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Post by Aiden "Rave" Hamilton on Apr 12, 2009 17:30:12 GMT -6
Rave mused while watching her body move, not to mention feeling it move against his body as well as in his hands on her hips while moving with the music.
He could feel her laughing by the slight shaking you make when you laugh,and he saw her smile when she turned around that only witnessed that she had been even though she had calmed down a bit from it and there was only a sweet smile left.
Storm blue eyes searched out her hazel ones while a smile crept up on him as well. She was a good dancer and she could seriously move her body well not to mention she followed him with ease.
Rave glared at the guy that came to dance with her from behind and peered icicles at him and just before he almost got worked up, she moved away from the guy and Rave calmed down again.
Even though he was somewhat tipsy he still hadn't calmed his so called 'issues' that much even though they were more protective at the moment than anything else.
They danced for several hours nonstop and enjoyed themselves quite a bit all through the night. With only one hour left before the place'd close Rave dragged her off the dance floor.
"I need to take a piss.. I think I need to ge' 'ome aftah tha' tho.. I gotta work tomorrow since it's friday, bu' I've go' the weekend off."
He said with a hint of wanting to get to know her more.
"Wanna wait fo' me an' we can take anotha smoke outside befo' I go?"
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Post by Sissy McCoy on Apr 12, 2009 18:34:28 GMT -6
"Aw, that's sweet, but no." She patted his chest as she refused him. "I've got things I have to do here still before I drag my sorry ass home. But I'm never far away, so, you'll be able to find me again if you want." She grinned.
Around them folks were being ushered out, it was well past closing time and the band was striking their instruments and sound boards as well.
She went over to the bar and there was the brown scruffy kids behind it, gathering up the empties. "Give me an OJ and a ashtray." She told him as she tapped out her pack.
"Ditching the Brit?" He asked as he obliged.
"None of your business." She replied tartly as she took out her nights takes from the pockets that she'd sewn into her clothes for her stashes.
It was nice to spend some time with someone who didn't know her whole sad story and treat her differently because of it. Didn't push her away or rub to close for all the wrong reasons.
"Good night." She said as the owner came up to count the till.
"Would of been better if you hadn't spent half of it playing grab ass." He grumbled.
"Yeah, well, all work and no play makes Jane a dull girl." She snapped back, mostly angry because he was right. If she'd gone back to her room and picked up another set then she'd made a lot higher score tonight. "Besides, I don't tell you how much beer to buy or what light bulbs to use, so don't get on me about my business."
"If I ran out of beer, then I'd be in the wrong business." He said back, taking cut money and putting it in his pocket. "Whatever."
"Whatever." She replied and they nodded at each other, discussion closed.
One of the great things about working the club was her home was literally just a few hundred feet away. At the end of the building was the start of the hotel parking lot, which was good, because the pre-dawn was cold and she curled her arms around her bare midriff as she hurried along.
A shadow pulled itself out of the other shadows from behind some dumpsters between her and the edge of the parking lot and resolved itself to be a whipcord thin man in a wife-beater and baggy pants.
"Jose." She frowned as she came up short. Behind her a small noise had her looking over her shoulder and she saw that he was joined by a much younger clone of himself. Right down to the gold cross around his neck.
"Lookin' good, Sissy! All recovered from our little talk? Don't she look good?" He called to the boy behind her. All of them took slow steps to try to get in better position, even as their banter continued.
"I tole you not to do business without cutting me in." Jose said. "And you did anyway. But maybe you remember our discussion and won't make it so hard on yourself this time."
"Why should I? I pay for everything, do all the work, you do nothing. Nothing." Her face was set in a scowl.
"That's not the point. But that's OK your too stupid to understand, because I enjoy educating you. Tonight might take a little longer, because, Jr. there? He wants to help educate you too. We may have to take turns...but I know you're up for that." He licked his lips and moved toward her.
She tried to run back to wards the club, figuring that she could get past the younger one, but with his long legs Jose easily caught up to her and wrapped his hand into her long hair to swing her around and into the brick wall.
