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The Four horsmen of the apocolipse are charged with Job Incompetiance and gross misconduct by the council of saints. The result, was the discharge of the four horsemen, in other words they were fired from their jobs. The Horsemen are now forced to live in the worst place they could imagine, New York city, New York. Forced to live as humans now the horsemen have to contend with the fact no one knows who they are, or what they are. To make matters even worse. Their next door neighbors are the archangel Michael, and Lucifer.
The crazed four horsemen must learn how to live lives just like the humans do, how to fight the urges humans have, or how to sedate them even. Hunger, thirst, shelter, companionship, perhaps even the use of the bathroom. All of this is new to them. Ontop of all their human issues as a group each horsemen has their own issues to deal with as well.
How will the four horsemen get through their lives as mortals? Will they ever be known as the four horsemen ever again? Will Lucifer or Michael perhaps drive them crazy?
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[center Famine The youngest of the group. Famine fights with Pica, and goes weeks or months without any actual food in her system. Her family, or others within their little group somehow manage to get her to eat, but its very rare that she actually eats healthy. She also fights with a controlling boyfriend.]
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[center Pestilence The oldest in the group. Pestilence Fights with Atlantis Complex, a psychosis commonly found in young adults. The symptoms include Obsessive compulsive behavior, Paranoia, and Myltipe personality disorder. The disease isn't fatel, but uncurable. Pestilence is also fighting with being an alcoholic.]
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[center War The middle in the group of girls. War fights with anger issues and Bipolar disorder. War is mostly found on the streets in fight clubs and such, only having Death pull her away from it most of the time. War also happens to be fighting a very strong Order Compulsive disorder.]
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[Center Death, The only male within the group. Death fights with depression and suicidal tendencies. He's come close repeatedly to killing himself, but his sisters or some other member of their little group seems to always be saving his life. He also fights with an abusive use of morphine along with his secret life of being a homosexual.]
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[center 1. All ES rules apply.]
[center 2. This is a slice of life rp, Yes there will be fighting, but no there will be no killing.]
[center 3. Pics are to be artish please, not exactly anime, not exactly real.]
[center 4. I'd prefer a decent length of writing, but I'm not picky all I ask is you give me and those in the Rp something to work with.]]
[center 5. This is not a first come first serve Rp, I must ask you fill out a skeleton and send it to me Via Pm. The pm is to be titled with your Favorite fruit.]
[center 5. As I feel this story progresses I will be throwing more characters into the mix, so stay toned incase you don't get a spot.]
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[center [b Puppetmaster:] A link to your profile, not fully linked]
[center [b Name:] Your character's human name.]
[center [b Age:] 20+ They are all adults after all]
[center [b Role:] Which Role is your character? Lucifer? Michael? One of the four Horsemen?]
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[center [b Name:] Alric Le Padre]
[center [b Age:] 23]
[center [b Role:] Death]
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[center [b Puppetmaster:] [http://rp.eliteskills.com/u.php?u=53172 Avix]]
[Center [b Name:] Donna Mars]
[Center [b Age:] 27]
[center [b Role:] War]
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[center [b Name:] Anzu Mori]
[center [b Age:] 29]
[Center [b Role:] Pestilence]
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[center [b Puppetmaster:] [http://rp.eliteskills.com/u.php?u=53566 Seachelsita]]
[center [b Name:] Desirae Allen]
[center [b Age:] 23]
[center [b Role:] Famine]
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[center [b Name:] Lucian McAlester]
[center [b Age:] 30]
[center [b Role:] Lucifer]
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[center [b Archangel Micheal]]
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Well, that was that. Desirae wouldn't be joining them for dinner, it was sad of course but Desirae was as fickle as the wind. At the same time, saying that was hypocritical of herself, as Anzu was also like that, albeit with a different problem. All of them had their own problems, but there was nothing else to do but go on on life and attempt to live through this period of 'mortal' life.
Anzu stayed in the doorway for a few seconds before shrugging her shoulders, and entering the apartment while shutting the door firmly. There was a delightful smell beginning to permeate the apartment, that meant that Donna was in the process of cooking food. The sounds of water boiling in a pot, as well as movement, cutting sounds, and dropping things into water sound, what was Donna cooking this time? A quick peek and it became quite obvious that it had to do something with noodles; there were noodles in the boiling pot of water, or what appeared to be noodles, but it was hard to see exactly what it was.
