Eleventh Car - Daggers [Action]

[teenagebadboy]

[Aaron had taken the last few weeks to reflect over the bloater business. His bravado may have hold up at the time but by now it was crumbling. He couldn't push the sigh of that monster out of his mind. He could deal with the human kind of monster but that thing was something else, taken from a zombie game or a horror film.

But as usually he tried to deal with it on his own. Which only meant that instead of talking about it, he let it build up inside and tear him apart. A very inefficient plan.

In all of this however he remembered Tucker and how harsh he had been to him. He was still upset over putting his his own life at risk just to have that bastard run away. Sure he saved someone else and that was something he had to consider. Things were coming to its edge today as he walked around the corridors. On his way he spotted Tucker and perhaps the man also spotted him. Aaron was still upset at him for what he did. It wasn't fair but Aaron wasn't always rational. But Tucker had become a mate and he was slowly working his head around to make things up. There was nobody here for him, nobody to get through to him. Despise it all Tucker had shown kindness to him. He was a mate and Aaron felt that maybe, just maybe, he could bring himself to apologize for his earlier behaviour.]


Room filter, directed to Tucker.
Hey Tucker, I got something to tell you.
End filter


((OOC: feel free to run into Aaron in the corridor.))

Comments

[teenagebadboy]

Looks that way.

[babyaliendaddy]

That's what I wish for. A boring fucking holiday.

[teenagebadboy]

Around here you can't do anything but locking yourself in your room and hope for the best. At least that's what I'm feeling.

[babyaliendaddy]

I have no problem with hiding out in my room, as long as I've got potato chips and other, ah, necessities. [Porn, mostly.]

[teenagebadboy]

Yeah, me too. But this flamin' castle seems to have other plans which collides.

[babyaliendaddy]

Seriously. In flames, usually. [A sigh.] I wish we could get the fucking upper hand for once.

[teenagebadboy]

Big chance of that happening. [Snigger, snigger.] How long have you been here? Just asking cos maybe it gets easier by time?

[babyaliendaddy]

No fucking kidding. [And here is the smirk.] I dunno. Months? Feels like fucking years.

[teenagebadboy]

I have been here for a few months too. Even became a year old in that time.

[babyaliendaddy]

You mean - you were like a baby or something?

*facepalms himself* I made a fail...

[teenagebadboy]

A year older. But knowing this castle I wouldn't be surprised of it made me into a baby at some point.

Re: *facepalms himself* I made a fail...

[babyaliendaddy]

Aaaaaaaaaaaah. Okay, well, it'll probably do both. Just for the fuck of it.

[teenagebadboy]

Yeah probably. I don't want to consider what it may do.

[babyaliendaddy]

...Neither do I, come to fucking think about it. What a fucking nightmare.

[teenagebadboy]

Uh huh.

[babyaliendaddy]

...Time to drink?

[teenagebadboy]

Yeah sure. I'll have a pint of lager.

[babyaliendaddy]

...Again, what the fuck is lager?

[teenagebadboy]

It's the most common type of beer. [Frowns.] They're bottom-fermented. Got any Carling's or Foster's? Hell, I'll even settle for Stella Artois if you don't have anything else.

[babyaliendaddy]

Oh. [Another pause.] You are seriously speaking scientist to me, dude. We can just wish for the shit.

[teenagebadboy]

Yeah but the alcohol you wish for is bland. What kind of beer do they got around here then?

[babyaliendaddy]

The weird medieval ale? Whatever Crowley brewed?

[teenagebadboy]

I can't stand ale. Don't they got anything decent around 'ere? They got two pubs! And that's just in the castle. What do you drink?

[babyaliendaddy]

I drink beer. Which comes from those ...tappy things in the bar. I never ask what because damn, dude, I never got liquor in the army. Just a lot of bullshit about 'you can't be drunk and shoot guns'. Bullshit. I'd probably shoot better, dude.

[teenagebadboy]

Yeah and one of those probably have some kind of Paradisian lager in them, I reckon.

What, why didn't you just drink outside of the army? Also you can't have grown up in the army? I stole beer, whiskey and wine from my dad when I was 16 and my friends also drank what they could get.