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Post by Brooklyn on Oct 28, 2011 19:14:17 GMT -5
Blink shrugged and took a long swig out of the tequilla bottle, following the sound of the fight.
Reilly rushed Max, punching him back and striking just below his left eye, raring back to do it again.
Cailin gaped, hurrying out of the way of the fight just in time as the chair she had just been sitting in was knocked over. She was about to try and intervene, when a very drunk Jake pulled her backward by the arm.
"Ya wanna get hurt?" Jake said, stepping in front of her.
"Somebody has to do something!" Cailin said angrily.
Spot could hear the party quiet as crashing noises filled the air, he grabbed Blondie and supported her, rushing back inside.
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Post by Race on Oct 28, 2011 19:22:55 GMT -5
Max sent an uppercut into Reilly's stomach, then another, throwing him into another chair, "DID YOU WALK IN ON HER DEAD BODY? THOSE EYES STARIN' AT YOU'SE AND KNOWING DEY WASN'T GUNNA SHOW LIFE ANYMOAH?" he kicked Reilly in the stomach, "SEEIN' DA CHORD DAT ENDED HER JUST LYIN' DERE IN THE FLOOR? LIKE IT DIDN'T KILL HER, SHE WAS MOIDERED, IT WASN'T NATURAL IT WASN' A FUGGIN ACCIDENT, IT WAS MURDER" hot angry tears built up in Max's eyes, then he punched Reilly again.
Race stood there, watching Max pour out his built up anger all into beating the hell out of Reilly, he didn't know that all of that had built up in Max, he'd always seemed so tough, and not very emotional.
(dat angst.)
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Post by Brooklyn on Oct 28, 2011 19:39:38 GMT -5
Reilly fought back the entire time, his anger so strong that he simply couldn't let Max's beating stop him. He kneed Max in the stomach and shoved him away, catching his breath for a moment before jumping back in and punching him two more times. "At least you didn't have ta sit there and watch her bleed to death in your arms knowing there was NOTHING you could do to save her!" he yelled, kicking the chairs out of the way.
At that moment Spot came in, stepping between them and holding Max back while Blondie, too drunk to really be of any help, tried to hold Reilly back. Blnik stepped in to help with Reilly and Spades and Aces stepped in to help hold Max back.
Reilly was livid, shoving Blondie off and into Cailin who caught her, then tearing away from Blink.
Blink tackled Reilly to the ground and got his arm in a hold to stop him from squirming.
"Reilly, CALM DOWN!" Spot yelled. "Da HELL is wrong with you?"
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Post by Race on Nov 8, 2011 18:24:43 GMT -5
"HE'S HAD HIS HEAD SHOVED UP HIS ASS SO LONG IT'S HARD TO NOT FEEL SORRY FOR HIMSELF!" Max yelled, trying to push Spot, Spades and Aces off of him, "AN' IF SOMEONE COMES UP WITH A MOIDAHED GIRLFRIEND HE CAN'T STAND IT!" he was seeing red and couldn't control what came out of his mouth, he'd let all of it build up, using the drugs to keep it from coming out, to forget, but now that he was sobering up those emotions were bubbling out, both the anger and the sadness.
Race just stood there, unsure of how to react, he ran a hand through his hair and just watched, "deah me..." he muttered.
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Post by Brooklyn on Nov 9, 2011 21:33:42 GMT -5
"WHAT I CAN'T STAND IS YOUR IDIOTIC, HYPOCRITICAL HABIT! AT LEAST I'LL ADMIT THAT IT'S A STUPID WAY TO DEAL WITH A LOSS!" Reilly yelled, ripping away from Blink and storming out of the house.
Spot watched him go, unsure about whether he should go talk to him or not.
Blondie was a little more sober now, staring at the scene before her.
Cailin looked over at Max worriedly.
Blink got up and saw all the people gathered around gaping. "Nothin' ta see, everyone back ta what you were doin'. Who's up for body shots?" he said, trying to lighten the mood a bit. Most of the people in the room gave him a funny look. "Anybody? ....Not drunk enough yet? Okay..."
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Post by Race on Nov 9, 2011 21:54:53 GMT -5
Max shoved Spades and Aces all off, staring at the stragglers, "DA HELL YOU LOOKIN' AT?!" he yelled, storming out the back door, his face felt like it was on fire and he was getting a slight headache from all the yelling. He'd forgotten how much more angrier he got with withdrawls.
Race stared, "Poker anyone?" he started backing back into the card room, looking around with his eyebrows raised, "No? Yes?"
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Post by Brooklyn on Nov 9, 2011 22:34:48 GMT -5
Spot went after Reilly while Cailin went after Max. "Are you okay?" she asked softly from the doorway. It was quiet outside and they were the only two in the back. "Or do I need to just kind of...go away?" she said, a little uncertainly.
Blink followed Race to the card room as everyone else at the party went about their business.
Blondie got a cup of the punch. "I need a drink..."
Spades looked at her. "No you don't," he said, taking the cup from her and following Race to the card room.
Blondie narrowed her eyes and focused on the back of his knee, kicking it and making him stumble a bit, pouring the drink on Mufasa.
"ARE YOU HAPPY?! NOW OUR BABY SMELLS LIKE BLINK PUNCH!" Aces yelled, shoving his brother's hat down over his head.
Spades yanked the alcohol-covered baby away from his brother and threw it against the wall. "PLASTIC! PLASTIC PLASTIC PLASTIC!"