Anzu didn't really know how to cook herself, the last two attempts had been burned food and almost setting the apartment on fire. Desirae, well it was glaringly and painfully obvious that she just picked up random junk of the ground and ate it, no appreciation for actual food. That left Donna and Alric, they had some knowledge of cooking food, and seeing that all of them were fed nicely -not counting Desirae usually- based on what they had, not a bad job really.
Anzu had by this time walked into the kitchen, then stood while looking at some point in the apartment. The good old days, they had been extremely glorious. The family, so tight knit back then. Ridding around as one spreading nasty things around. Happy times, but those past times were gone, stamped into dust after that stupid ruling. For the past couple of months, instead of four separate parts as one being, it was four separate people who were dealing with their own problems. Anzu hated it, at least when she was not in the mood of not hating it. To her, it was completely stupid being told by someone who didn't do her job, that she had done it improperly. But there was always hope, just maybe there was some chance of going back to be a horseman. A light at the end of a pitch black tunnel.
She heard a loud noise, sounded like a bottle being opened against the counter, followed by the sound of the cap hitting and then rattling on the floor for a few seconds. Footsteps followed, Donna set down a bottle behind where Anzu sat, Donna smiled somewhat before going back to preparing the food. Then Donna asked a question, it came out extremely harsh. But most of the time Desirae didn't bother to join the rest of them for what was called family meal time, Desirae went off somewhere else where none of them could bother her by trying to cram actual food down her mouth. Problems, extreme pain in the ass to deal with.
And the sounds wouldn't be stopping soon, there were footsteps outside in the hallway and the sounds of laughter, female most likely. Donna had heard these sounds and walked up to the door with a knife in hand. Donna looked out the peep hole, looking yonder out and seeing what was causing the noise. After a few short seconds, Donna had backed away and proceeded to tap out her usual rhythm, a repeated tattoo of two beats. Although this time she was using a knife, some chance of cutting herself. That was followed by "Damn it", and then a question concerning Alric's whereabouts. Anzu simply shrugged her shoulders, [+purple "Don't worry, he'll come soon. Give or take a few minutes depending on when he actually left work today. Unless he got into an accident, but that has never happened to him really, mostly it's us that have been in accidents."]
Anzu was the only one to come into the kitchen as Donna started to make food. They didn't have too much in the house but Donna always liked the challenge. She pulled out a box of pasta and went to the fridge and got some butter. She put them side by side. Then she got out some spinach and carrots, put them side by side. Then some chicken and garlic, again, side by side. She wanted one more line so she got some basil and oregano and put that there too.
She started to boil the noodles, using 4 cups of water inside the pan and two dashes of salt. Her sickness sometimes made cooking a terrible thing but when it all fell into place, it could calm Donna down like only fighting could. The only thing was cooking couldn't stop the tick, only pacify it. She waited for the water to boil and looked over at Anzu. She didn't know what to even begin to say to her sister.
They all seemed so close before her banishment, never leaving each other's sides. They were the 4 Horsemen, one singular force made of 4 parts that swept across the universe. Now they were just 4 separate people trying to deal with the sickness of the mortal world.
Donna looked at Anzu and slowly walked over to where she was. Donna took a bottle out of her bag and looked at her. Donna hated that Anzu drank like she did. It lead to her being in some bad places but they hated Donna's fighting as well. Perhaps she needed it like Donna needed it. Donna took the bottle and brought it over to the counter. She put the cap on the side of the counter and slammed it down, popping the cap off and letting it rattle to the floor. She placed it on the table where Anzu normally sat and gave her sister a quick, half smile before turning to her boiling water.
She poured the pasta in, taking it in two handfuls and placing it inside the water.
"[#9d1028 [b So is Desirae going to grace us with her presence or ... ?]]"
Donna didn't mean for it to come out so harshly but it did. Her other sister ate nothing and generally didn't join "family meal time". It had been a couple months now since Desirae joined the dinner table. Donna turned and started to cut the chicken, first vertically in half and then in half again, and again until it was bitable. She pulled out a pan and threw the chicken in there, using a little bit of the butter, two knife cuts.