Briskly he frisked her and took her money and her stash. When she inhaled to yell he hit her head against the wall again with a crack. "None of that now." He warned as his hand now moved slower, pushing her clothes aside. "Jr. come and help me here..."
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Post by Aiden "Rave" Hamilton on Apr 13, 2009 5:29:16 GMT -6
Sweet hands she had that girl, touching his chest like that, he thought while standing in line to get into the men's room to take a leak. Apparently all guys thought of the same thing when the club night was over -- take a piss then go home. Typical.
It took him a good ten minutes to get in to do his business but he figured he didn't have that much of a rush home anyway and since Sissy had things she had to do, well he took his time.
Once he got outside, he put a smoke to his lips only to realize he didn't have his lighter and ended up cursing under his breath and put it back in the package while starting to walk out of the alley.
All of a sudden he heard some broken English that sounded like a promise of either violence or rape. He straightened his back and looked around and it didn't take too long before he saw it was Sissy being pinned against the wall with a guy feeling her up and another one on his way there.
"what the..!"
He tossed his coat aside to be able to move more freely and ran up towards the younger looking guy and grabbed him around his throat and forced him down on his back. Almost before he landed, Rave stomped on his chest to cause him enough pain to stay there a while then moved over to the guy pinning her to the wall.
"One of yoah's Jose, I'm suah"
He growled and aimed a fist at his face. Only this guy had the chance of actually seeing him before attacking, the younger guy didn't. Jose backed away and let his grip around Sissy go and instead focused on the blond guy attacking him.
Rave kept attacking and it went fast, both fists and kicks came flying making the Spanish man backing until he managed to make a counter attack with his right arm flying, which Rave ducked and in turn managed to get a fist into the Spaniard's stomach with an ompfh from him.
They were both fast but Rave was the stronger one and even if Jose managed to get a blow hitting Rave's left cheek it didn't stop him from keeping up the fight and Jose got quite a bit of beating back from that blow to say the least since it fueled Rave's anger even more.
"I'm goin' to fuckin' break yoah nose yoah fuckah!"
Rave growled just a moment before his fist hit the man's nose with a disgusting crack to go and the bloody nose to follow. By now Rave was a wild animal and just kept the punches flying until Jose was too woozy to get where the blows were coming from and too bloody and messed up that his mother would barely recognize him. Rave had probably broken more than only his nose in his face and a few ribs to go with it.
Rave had a bruised left cheek by now and probably a crack in a rib but that had never stopped him from fighting back before. He'd stand until he fainted and even then he'd probably fight unconsciously until he didn't breathe anymore.
The older Spaniard fell to the ground just as Rave got something heavy on his back which he realized was the other younger guy but it didn't take long before he had been swung over Rave's shoulder and landed hard on the ground in front of him. A kick was aimed towards Rave's face but stopped in mid air by his hand and instead the guy was pinned to the ground yet again, only this time he had a boot on his throat that made him think twice of actually moving.
"Take this fuckah an' ge' out of 'eah, an' if yoah evah ge' into this block again, I'll fuckin' kill yoah, touch Sissy, yoah will see wha' I do to yoah but it ain't goin' to be pretteh tha's fo suah. Tha's no' even a threat, tha's a bloody promise!"
The younger guy glanced over at his father from what they seemed to be due to similarity of facial features and the look on the young guy's face when he barely recognized his own father due to the blood and broken bones in his face was priceless. Not to mention the stench of urine moments after.
"Piss off! Take 'im with yoah and fuckin' stay out! I've taken on more guys than yoah at the same time, yoah luckeh I spared yoah lives."
With a slight weight on the guys throat as a warning, he let him go to crawl over to his father and get him up on his feet and limp and possibly crawl away from there, but not without Rave searching their pockets first and took what ever they had which was a bit more than what they'd taken from Sissy to begin with.
Rave walked back towards Sissy while catching his breath a little and kneeled at her where she sat by the brick wall and dumpster where she'd been hit against the wall.
"Hey.. yoah okay?"