Aces ran over to the baby and knelt beside it on the floor. It's head was hanging off and it was crying in a low, demonic sounding voice that meant it was malfunctioning. "YOU KILLED MUFASA!"
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Post by Race on Nov 9, 2011 22:39:42 GMT -5
"good it's dead!" Race responded, hearing the caniption Aces was having.
Max turned around, seeing it was Cailin, "Nah..I'm good..I just needed to cool off," he said, rubbing the back of his neck, "Sorry bout that..he just got undah my skin.."
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Post by Brooklyn on Nov 9, 2011 23:00:08 GMT -5
Aces hissed at Race. "I'M A TERRIBLE MOTHER!" he said, trying to put the head back on, only to have it pop off again. "Superglue....lots and lots of superglue...." He rocked back and forth his eyes wide and crazy-looking.
Spades tilted his head to the side. "You realize you just hissed? At Race... Over a plastic dead baby... Are you feeling okay?"
"YOU DID THIS TO ME!" Aces said, pointing a shaking finger at Spades. "ABUSIVE! I WANT A DIVORCE!"
Spades grabbed a shot glass and went to find Blink, his eye twitching a bit.
Spot caught up with Reilly as he was getting in his car to leave. "Reilly! I know ya havin' withdrawals and Max is too, but that ain't you talkin'. Things are gonna get better, ya hear? Ya just gotta give it more time."
"I HAVE given it time! Over and over again and every time I lose control of myself and go buy some more!" Reilly said, still angry. "I'm sick of it!"
Spot got in his face. "Then tough it out! Do whatever it takes ta get ya mind off of it! Hell, Reilly, you've got more sense than that!"
Reilly started to retort, but knew Spot was right. There was nothing he could think of to say to argue.
Cailin shook her head. "I understand. Things like that just happen sometimes. But I hope you know I'm always here if you need anything..." She blushed a little, looking down, knowing it probably sounded weird coming from a person who had only known him for a few days, but she meant it.
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Post by Race on Dec 6, 2011 22:04:03 GMT -5
Max smiled slightly, "Thanks.." he said, he looked down at Race's hot tub, smirking a bit, "Hey Cailin...you evah been in a hot tub?"
Race hissed back, knocking back another shot and wandering over to a poker game, "Deah me...ya give a man a fake baby and he becomes a woman...da hell is this woild comin' to?"
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Post by Brooklyn on Dec 23, 2011 18:39:56 GMT -5
Cailin followed his gaze to the hot tub. "Only at the ones at hotels that smell like chlorine and old people." she said, laughing.
Spades, who had followed Race to the poker table shrugged. "I dunno. Maybe he got some ancestral freak-accident gay gene."
Blink came back around, grinning and passing around more shots. He was pretty buzzed by now and his eyepatch was slightly askew, his hair mussed and a smear of pink lipstick on his neck . "Hehe..."
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Post by Race on Jan 10, 2012 20:29:19 GMT -5
Max pulled his shirt off, motioning for her to follow him to Race's uncle's, "C'mon...this one is kept pretty clean..a la Italian mafia" he laughed, referring to Race's hit man uncle.
"Den how come it ain't hit you yet?" Race smirked, holding back laughter as Blink walked by.
Jack had drank a little too much, and ended up in a closet with some girl he barely knew, she'd told him her name, then they started making out, then next thing Jack knew he was topless and feeling her up in Race's hall closet.
((Jack you perv...XD))
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 10, 2012 23:34:30 GMT -5
Cailin tilted her head to the side. "Race's Uncle is involved in that?" She knew her dad would kill her if he knew she was at a party hosted by his enemies, but she shrugged it off, following Max and pulled off her shirt, letting it fall on the ground a short way from the hot tub. She left her jeans in the same place and sat down at the edge of the hot tub, sticking her legs in first to get used to the heat of the water, the black lace boldly contrasting against her fair skin.
Spades shoved Race playfully. "That's where the freak-accident part comes in. It only hit him." He jutted a thumb over his shoulder indicating Aces, who was in the corner cradling the dead robot baby.
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Post by Race on Jan 10, 2012 23:38:23 GMT -5
Race snorted, "wonder how dat happened!" he said sarcastically.
Max took her in with his eyes, trying not to grin, he was in his boxers already sitting with his arms stretched across the edge of the hot tub. "Yeah..he's like some kinda hit man or somethin', so he's barely home, ergo Race having a giant party." he explained, "c'mon.. "he petted the empty seat next to him, "Take da plunge," he laughed.
Jack pushed the girl against the door, working at the buttons on her pants, next thing he knew the door gave and they fell sprawled out on the ground in front of everyone at the party, "Wha'?" everyone started laughing, "Ah shit.." the girl slapped him, pretending it was all his fault.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 10, 2012 23:53:36 GMT -5
Aces chunked a shoe at Spades' head. "I AM NOT GAY I AM MOURNING!"
Spades threw the shoe back at his brother as hard as he could. "Whatever you say, Princess."
Cailin slipped into the hot tub and sat next to Max, smiling. It just felt so natural to be there with him that she didn't think twice about the fact that he had gotten her out of her clothes faster than any other guy ever could have. (( XD )) Still, there was a small nagging in the back of her mind about being at an Italian hitman's house when her father had warned her of the dangers the Italian mafia could pose for them.
Blink couldn't help laughing. He was so drunk that it didn't even occur to him that Jack was going to be in serious trouble with Sarah.
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