Then she heard it, the loud stomping footsteps on the stairs and the giggle of a female. She clenched the knife in her hands and stormed past the table. She walked right up to the door and looked out the peep hold to their apartment door. She saw nothing but blonde hair and a big ass clad in a tight fitting skirt. The man was completely obscured, Donna only able to get glimpses of his arm or the top of his hair as they moved though the stairwell. She wanted to assume that was the man who was stupid enough to fuck with her sisters but she knew better than to make violent assumptions. It had lead to jail time before. Alric was the one who saved her. She backed away from the door, tapping the flat of the knife in the rhythm of two against her leg.
"[#9d1028 [b Damn it.]]" She muttered, turning back towards the kitchen. "[#9d1028 [b Where is Alric?]]" She said aloud, partly to herself and also for Anzu. He should be home any moment. She opened the container of garlic and tried to push all the annoyance she felt from her mind and body.
Lucifer had sat in the parking lot of the bar after he left. He had the blonde woman from inside sitting in his passenger seat babbling on about something that he had no interest in what so ever. He kept his eyes on Alric watching him interact with the other humans that he seemed to be friendly with. Seeing the man that he had gotten in an altercation with come up towards him had peaked his interest. Laughter slipped from his lips as he saw the face of the man turn red with anger "still the charmer" he muttered as he reversed out of the parking lot and headed back to the apartment.
He pulled up to the apartment complex and parked in his spot. Climbing out of the car he walked up to the door, hearing the blonde woman following after him he smirked. Tonight was going to be a good night he thought with a grin as he opened his front door and let her inside before him.
Alric had servered several drinks before he could finally slow down. Long island Ice teas, White Russians, brews by twos and threes were going over the counter with money being exchanged for the drinks obviously. He had tapped into his nerve that allowed him to go into the bartender mode instead of that of an exotic dancer. Hearing several more orders come out over the bar for people the words had caught his ears of conversations as they happened here and there. Something about someone buying another a drink, another about going back to their hotel down the road for an eventful night. A small chuckle came out of Alric as he thought [i "The only fun You'll likely have is not throwing up on each other while trying to sleep."] Then again he hadn't really been one for drinking.
Alric had kept putting out drinks just as fast as they were being ordered, however his mind went other places such as his first and only time he had been drinking. It had been at the very bar he now worked in. Standing at the door naked a few people thought he was already drunker then a man who couldn't hit a bucket. He had someone give him some cloths from the lost and found that night. An odd pair of black skinny jeans that seemed a tad to loose on his very slender figure. A white Tee that looked like he was trying to fit himself into a child Tee. A jacket of course covered his mid section as someone zipped up a funny looking thing over his shirt. He had managed to stay barefoot most of the night until several people stepped on his toes eventually someone tossed him a pair of steal toed shoes that didn't seem to stay on his feet without falling off every few steps.
While trying to walk himself away from everything and to the bathroom he trip and fell into a man who wa now stairing at him from across the bar. How he ended up in the man's bed he would never know he wasn't even his type either. Long straight blonde hair, Blue eyes. Much bigger then he was at least when the two got together. Short and older by way to many years even in human standard for anyone concern they could have been father and son. Looking up alric got direct contact from the man who only smiled. He was a player and was in here every night trying to find a new trick to turn, however something about Alric kept drawing the man, perhaps it was the supernatural part of the boy. He was after all Death, or well he use to be.
Perhaps it was the fact that He had went from a skinny scarecrow like figure to a swimmer type with the abs and everything that went with it. He was to most people a Godly figure that seemed untoucable as Alric would turn down drinks from most peple or even just the occasional hook up after work from women or even guys as they came at him. Having a ear full from a women constantly telling a man no that was sitting next to her and something about him and her getting together or him buying her another drink it went on and on. That was until Alric's neighbor who came in here almost every night said something to the guy.
Alric grabbed a towel and a glass and procedded to clear the glass only to end up between the two. [b "If your going to fight I must insist you do it outside away from the bar, so we don't have to call the police."] Alric's eyes dead locked with Lucian's then with the blonde male who's name he had rembered was Kevin. [b "I also insist the both of you leave the women alone."] Nodding to the women who was basically a couple more drinks from throwing up if not worse passing out.
Passing out his first and only Angel's kiss beverage Alric put the towel back on the other side of the bar. Stepping into the back again Alric took a few deep breaths as he stepped back around the bar and was still serving drinks until the end of his shift at three in the morning. Alric had finally stepped out of the bar to see groups of people leaving, some in twos and others in threes or more. One group of people was Lucian and the blonde girl from the small scene earlier. Another was Kevin the blonde with a new young boy toy attached to his hip like a long lost puppy, but Kevin's eyes were on Alric as he exited the bar.