He asked and looked her over before he traced her hair away from her face with his left hand to be able to view the wounds better.
"They fuckin' messed yoah up"
he growled and went to the coat he'd tossed only a few steps away from there and walked back to her while fishing out a tissue from one of his pockets and held it against her head.
"Yoah live someweah close?"
He asked and wouldn't take no for an answer to follow her home even though he himself looked like a bit of a mess, not only his own face but also his knuckles being torn and bloody from the blows he'd been handing out but, it wasn't something he cared about. And, he was too high on endorphines to feel any pain anyway. This rib would probably kill him in the morning though.
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Post by Sissy McCoy on Apr 13, 2009 9:43:03 GMT -6
Sissy had resigned herself to what was going to happen as Jose made free with her. She didn't bother to try to yell again, her head was spinning as it was and the grip on her hair was tight and painful. The entire left side of her face was throbbing between numbness and pain as blood ran down from a cut above her eye and a split lip.
And then he was gone, jerking strands of her hair when he moved away. She rolled along the wall, turning over to watch as the guy she'd been dancing with...God...what was his name? She should go help but when she tried to push up off the wall she got so woozy she needed to lean back again for support.
She tried to watch the fight, but it was fast and her vision wasn't the best in the dark alley. Instead she slid down the wall, the brick scraping her back was the least of her worries, to sit on the trash covered alleyway.
Someone loomed over her. To the victor, she thought woozily. But then who ever it was squatted down. "Hey.. yoah okay?" Asked the concerned and angler face of the guy from the club.
"Sure...." She said, and gave him a bloody grin in the dark, making her teeth look as if they had been outlined in black. "Just a small set back."
"They fuckin' messed yoah up" He said just before he stood and left. Surprised that he'd abandoned her after fighting to help her out she sat there for a moment. But then he came back with his coat and dabbed at the blood running down her face.
"Won't be the first time someone did." She admitted. "Help me up?"
When she stood it became apparent she was more than half undressed now but as she tried to right herself she discovered her left arm didn't work so well and her balance wasn't that great. She braced herself with her right hand against the wall and tried to get her fingers to work of her left as she covered her breasts by pulling her shirt down but her pants where beyond her.
"Can you..." She looked away, embarrassed. "Snap my pants?"
"Yoah live someweah close?"
"Right around the corner. I mean, really, that corner right there is the start of the parking lot." She nodded towards the hotel parking lot and then wobbled, her head hung down and her hair fell over her face as she shuffled to try to find a way to stand that seemed stable.
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Post by Aiden "Rave" Hamilton on Apr 13, 2009 10:10:12 GMT -6
"I dunn call this a small setback, Sissy"
He said and kept dabbing her forehead for a while until she tried to stand up. Rave helped her up by holding her under her arm and around her back with his right arm, his left hand still holding her.
Rave tried to let her go but was a bit unwilling to since she wobbled quite a bit and he ended up holding his right hand by her side to help steady her a bit.
"suah, hold this fo' a bit"
He said and took the hand from the wall to make her hold the tissue against her forehead and leaned her back somewhat against the wall before he pulled her pants up propperly and buttoned them up without even thinking about it twice. He also made sure her shirt was on properly before he offered his coat to her by hanging it around her shoulders.
"Yoah dressed way too light to be out 'ere at this time anyway"
He said. Sure, it was summer but some nights were quite cold and you should at least have a small jacket or a shirt on for evening and nightly walks.
"Okay... yoah in no position to walk, yoah could 'ave a concussion... bu' somethin' tells me yoah dunn wanna be headin' to the 'ospital eh?"
He said and wrapped his coat around her properly, made sure her injured left arm was out of the way of his chest then picked her up bridal style, legs over his left arm, her back to his right. If she argued he'd refuse to let her go anyway.
"Just, keep holdin' tha' tissue to yoah 'ead okay"
Rave said and walked around the corner and looked around first of all to see if the other two were still around but they'd managed to crawl away somewhere already. Good for them.
He walked towards the motel then looked down at her for a moment.
