|
Post by War on Nov 17, 2006 14:17:41 GMT -5
*Opens the door right as Death was reaching for it and steps out. A near empty bottle of beer in one hand and an unlit filterless Camel in the other, he stands in the doorway just long enough to light the cigarette and take a drag*
"Sup Skinny... you're out of beer." *Smoke escapes into Death's direction as he speaks.* "I'm going out for some more."
*Looks the young lady up and down as he steps past* "Later toots." *Winks*
*Leaves them standing there as he disappears down the hall*
*Walks out the hotel front door and looks around*
"Where the hell am I?" *Finishes off the bottle and tosses it into the street.* "Ahh... Paris. I remember Paris. Wish that short guy with the funny hat was still around."
*Wanders off down the street, not giving a second thought to the pair of newspaper boys that suddenly square off against two washer women in his wake.*
|
|
|
Post by Selena on Nov 17, 2006 14:21:03 GMT -5
*Selena wandered aimlessly down the street outside the Hilton, caring little for her fate in the dark of night.*
|
|
|
Post by Death on Nov 17, 2006 15:48:07 GMT -5
*Death is stunned for a moment at the sudden appearance of War, then coughs loudly in the wake of the thick tobacco smoke*
"Those things are so disgusting..."
*suddenly realizing the potential new state the room may be in, Death quickly opens the door, only to find the room pristine*
*sighs in relief and gestures to Demiselle*
"I'm so sorry about that, he can be such a jerk. Won't you come in?"
|
|
|
Post by War on Nov 17, 2006 16:31:56 GMT -5
((Moving to Around Town since he's wandering the streets like a bum))
|
|
|
Post by Demiselle on Nov 18, 2006 13:45:56 GMT -5
Demiselle stared after the man who had just come out of the room, and then looked sharply at Death.
"Sir, was that one of the Great Horsemen?" she asked politely.
Oh, Ceridwen! Why is he here?
She realized Death was still waiting for her to enter the room, and she did so, smiling quietly at him, but her eyes narrowed as she took in the tell-tale scents of both Death and War.
|
|
|
Post by Death on Nov 18, 2006 14:39:15 GMT -5
*somewhat thrown off by her blunt question, Death tries awkwardly to recover composure*
"Um...well...yes."
*tries to come up with a better response, but failing just slumps with a sigh*
"He must have gotten bored and followed me here. I really had no idea he was coming. He's not really one that gives formal announcement before arriving somewhere. But don't worry, I haven't heard anything about the Big Day being scheduled for anytime soon, so there's probably nothing to worry about. He normally just likes bullying me and showing me up in front of the ladies."
*suddenly realizes the company and bashfully turns away*
*desperately trying to change the topic*
"But what can I do for you? Surely you had something you needed to talk to me about. What's up?"
*tries to play it cool, yet fails pretty miserably*
|
|
|
Post by Demiselle on Nov 18, 2006 14:44:30 GMT -5
((OMG. Death is adorable. She totally has a crush on him.))
Demiselle laughed softly and then, surprising even herself, gently took both of his skeletal hands.
"I do not trust him," she said quietly. "I have heard of the Great Four all my life, and I have seen far too much of War as it is."
She shook her head, golden hair flying everywhere.
"As for my being here, I was wondering if you would like some company. Tea perhaps? Or something stronger?"
|
|
|
Post by Death on Nov 18, 2006 14:59:07 GMT -5
((Yea! I'm so glad there's crush-age. ![:-*](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/kiss.png) )) *Death felt a shiver when she took his hands* Remember just play it cool..."In truth we all just do our jobs. Yes, I know he has a reputation for being one of the worst, but he's really just the loudest." *adds in a whisper* "I think he may be compensating." *even without a nose Death could smell the loveliness of her when she shook her hair about* *a bit thrown off that she didn't seem to have an immediate agenda and she didn't try to fake one* "Um...sure. Where would you like to go?" This is so weird. At first I thought it was just me, but now...she can't be flirting. Not with this old pile of bones. Just play it cool, if you ever want a chance, don't mess this up. Girls like this definitely don't come around everyday.*stands and offers to help her up* ((So are you not going to interrogate Death about Nadir anymore, or you just being super-sly?))
|
|
|
Post by Demiselle on Nov 18, 2006 15:04:08 GMT -5
((Actually...Demiselle is unaware that Nadir is dead. ALEXANDER knows that Nadir is dead. And you don't want him up in your face. He's a bit insane right now. However, if you want to bring it up...feel free.))
Demiselle chuckled at Death's comment about War.
She smiled.
"A cafe? I know a lovely one just down the street."
((It's the thread called A Cafe Down the Street, not to be confused with A Cafe Across the Street. I'll meet you there.))
|
|
|
Post by Death on Nov 18, 2006 15:11:20 GMT -5
*Death exits with the beautiful woman, grinning from ear to ear (well, invisible ears.)*
|
|
|
Post by War on Nov 18, 2006 19:22:11 GMT -5
*Walks in off the street with a six pack under each arm. War approaches the front desk.*
"Hey buddy... mind getting my door? Hands full and all."
*Once in Death's room he slaps a few dirty coins into the clerks hands* "Thanks man. You're a life saver." *Ignoring the look of disgust on the clerks face War chuckles to himself and opens a beer as he plops down on the bed fully dressed*
|
|
|
Post by Death on Nov 18, 2006 19:46:38 GMT -5
*Death returned giddy as a school girl and opened the door to room 137*
Too bad that flowers die when I touch them, what should I bring her tonight? Maybe...
*Death's attention was suddenly broken by the unexpected reappearance of War in the room*
*sigh*
"So you found some beer after all I see."
*trying to pay as little attention to War as possible, Death opens his hanging bag and pulls out his suit, pressing out the wrinkles*
I hope this things still fits. Oh man, there's a spot on it.
*puts on suit and goes into the bathroom to rinse out the stain. Satisfied, Death returned to the main room and meticulously fussed over his appearance, nervous about the evening ahead*
|
|
|
Post by War on Nov 18, 2006 19:55:13 GMT -5
"Yup. Did you ever doubt? Want one?"
*Motions toward one of the six packs as he watches Death preparing*
"Looks like you're headed out. So where we going?"
|
|
|
Post by Death on Nov 18, 2006 20:05:55 GMT -5
"No thank you. I had some 'oolack' tea or something earlier. It apparently had sake in it. It was much better than straight sake, but I don't think I shouldn't push my luck. I have a date tonight. With a girl."
*pauses a moment to flash a huge bony grin back at War*
"So what are you doing tonight, other than drinking beer?"
|
|
|
Post by War on Nov 18, 2006 20:15:13 GMT -5
*Stares at Death for a moment, then erupts in laughter* "You? A date? Is this like the cultist in Egypt?" *still snickering to himself* "Probably only after you for your position. Damn groupies." *Takes another swig of his beer* "And why do I get stuck with the fat guys with battle axes and you get the willowy, tragic women?" *Thinks briefly, which is a long time for War, and shudders* "Though I'll take the fat guys over those that tag along with the black horse." ((Gah... leaving me hanging for food. Posting > dinner ![:P](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/tongue.png) ))
|
|