Grabbing his helmet and placing it upon his head Alric swung his leg across his bike only to get stopped from speeding off by one of his co-workers [I "Alric where you off in a rush to?"] Alric had just turned his key to start his bike when he leaned backwords and placed his feet on the ground. [b "Home like usual Tony. to have yet another empty bed and probably sleepless night."] Tony of corse knew Alric was lying he would go home and do his usual. He'd eat something and then lock himself into his room and pop the pain pills of morphine like they were candy. Tony had stepped away from the bike however as Kevin came up to Alric with his little boy toy in tow behind him.
[i "Your friend is Lucky there Tony. I would hate to mess up a pretty face that worked for the bar for stepping between a fight."] That made Alric laugh a little bit. [b "I doubt had I not said anything he'd have wipped the floor with you there Kevin."] The blonde seemed to turn red and stormed off back to his car. Alric leaned forward and raced home.
A shiver ran down her spine at the thought of being force fed food, though her sisters had a good point. Better get it over with before their brother came home. Sighing as she dropped her head, it didn't make sense to her. It didn't taste food to her and she always felt like shit after eating what they call 'real food.'
Desirae looked up quickly as she heard her name. It was her boyfriend. She giggled and smile as she looked up at her sisters. "Sorry girls, but maybe another time. I have to go spend sometime with the boyfriend." She quickly jumped up and skipped down the steps. Not giving her sisters the chance to pull her back, somehow she had been able to escape the terrible act of eating 'real food'. She jumped onto him, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist as she pressed her lips against his. His arms automatically wrapping around her to keep her from falling.
They stood like that for a moment before she felt him push her off of him. "Sorry." She muttered softly as she tucked some of her hair behind her ear, looking up at the man through her eyelashes.
"Let's go." He spoke, wrapping his arm around her shoulders and basically pulling her down the street with her.
She smiled to herself, she was safe from her sisters, but a feeling turned in her stomach. A feeling she didn't quite understand, but it seemed to happen a lot around her boyfriend, Ryan.
All of it, everything that had just happened, it was so confusing. It made her head about the sequence of events, all wibbly wobbly timey wimey stuff, feel horribly confused and unsure. Adding to these troubles, there was another internal trouble; gut feeling and her brain having an argument. Her gut feeling told her that this ass of a guy who had simply took something she had bought without asking for permission from her was someone who was familiar, but who exactly not known. Her brain on the other hand didn't think this was at all possible, and was screaming at the gut feeling to shut the fuck up. The gut feeling in being told to shut its trap by the brain, started yelling at the brain to shut its trap. Anzu gripped her head in frustration as this argument went on unabated inside her, completely oblivious to anyone outside.
This didn't go on forever, what exactly the gut feeling and the brain did to resolve this situation even Anzu herself didn't know, all she knew she was suddenly hearing her sister complain about the guy taking petals away from the flower on her sister's head. Typical asshole, didn't care naught for personal space nor property, talked like he knew every minute detail about them, and then walking away without so much as a goodbye; there were many expletives that Anzu had, but to list them all would take a few pages.
And then she heard Donna's voice, had Donna been out this whole time that she had seen and heard what had happened? Or had she merely waltzed in after the storm had passed its way? At this point, it didn't really matter to Anzu whether it was the former or the latter with all the quite recent confusion still attempting to be made sense of, like a puzzle where the last step was irritatingly somewhere in deep space. Wait, didn't Donna say something about making dinner? If yes, that was quite a good idea, something to fill the stomach and lull the mind so there could be peace and quietness.
After Donna had walked inside and slammed the door shut, only once instead of the customary two times, Anzu stood up and stretched to get the feeling of life back into her legs. During the stretch she yawned and then yawned out some words, [+purple "That would definitely be an excellent idea"], to no one in particular except herself, maybe. After it felt like her legs felt more or less alive, Anzu turned around and walked to the closed door to their apartment. Before putting her hand to the door handle Anzu stopped, had a quick thought, and then acted.
Turning around to her other sister, the girl with the broken rose in her head, [+purple "Come on, let's get you something to eat that can be actually called food. Before Alric comes home from work and forces me and Donna to shove some actual food down your throat."] Was it the best way to convince? Perhaps not, but it was better to be forced to eat by two people instead of three people.
