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Post by bruiser147 on Sept 17, 2008 16:47:36 GMT -5
Kenobi sauntered into the bar, watching around him easily with his brown eyes.His denim jacket was open, exposing his brown t-shirt.A brown leather belt held his old faded blue jeans in place.He almost seemed to strut as he walked, but it was'nt out of the fact he knew that some of the girls might think him handsome, but well-earned pride.His brown eyes said cooly Come what may, I can handle it. Not like some of the rich peoples eyes, that said Come what may, I can buy or talk my way out of it.So who was this new stranger? He sure was'nt rich, with those old blue jeans and beat up denim jacket.He also seemed a bit thin for his age, yet he seemed older than his actual age.He sat down at the bar, then addressed the brtender in his native language. "¿Hola.dónde quizás encuentre que yo que un lugar para alquilar para un poquito?" He asked the bartender.Ahhh, you think.A immigrant. But something in his manner seems a bit suspicious, and it clicks into place.Your looking at an illegal immigrant, but whats he doing here in this town? He seems to want to settle down here.But why? Thats the million dollar question, and you just cant figure it out.
ooc: he said 'Hello.Where might I find a place to rent for a little bit?'
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Post by lindzii on Sept 17, 2008 17:50:26 GMT -5
Courtney grinned from the other side of the bar, her violet eyes seemed to dance with the music.
"Sorry man, i only speak enlgish!" She told him over the loud music and poured a shot of vodka for a man on the other side of Kenobi. Courtney looked like she was at least 21, but she was really 15. Her fake i.d. looked legitimate to even the most educated night club security guy or bouncers. She honestly didn't need the money, she didn't need the money at all. Just a place to get away and the manager had been happy to give her the job after she had bribed him.
She served up another drink, tucking a tip into her back pocket.
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Post by bruiser147 on Sept 17, 2008 18:00:50 GMT -5
"I said, do you know where I could rent a room at for awhile?" He asked, watching her. He smiled briefly as Bon Jovi's Wanted Dead Or Alive began to play, and he sang along easily. "Im a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride, Im wanted, dead or alive". That was pretty much how it was, too, he thought wryly. If someone found out he was an illegal, he would be Wanted as well, And Kenobi just wanted to live in peace.
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Post by lindzii on Sept 17, 2008 18:06:41 GMT -5
Courtney leaned forward "Yeah, if you can wait a few days their building apartments down town." She told him rolling her eyes as a demanding woman asked for a beer. Courtney slid the beer across the table to the woman and the focused back on Kenobi. She studied him for a moment, he didn't look much older than she was . But then again looks can be deceiving.
"Theres also the boarding school, their rooms are pretty cheap." There were definite benefits from living at the boarding school.
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Post by bruiser147 on Sept 17, 2008 18:12:52 GMT -5
Kenobi nodded. "I'll have to check the rooms out" There was a definite hint of a south of the border accent in his voice, and it was fairly obvious he was trying to hide it. His brown eye watched the room quietly, then he withdrew some money. "Could I get a cherry cola, please?" He asked, handing over the money. After this, he would find a place to work, since he would need money to rent a room to live in and to buy food with.
He watched around him, something in his eyes that hinted at wariness, like a hunted animal.
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Post by lindzii on Sept 17, 2008 18:21:26 GMT -5
Courtney gave him the cola and slid his money back into his hand "I think you need it more than this place does." She said noting his mysterious manneursims. She nodded to him, she could hear his accent as clear as day. But Courtney wasn't one to pry, let alone judge someone.
"Don't worry," She started, giving him a knowing smiled "This is the best place to hide." She turned around and got back to work, pouring drinks and taking orders.
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Post by bruiser147 on Sept 17, 2008 18:30:26 GMT -5
Kenobi sat there quietly as he drank his cola, lost in thought.I need a fight to get my mind off my problems and to blow some steam he thought wryly.Back in Mexico, he'd been a pretty good fighter, running with a small gang of friends that often rumbled with other gangs. But all the gangs that rumbled and fought were also friends, and lived in dfear of being jumped by one common enemy, the Socs, the wealthy kids, who loved jumping on a lone capataz when there were atleast 4 of them, and beating the heck out of them.In fights between the gangs and the Socs, the gangs would come through for each other, even if they had just been rumbling the night before.That was gang life in the poor section of Mexico City.
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Post by lindzii on Sept 17, 2008 18:46:56 GMT -5
Courtney paused and talked to another girl that had just walked in from a door connected to the bar. Courtney grinned and grabbed a small package from the girl before turning and slipping out from behind the bar. She headed towards the entrance of the club and slipped out into the cool night. She looked around for her car, forgetting where she had parked it. She pushed the unlock button on her keys until she heard heard her car beep and the headlights flashed. She walked over to her fairly new jeep and took out the package. She cut a bar of cocaine on the hood of her car and rolled up a dollar bill using it to sniff the cocaine up. She tucked the package and dollar bill back in her pocket, glancing around to make sure no one had seen her.
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Post by Twisted Intentions™ on Sept 17, 2008 18:49:57 GMT -5
"You bad little girl." Drake said and walked past her, his eyes glowing the vampire bright blue. "Do you know what that does to your body?" He asked and leaned against the side of th building.
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Post by bruiser147 on Sept 17, 2008 18:57:01 GMT -5
'I know this pretty rave girl, always thinkin' bout her' Kenobi sang as he exited the bar, having finished his drink. He began to walk towards the boarding school, then saw the bartender snorting some type of drugs.He scowled, turning away and walking on the other side of the street. Drugs were what had torn his family apart, what had killed his mother, then his father.Both had overdosed purposly, leaving their son behind to fend for himself. Shoving his hands into his pockets, he began again to walk back towards the school. 'When she says hi to me, butterflys go right through me, and when I see her dancin' I wanna get in closer, and maybe get to know her.I know this pretty rave girl, always thinkin' bout her' he sang once again. The song was stuck in his head from his last rave, and he rather liked the song.He made a mental note to burn a CD with the song on it.
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Post by lindzii on Sept 17, 2008 19:03:19 GMT -5
Courtney rolled her eyes at Drake. "Clearly i care." She said plain and simple
Courtney heard singing and slightly rolled her eyes, probably another drunk guy stumbling about trying to find his car. She shrugged and hopped into her car. She wasn't really addicted to drugs, in fact she only used them about once or twice a year. It was more of a way to protest against her perfect sister Tinsley. She revved the engine once or twice before peeling out of the parking lot. She drove past the guy she had served in the club, he was walking.. that was strange. She stopped the car and hit reverse. She rolled down the window and looked out at him
"Hey need a ride?" She asked turning her music down.
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Post by bruiser147 on Sept 17, 2008 19:10:03 GMT -5
Kenobi shrugged. "I dont really have anywhere to go" He said. "Im used to walking, anyhow." He grinned slightly."When your a mexicano pobre, you get used to it" He shrugged, her brown eyes twinkling with good humor and laughter. But there seemed to be something hidden in their depths, a secret he was hiding.
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Post by lindzii on Sept 17, 2008 19:42:21 GMT -5
Courtney shrugged "If your sure.." she said rolling up the window half way, letting the night air sweep into her car. She gave the guy from the bar one last smile, before heading back in the direction of the boarding school, she had a test in the morning that she still needed to study for.
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Post by bruiser147 on Sept 17, 2008 20:00:19 GMT -5
Kenobi continued walking, moving easily.He was used to walking long distances.He had walked the whole way here, had'nt he? His strides were long,even and easy, giving an impression of grace and power. He looked calm, as he looked both left and right before crossing the street, taking a shortcut to the school
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