"wha' numbah is yoahs? An' do yoah 'ave the key on yoah?"
He asked, carrying her like she was nothing but a doll in his arms. She was quite the light weight but at the same time, Rave was stronger than he looked due to his arts of free running.
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Post by Sissy McCoy on Apr 13, 2009 10:25:56 GMT -6
She couldn't help but find it funny as he fussed over her, childing her for under-dressing on a cold night like some mother hen. "I don't live far enough away to worry about it, usually." She said as he tended to her briskly. "And no, no hospital. I don't like to leave the neighborhood."
"Cut through the parking lot, to the back door." She said, not protesting as he swept her up to carrying her that way. "My key-card opens the back door...oh fuck. FUCK!" She cried out, leaning her head against his shoulder. "He's got my key-card and I don't want to go through the lobby looking like this to ask for another one..." Her sigh had the weight of the world in it and he could tell she was steeling herself to do just that. To publicly flaunt her injuries for the sake of piece of plastic to get into her room and tend to herself.
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Post by Aiden "Rave" Hamilton on Apr 13, 2009 10:37:29 GMT -6
"Well, yoah should worreh... if yoah get sick, 'ow ar yoah supposed to work eh?"
He asked, not really meaning what he said but just found he needed some sort of comeback to remark on her using more clothes than she did right now.
Rave walked over towards the back door while crossing the parking lot, he nodded about the keycard and walked past the lobby in a safe distance from being seen and found the back door eventually.
He put her down but kept his right arm around her and started to dig into his left pocket until he found what he wanted and pulled his hand up.
"Yoah mean this?"
He asked with a grin and pulled the card through the slit and opened the door and kept it open with his foot before sweeping her up again and went inside.
"so, wha's the door numbah of yoahs?"
He asked while slowly walking through the corridor to get to what ever room she mentioned. Once inside he'd hit the light with his shoulder and walk over to the bed and place her down on the side of it to look her over a bit better.
"yoah 'ave any iodine or somethin' ? Any first aid kit?"
He asked and kneeled by her before reaching over to look carefully under the tissue she'd been holding to herforehead to see what the wound looked like and if it was still bleeding. Rave hadn't even bothered about his own cheekbone being all swollen and skin somewhat torn or his knuckles bleeding as well as his split lip, his entire focus was on her and how she was doing.
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Post by Sissy McCoy on Apr 13, 2009 10:56:22 GMT -6
He produced her key-card from his pocket. "Yoah mean this?" He said as he opened the back door.
"Yay!" She said weakly as he scooped her up again. "Second floor, 202. Use the elevator, there, see it?" The hallways were done in cream and crimson in an old art deco style and the elevator creaked a bit as they rode it up a floor. When they exited they were on a little landing with an ice machine and set of vending machines; one with soda and the other with snacks and toothbrushes.
Entering her room there was a little hallway formed by the closet on the left and the bathroom on the right before coming into the main room. She'd lived here a while, that was for certain from the amount of personal effects around the room. But the bed was freshly made so there was still maid service.
"yoah 'ave any iodine or somethin' ? Any first aid kit?" He asked as he set her on the bed.
"No, that would be sensible, wouldn't it." She tried to shrug, but her shoulder pained her. She pushed the top to the side and they both could see how her skin was tight and swollen even as the bruise bloomed red and black underneath. "That would have been my face if I hadn't thrown my shoulder forward." She said, poking at it with her finger gently.
"Maybe some ice?" She suggested. When he brought a towel wrapped in ice she touched his face. "Aw, look, they got you too, Tiger." She said even as more bruises had bloomed on her own face unnoticed by her. She winced as she put the ice on her shoulder and then reached for the phone with her other hand.
"Did you get anything else of mine?" She asked hopefully as she dialed.
"It's Sissy. I'm going to be MIA for a few days." She paused. "No, it was Jose again and his little brother. Well, Jose's fucked up this time too, so that makes me feel all kinds of better. K. Bye."