Donna mind flared up in red but she started tapping her fingers quickly in their usual rhythm.
[i Tap, Tap. Tap, Tap.]
Her mind slowed, but only enough for her to get some words out.
"[#9d1028 [b You both shouldn't be sitting around in the hall anyway. Drinking and eating petals by the look of it.]]" She looked her youngest sister in the eyes and then up to the flower in her hair already missing more petals than the one that she said the stranger took. She looked over at her other sister who sat on the stairs not looking at her but instead looking down where the beer bottle had hit and shattered. Donna felt the tapping at her side getting more fast paced, the only time she stopped was for a brief second between the two taps. She took two deep breaths and licked her top and bottom lip, dry and getting ready to crack.
"[#9d1028 [b Can you both just come inside and we can eat something while waiting for Alric to get back? I'll make whatever you want.]]"
Donna opened the door and left it open, though she wanted to shut it to make it two. Open and close out there and open and close inside. She waited a full two seconds before shutting the door. Her body instantly stopped craving and she stared at it blankly. They all were dealing with their illnesses in their own ways. Donna knew that if she hadn't fought that day she would have probably flown off the handle and yelled at Anzu for throwing the bottle and Desirae for eating random shit again. But that was an argument that she just wasn't willing to have. Her body was finally starting to hurt and her condition was getting worse. Her fingers still tapped the rhythm on her legs as she walked to the kitchen to start some form of food.
Lucian smirked to himself as he sipped at his drink. Watching as the male walked past his table. Placing his drink down on the table he stood up and headed towards the bar. Sitting down on the bar stool and listening to the endless chatter of the annoying humans. He looked for some entertainment. Watching as a male kept touching a woman that was sitting next to him, he shook his head [i Idiot men. They do not know when to stop] he thought to himself as he caught the attention of the bartender. Placing an order for a whole bottle of whiskey, he waited patiently before he intervened [b "Hey! Little guy the lady has said no about a millions times. Do you not understand the English language or do you prefer to speak asshole instead??"] he asked as he nodded his head at the bartender as they placed his bottle infront of him. Feeling the man place his hand on his shoulder [i Oh I love when they want to have a fight] he thought as he shrugged the mans hand off his shoulder. Taking his left hand he swung it as hard as he could and aimed straight for the males nose. Watching as the blood sputtered from out of his nose and he stumbled back before he passed out. Lucian laughed as he poured himself a glass of whiskey and knocked it back.
Getting the attention of the bartender again, he requested for a drink to be sent back for Alric but made sure to tell her it was from an admirer. He chuckled as he watched the bartender walk away. Looking over at the female that sat beside him, he gave her a heart melting smile. He knew who was going to warm his bed tonight.
[b "What the fuck.... That was my pretty flower!"] She muttered to herself as she watched the man walk down the stairs and to his car. She was planning on keep that one. She pulled it from her hair to look to see if she needed to go find another one. Sometimes one missing petal can ruin the look of the look of a rose. She took a deep breath as she looked back at her sister. "Well, normally I get shit shoved down my throat if any of you figure out that I haven't eaten for weeks." She growled softly before she eyes looked in the direction of her other sister exiting the apartment to be with the two of them.
She sighed softly and looked at the rose in her hand. [b "He pulled a petal from my pretty rose...."] She took a moment more before she slipped it back into her hair. She didn't like the thought of someone taking her petals. She bit her bottom lip as she let her eyes wander around. There was something familiar about the man, but she couldn't exactly put a finger on it.
It was perfect sitting on top of the staircase, it was quiet, no one was pestering her, she was alone, and the current personality was in a good shape. At least everything was going well, till another bout of paranoia hit her; this time it was about actively being watched by someone. Turning around, there was no one outside staring at her. But perhaps someone inside their apartment was actively watching her, but she wasn't doing anything really interesting. Or maybe she was just overreacting, perhaps someone was about to exit their apartment when they saw something on the staircase, and before exiting their apartment decided to check it out; each apartment had a lens which one could see through to see what was on the other side of the door.
