood in front of him. "Zero zero zero zero... I get it. Well, I had better unpack my things."
He rolled his stolen shopping car into the lot and began gently placing his bottles of almost every alcoholic beverage known to man carefully on the ground in a perfect row. He stacked the rolls of toilet paper he had next to them, the jerkey on the other side of the bottles.
He was puzzled with what he should do with the bin of grapefruit he had purchased. "Hm."
He left it in the cart and pulled out the dozens of boxes of lightbulbs and began to put them out of the ground individually, each like little lightbulb plants in a circle around him. Now his lot looked exactly like a normal household.
He wiped his hands together and lit a new cigarette. 'Perfect.'
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 18, 2008 14:29:58 GMT -5
“Jesus, you’re tall.” Cassandra stopped to stare from the sidewalk, the fact that he seemed to be setting up a small liquor store ignored for the time being.
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Post by madstalin on Mar 18, 2008 14:33:16 GMT -5
He turned his head slightly and eyed her from his peripherals. "Actually, the name's Thief, but it's okay. I get mistaken for him all the time, we're related." His cigarette hung loosely from his lips, his teeth clamped down on it as he spoke.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 18, 2008 21:28:09 GMT -5
“Thief?” Cass didn’t bother hiding a smirk, putting on a thick southern accent as she walked down his row of alcohol. “Your mama must have loved you.”
“You throwin’ a party?” She dropped the drawl, craning her neck to look back up at him.
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Post by madstalin on Mar 18, 2008 21:39:47 GMT -5
"Nope, just moved in." He smiled and looked at her with sleepy eyes. He put a large lanky hand on his chest and rotated it in circles.
"Or if you wanna get real personal you can call me... Alexander." He deviously raised an eyebrow.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 18, 2008 22:02:22 GMT -5
“That’s a real shame, all that booze and no one to share it with.” Cass grinned, obviously amused by the blatant flirting. “Where you from, Alexander?”
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Post by madstalin on Mar 18, 2008 22:05:24 GMT -5
"I prefer Thief, but to each his own.."
He looked to the ground at the countless bottles. "Share? That sure is a good one, kid."
After a moment of Thief chuckling to himself over his own feeling of being an elder, he straightened a bit.
He took a step back and raised his hands up, "From? I'm from the earth, baby."
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 18, 2008 22:25:35 GMT -5
“Too bad,” Cass sighed a little wistfully, sitting down and folding her legs under herself before idly picking up a random bottle. She glanced up at him again, laughing a little. “Whatever, crazy. Let me bum a cigarette?”
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Post by madstalin on Mar 18, 2008 22:28:56 GMT -5
"No, but you can have one." He handed her a cigarette.
"Light for the lady?" He held the zippo under it with a cunning grin.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 18, 2008 22:39:11 GMT -5
“You’re a saint.” Cass cooed, putting her hand over his to steady the flame before leaning towards it.
“You on a diet?” She grinned, sitting back and puffing on her new cigarette.
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Post by madstalin on Mar 18, 2008 22:42:36 GMT -5
"Na, I just like grapefruit, jerkey, and hard liquor." He said thoughfully and stood up and looked at the sky as if contemplating the meaning of life.
Something in his mind seemed to click.
"Oh! Ah, welcome to my humble home. You're my first visitor." Thief sounded quite proud of his new.. 'quarters'.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 18, 2008 22:59:29 GMT -5
“It’s nice.” Cass said evenly, looking around. “But it’s lacking a roof, yeah?”
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Post by madstalin on Mar 18, 2008 23:01:26 GMT -5
"Roofs are for squares." He said while taking a drag. Another thoughtful silence.
"Siddhartha didn't live under a roof."
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 18, 2008 23:13:48 GMT -5
“Who?” Cass shook her head, deciding not to press it. “Neither do hobos. You’ll smell.”
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Post by madstalin on Mar 18, 2008 23:17:08 GMT -5
"Shit, you know, the Buddha... what the hell they teach kids these days.."
His upper lip raised, "I reek, eh? Wanna bathe me or somethin, girlie?" He looked at her in a muted expression.
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 18, 2008 23:26:53 GMT -5
“Not a lot.” Cass grinned a little, putting the cigarette to her lips.
“I said you will stink, not that you do now.” She responded evenly. “And I don’t think I could fit you through my front door, let alone a bath tub.”
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Post by madstalin on Mar 18, 2008 23:29:16 GMT -5
"Damn. I never went to school and I know more than you."
He smirked. "Is it really that bad or are you just that dumb?"
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 18, 2008 23:35:43 GMT -5
“Ouch.” Cass laughed, ashing her cigarette. “You don’t pull any punches, do you?”
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Post by madstalin on Mar 18, 2008 23:41:16 GMT -5
"I'm nice." He said unmovingly. Thief looked at the ground with his circle of lightbulbs surrounding him. "And it was a serious question." He looked to her.
"I was thinking about becoming a substitute teacher or something. I need some money."
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Post by Jack Lupus on Mar 18, 2008 23:49:12 GMT -5
“You kinda need a formal education to teach.” Cass hedged, following his gaze to the light bulbs. “What’s with the lights?”
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