She hung up the phone and tried to shake out a cigarette. "My supplier." She explained. "He doesn't want to get involved, but he owes me, so he told Jose he can't just kill me. Small blessings, right?"
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Post by Aiden "Rave" Hamilton on Apr 13, 2009 11:16:07 GMT -6
"it would yeah.."
He said but at least dug out ice and a towel for the shoulder. After a moment of cooling it, Rave removed the icepack and carefully touched the bones and joint around it while trying to be as careful as he could.
"No broken bones, tha's a good thing"
He remarked and flinched a bit when she touched his face. Not until now did he realize he'd been hit too and the pain in his rib came crawling to his consciousness as well but he tried not to show it.
"nah.. dunn worreh about me, I've been through worse than this. This is nothin'"
He said and placed the ice pack back to her shoulder again. While she made a phone call he rose and emptied his pockets on the bed and picked up his own small change but let the rest be there except for one small rock that he pretended he didn't find. Should she ask he could always dig into it again and just happen to find it.
"Tha's wha' I found in their pockets. Didn't realleh frisk them tha' properly bu'... I figured they mugged yoah while they were at it"
He mentioned then grabbed the phone and called the desk and asked them to bring a med kit up to room 202 and hung up.
He said and kneeled once again after hitting the light switch to light up the room. He started to clean her forehead and cheek where the blood had been running and soon found her pretty face underneath.
"Theah yoah are."
He said and smiled before took her cheeks in his hands.
"Look at me"
He ordered as he looked at each eye one by one as if comparing them.
"Follow my finger"
He said and moved it back and forth and up and down to see how she did.
"Yoah feel woozy still? Head ache? It seems yoah 'ave a concussion by judging of yoah pupils.. means yoah shouldn't sleep fo' at least 12 hours."
He continued to dab away the blood from around her mouth and what had run down her neck.
"like I said... they messed yoah up pretteh bad"
He repeated.
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Post by NPC on Apr 13, 2009 11:32:40 GMT -6
A tap came to the door and a young man, not much older than Rave's real age, stood outside the door in a suit with a first aid kit on a tray. He peered around Rave even as he spoke.
"Miss McCoy needs to sign for this." He said, his eyes nervous but his tone firm. "I need to see her sign for this."
He wouldn't brook no for an answer without ending up calling the police directly after, Rave could see it as clearly as if the guy had it written on his forehead.
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Post by Sissy McCoy on Apr 13, 2009 11:39:46 GMT -6
"Yeah, yeah..." She admitted to everything he said but waved it off. "Can you light this for me?" she asked, shaking out a cigarette at last from the pack as she poked her finger through what he'd dumped on the bed. "This all here is mine, you can have half of what was his, sound fair?"
She pushed about four hundred dollars and a bag of weed, two foil wrapped rocks and four tabs of E in a plastic baggie to the side. "Unless you want me to sell the goods for you." She offered.
"You know," She tilted her head and bit her split lip lightly as she considered him with her hazel eyes. "You've been a perfect gentleman, can you be an imperfect one for a bit?"
But just as she asked the knock came to the door. Hearing his voice she called out "I'm OK Jimmy, just a bit of a dust up. Tiger here is playing nursemaid. Don't worry about it!"
When that was sorted she stood up, bracing herself against him as she caught her balance. "I need a bath. Can you be an imperfect gentleman and help me? I don't think I can undress myself or wash my hair..."
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Post by Aiden "Rave" Hamilton on Apr 13, 2009 11:54:45 GMT -6
That guy was a bit too nosy for Rave's taste but on the other hand Sissy seemed to be a sweet girl that got around a lot no matter if it was by sleeping around or not so he figured that this Jimmy guy was just being worried all friendly like.
Once he finally managed to close the door on the guy and held the first aid kit in his hand he sighed somewhat and walked back to Sissy just as she rose. Rave was quick to help of course since the last thing she needed was to fall over and hit her head a second time. He flinched a bit when she leaned on him when his rib reminded him that he'd gotten quite the kick there a while ago, if he wasn't careful that rib might just crack all together and that'd mean even more pain.