Turning back to relaxation, someone at the bottom had come in. She could hear their footsteps come closer and closer to the steps until they suddenly stopped, and she thought she heard someone whispering shit. Once the person actually came into view, it turned out to be her sister Desirae, and most likely she had been eating something that humans wouldn't consider food. Desirae would most likely be worrying about her trying to force feed her regular food, but at least right now she didn't give a damn what Desirae ate. [+purple "Nothing much really, if that's what you're asking. And here's a tip, if you at least want to hide the fact that you've been eating something other than food, do a better job of hiding it. Otherwise, I honestly could care less what you ate."] Followed by another swig from the bottle.
And then there was the sound of a door opening behind her, followed by footsteps which came up to the two of them and stopped where the two of them were. All of a sudden the bottle that had been in her hands was taken out, followed by a comment on how shitty it tasted, before returning it empty to her. Next, the guy took a rose petal out of Desirae's hand and made a comment on how much better it tasted, before running off downstairs and out the building.
She was left speechless for awhile, all this that had happened was still taking sometime to make its way through her head. Donna came up and asked a question which also brought her out of her deep thought. [+purple "To put it simply, some guy comes down, insults both of us, before running off to whoever the hell knows where."] A wave of frustration had built up, the released wave was Anzu taking the bottle and throwing it down the stairs. [+purple "And how the hell does he know our names?"]
Donna finished in the bathroom, the salve cooling the buzz of the wounds and calming her mind. It was hard, living in this God forsaken world was so hard. She looked in the mirror and tapped it once, twice and turned off the light.
She stepped into the empty apartment and sighed gently. She was really stand offish with her sister and even her brother. But she was always defensive after a fight knowing that everyone was trying to get her to quit. But what would she do instead? Get a job? Dance? Sell her body? She would turn from fighting to killing in a second, maybe two seconds. The other's didn't understand the itch that got into her. How bad it could get. How the only time her mind was quiet, the only time she wasn't ticking, was when she was fighting. It was what she was made to do.
Donna shook her head to one side, then the other before walking outside the apartment. Her sisters both sat there, their faces showing that something obviously unpleasant happened. She felt her back stiffen, multiple possibilities flooding into her head and a red mist starting to form in the back of her mind.
"[#9d1028 [b What? What happened?]]"
Alric had heard the crowed as it cheered for Tony. Of course the man always gave them a show and it was usually hard to follow up, but that had set the male's resolve even more so then before. He was the horsemen of death, he had defied time along with his sisters. It had always been the three of them against the world even when they didn't get along the family always stuck together.
having the quick flash of lights from the stage hit his eyes as tony pushed the curtain to the side Alric pulled his hand up to cover his eyes.
[b "Hey alric, that guy is here again."] came Tony's voice across a slightly blurry vision. Who was this guy that his partner was talking about? It couldn't be Michael he would still be away on a trip for business. It was like he wasn't home at all lately which in Alric's mind was a good thing. He had no stalkers that he knew of for the most part, here and there were a few, but they never stayed around long.
It left a fowl taste in his mouth not knowing who was here that Tony knew came every night. Stepping out onto the stage Alric had chosen a song most people wouldn't expect. He was playing dare devil tonight by changing up his normal dancing. He had instead chosen Order more by G-easy and Starrah.
Removing first slowly his shirt the male eventually worked down to his underwear that he had chosen knowing he was going to be up here for the night. Stepping out into the crowed Alric had gone right past Lucian's table to a group of women. Giving one attention and pulling her to the stage alric finished up a few minutes later just as the song closer by Nine inch nails finished. Stepping into the back and putting back on his cloths Alric stepped off the stage and behind the bar to help out for the rest of the night. His mind racing from seeing Lucian at his work.
Lucian arched his eyebrow at the slight commotion from across the all. he had left his door unlocked so the blonde would let themselves out. And he knew that no one would be stupid enough to steal anything from inside his apartment. Jogging down the stairs while twirling his keys around his finger. He came to a stop as he caught sight of Anzu and Desirae, letting a small smirk slip onto his lip he pushed open the door to the entrance of the apartment. He tilted his head to the side as he hopped down the stairs. Taking the bottle out of Anzu's hand [ b"You have more. So do not complain."] he muttered before he tilted the bottle up to his lips and drank the contents. [b "God this shit tastes like sewer water. You really need to upgrade your alcohol selection"] he said as he placed the empty bottle on the railings of the stairs. He turned his attention towards Desirae, lifting his hand he plucked a petal from the rose in her hair [b "These taste better in a tea or even more alcohol"] he whispered popping the petal into his mouth. Chewing on the petal he walked towards his car, clicking the unlock button he climbed into his Camaro. Smirking he slipped the key into the ignition and the car roared to life. Laughing to himself, he shifted the car into drive and tore out of the parking spot. Stepping on the gas as he turned up the radio, cracking his neck to the side he headed for the only other place he liked causing havoc, Alric's job.
Pulling into a parking spot, he climbed out of his car and locked the doors. Slipping his keys into his pocket he ran his fingers through his hair and smirked as he walked inside. Rolling his shoulders as he found a seat in the middle of the place. Watching the people around him he tilted his head to the side and wondered who would be coming home with him tonight. Crossing his legs as he leaned back in his seat preparing for the show to come.
Picking a rose from a bush, she carefully pushing it through her hair and rested the stem on her ear. Pulling another one out she smiled to herself as she started walking again, this time she was actually going to go home. She waved silently to older brother Alric as he walked to his work. Desirae knew exactly what he did, but didn't say anything. She liked knowing what everyone did. She was the youngest in the family, but she had a motherly eye. She wanted and needed to know what everyone was doing and that they were safe, even though she didn't like the idea of Donna fighting, or Alric dancing for money. It was their lives, she just needed to know where to find them if she needed to.
She plucked a petal off the rose, folding it in her one hand before she popped it into her mouth. Slowly eating the petals one by one on her walk home. She couldn't remember the last time she ate something that was actually good for her body, but the flowers and grass... oh and the first were just so amazing. She craved those more than actual food and as long as she kept her mouth shut, her siblings weren't able to remember to make her eat. Or as long as she didn't eat anything different in front of them. She had to be careful and watch what she ate around them, or them would stuff whatever they were eating down her throat.
She sighed softly as she looked over her shoulder, the park was out of sight. The park that started this whole journey of being mortal. Oh worrying about death, or what others might do physically. It was hard. She popped another petal in her mouth and smiled to herself. At this moment, any moment that she could walk around.... She felt free. She didn't have to worry about her boyfriend, or that the fact that he hates when other people stare at her. She didn't have to worry about her family stuffing food down her throat. She could eat her rose and walk in peace. Enjoying the sun in her hair.
She bit her bottom lip as she looked at their apartment, one her sister's was sitting outside. [b "Shit..."] She whispered to herself as her eyes quickly switched from the rose in her hand to the figure sitting on the front porch. She finished the petal that was in her mouth before she continued, she didn't want to drop the perfectly good rose. It was a good one. She took a deep breath as she looked at Anzu, beer in hand and smiled softly. [b "Hey Anzu, looks like it's been a good day for you so far."] She joked softly, her eyes glancing at the bottle in her hand.
There was silence, a pause in spoken words between her and Donna. She heard a foot tap twice from behind, and that was followed by finger tapping which followed the same 'in two' pattern. All this pointed to that Donna was thinking about what to say, Anzu could wait as she wasn't in any particular hurry after coming back from work. Not out of disrespect, her back was still turned to Donna when Donna asked her question; she was still taking off her shoes. Anzu was still thinking what to reply when Donna just walked away to the back of the apartment to the bathroom. Personally for her, whatever made one happy then they should do it. At least that's how she was feeling currently.
As she walked to the kitchen after taking off her shoes, she heard the tap in the bathroom open and then water pouring down. Donna would be taking care of her wounds with that salve; she usually didn't go into the other's stuff but she had found a weird looking tin in the cabinet mirror one day which was filled with some weird cream. She had put it back of course, but she had questioned everyone to figure out what it was. Donna hadn't been too happy about finding her going through her stuff, but then again no one was ever happy when someone else went though personal belongings.
She had gotten to the kitchen, small but it had everything to make it a workable kitchen. A refresher stir and freezer, a hot plate, sink, and places to store various things which were stored in kitchen. Dropping off the oak gently, all the foodstuff she had purchased went into the refrigerator, as well as five bottles of beer. The last one she ok into her own hand before closing the fridge and walking out of the kitchen.
Walking to the bathroom, Donna was still in there cleaning up her wounds. [+purple "It's nothing to me... At least that's how I fell about it now"], before walking to the door of the apartment and exited the apartment. Walking to the staircase, she sat down on the staircase. Then opening the beer, she took a swig. Life was such a pain sometimes, but there were ways to get away from all that.
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