"wha? yoah mean.. uh... well, if yoah dunn mind a guy in tha bathroom... I s'pose I 'ave no choice bu' ta 'elp yoah."
Usually he didn't really get uncomfortable around girls and especially not when they were naked but this was an entire different matter and somehow, he kind of related to this woman like his long lost second sister for reasons he didn't even know about himself at the same time she was as far away as she possibly could be from being one.
"Come on then"
He said and helped her inside the bathroom and made her sit on the toilet lid while he reached over to turn the water on to make it warm.
"yoah suah this is okay? me bein' in 'ere?"
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Post by Sissy McCoy on Apr 13, 2009 12:08:02 GMT -6
"Tiger, you could bend me over the toilet right now and have your way with me and it'd be better than what they had planned for me out in that alley." She told him as she turned on the water in the tub, sitting on said toilet to add some bath salts to the water. "In fact, I'd still be there right now being smeared into a red stain instead of nice and cozy in my room if it weren't for you, so, don't get all uptight, ok?"
She held up a foot as lavender scented steam filled the air. "Shoes?" She asked, her voice almost childlike and her eyes big in her bruised face despite the brave words of a moment before.
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Post by Aiden "Rave" Hamilton on Apr 13, 2009 12:20:52 GMT -6
"I wouldn't do tha' even if yoah told me to, luv. I don't take advantage of people... at least no' like this"
He said and turned to look at her for a moment just as her foot came up towards him. He relaxed a bit and chuckled some before he took her shoe and pulled the laces before her shoe came off her foot.
"Guess yoah were the luckeh one fo' me standin' in line to piss fo' ten minutes befoah I left. If I'd left instantleh, yoah'd probableh ended up without any 'elp at all"
He said and moved over to her next shoe by kneeling down to it and did the same with that as the first one the took her socks off as well.
"Good thing I know howta fight."
Rave remarked and helped her stand up and let her lean against the sink while he unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down to her ankles, him following them down to help her get her feet out of them before he pushed them aside on the floor.
He rose again and couldn't help but look at her blue and small thong she wore. He swallowed and thought 'God have mercy' but didn't say anything and played it cool. He was not going to take advantage of her this way, fuck no.
"right arm up"
He said and helped her get out of the sleeve on that side before he traced the shirt over her head then down her left arm so she wouldn't have to move it much. He continued and moved down and took her thong down as well but this time he kept his eyes on the floor or on the walls.
"okay... yoah think yoah can get into the tub on yoah own?"
He asked, still steadying her with his left hand on her right arm.
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Post by Sissy McCoy on Apr 13, 2009 12:35:26 GMT -6
"Yeah," She winced as the shirt came over her head. "My lucky day."
Undressed she looked even thinner, her bones a little too prominent under her skin and yellowed beneath the new some old bruises, but her dark tipped breasts were a handful each and ripe as fruit. As she turned to put her foot in the water she wobbled slightly and hissed as the hot water touched her. Slowly she sank below the pink tinted water.
"Ah...that feels better already. Do me a favor? Get me the pipe and lighter off the nightstand? I should have brought them in with me...but I forgot." When he brought them she awkwardly lit the pipe and inhaled deeply. Squinting as she held the smoke she pointed to the sink.
"Get the bucket, thingie there, will you? For my hair?" She sat up and brought up her knees to lean her head on and pushed her hair forward so it lay over her shins.
Exposed from the nape of her neck to the top of her tail-bone Rave saw a raw spot where Jose had literally pulled her hair out by the roots as well as some older and yet so much more familiar markings. Twelve slivery lines crossed her back that in the dark of the club he hadn't noticed. Old lash marks from just below her shoulder blades to where her ribs ended. And nestled between her shoulder blades five circular burns. Devon burnt himself with cigarettes, but there was no way this girl could have burnt herself there.
Just between the dimples of her buttocks was a tattoo of a skeletal fist crushing a heart. "Love is a Lie" was the motto.
"Shampoo is under the sink." She said, her voice echoing strangely since she was facing the tile wall and not him as she waited.
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