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Re: Welcome Home (Invite Only)

Post by Chellizard on May 14th 2012, 8:25 am

She reached across Bart and pulled his safety belt into place, buckling him in. The nursing home her mother in was not exactly a nursing home. It was more of an asylum for people that lost their minds. So, that's where they would be going. She felt bad that Bart was going with her, considering he'd possibly see a lot of grey and white. "To visit my mom," she said. She was also going to have to bust her mother out of the asylum and take her home. Skyler could use Bart's expertise for that. "We have to.. break her out of her prison, Bart. You know what it's like to be in a place like that.. so, we have to get her out," Skyler said, hellbent on making things right. She was parked outside the gate to the asylum. Hopefully Bart would be up for the task. Hopefully.

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Re: Welcome Home (Invite Only)

Post by Billiam94 on May 14th 2012, 8:47 am

Bart was confused for a second as Karma reached across his torso and grabbed the seat belt. He hadn't seen it there, and wouldn't know what it was meant for even if he had. He deduced it's purpose as a safety device once she snapped it into place. As they pulled into the parking lot of the building in which Karma's mother was held captive, Bart felt sympathy for her. He knew he had to help, whatever it took. "Well, I already broke myself out of a place like this today, shouldn't be too hard to get someone else out. What's the plan?"

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Post by Chellizard on May 14th 2012, 10:35 am

Karma sat there for a bit, just thinking it over. "We would have to scale the fence.. Or just waltz in. We could do it that way, I suppose. We'll try it the easy way, first." Skyler was still plotting. She finally let her window down and reached to press the button on the intercom. "Yes?" came a disgruntled voice that possibly belonged to an overweight male, mid forties, and balding. Skyler let her face stay as hidden as possible from the camera. "I've come to visit my mother. Patricia Snowden." And the gate then buzzed and opened to allow the Corvette entrance. Skyler found a way to get out easier than breaking a locking mechanism on this gate.

She made the car stall and then "break down" right there halfway through the gate. Perfect. "Is everything all right, miss?" came the disgruntled voice. "Oh no! My car.. it's broken down or something.." she said, faking a very convincing stressed woman's voice. She glanced to Bart and gave him a wink, then whispered. "Just go with it.. you're officially my little brother." She stepped out of her car and grabbed a bottle of water and then popped the hood and poured the water all over the hot engine. The steam and smoke that rose from the car was convincing to draw attention to the car, and away from her. "I'm just going to visit my mother. I'm sure security can watch these gates." She said, motioning Bart to follow her.

Once inside, they were escorted to the correct room, the guards outside watching over the silver Corvette and gate. There were four of them; the guards. An easier task to get by than stealing candy from a baby. Finally brought to the private room for Patricia Snowden, Skyler was filled with a rage. She had her arm around of Bart in a convincing sibling hug until the orderly stepped out of the room to give them privacy. Once she stepped out, Skyler shut the door and turned the lock, shoving the steel chair up under the doorknob. She was not going to be disturbed. "Sky-baby?" came a soft, elderly voice. Skyler felt her stomach churn and she stepped to her mother's bedside. "Momma.. We're going home." She said, already unlacing the restraints. She felt her mother's hand on her arm. "No no, my Angel.. I have to stay here. I'm dying, Skye.. I gots the damn cancer.." Skyler shook her head.

"No. No! You cannot be dying.. Why are you in HERE of all places, then? You should be in a hospital! Getting treatment!" Skyler was holding it together as best she could, and she felt horrible to have Bart be in here, listening just a few steps away. She frowned and moved a shaking hand to touch her mother's cheek. "Because.. I tried to take my life, baby. I thought I was never going to see you again, and I couldn't live without you.. but now that you've come to see me, I can finally die in peace and with your love and happiness." Skyler bit her lower lip and closed her eyes for a moment. "But momma.. Momma? Momma?!" She said, moving her hands to start chest compressions. The alarms had gone off, and the heart monitor stopped keeping track of her heart, respiration, and temperature. She had flat lined. Skyler pumped at the woman's chest for.. at least an hour.

As the time passed, she finally gave up. The whole while, the orderlies were beating at the door. They were attempting to get in. Bart, hopefully, had tried to hold them off with something. ".. We have to go, Bart," she said, finally griping reality. She glanced to the barred windows, and then the door. They could get passed the orderlies easily. But they weren't going to be happy with the way this situation panned out. Skyler quickly grabbed Bart's collar and then kicked the steel chair out of the way and ripped the door open. The orderlies were attempting to grapple Skyler. She simply kicked them out of the way with one swift movement. She then ran down the halls and toward the exit. She had let go of Bart once they were in clear line of sight from the car. She could hear sirens. They had to get out of here. "Get in the car, Bart, now." she said, and then ran and dove through her window to sit herself in the driver seat. Once there, she cranked the car and backed out of the drive to teh Asylum, slammed the breaks, and whipped the car into drive. The sheer turn of the car had the hood slam back down into place. They were on their way out of countryside Atlanta and toward the main city.

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Re: Welcome Home (Invite Only)

Post by Billiam94 on May 14th 2012, 11:01 am

Bart was a bit worried to find that Karma had no real plan, but as things panned out in their favor, he was relieved. He liked that she called him her brother, even if it wasn't true. She was suddenly the closest thing to a family he had, and that was an idea he could get used to. He went with her to her mother's room, only to find her dying in the bed. He couldn't bear to watch as she hopelessly and relentlessly attempted to bring her mother back. He decided to make himself useful by blocking the door. He jabbed his arm into the wall next to the door, then enforced the door by flattening his arm into a makeshift wall which held the door in place. When Karma finally stepped away from her mother, she came for the door, so he removed his arm and reshaped it. He was ready to take on the orderlies outside, but Karma's rage took care of them instead. He followed her quickly to the car, jumping through his own window as she had. He put his own seat belt on this time. He wanted to ask if she was okay, but remained silent, knowing that she would need time to think about what she had just been through.

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Post by Chellizard on May 14th 2012, 11:46 am

Thinking they were long out of the authorities reach, a siren caught up to them quickly. Three, to be frank. Skyler, annoyed with today, she sped up and looked to Bard. "I hope you've studied something about a car, or at least watched me drive. I want you to take the wheel and keep us in this lane, okay? My foot will stay on the gas. You just need to make sure we don't hit any other cars. She was being as calm as possible at this point. She turned, her foot still on the gas while she reached and grabbed the .44 magnum from the bag in the back seat. She then slid herself halfway out of the window and aimed for the road beneath the car to bounce the bullets up under the chassis.

The bullets would either hit the cops in the feet, or scare the living shit out of them. And, the second happened undoubtedly. They swerved and crashed in a ditch. Well, one car did. Skyler used the last three bullets to take out a tire on the second car and then they swerved and went into the safety rail. She snarled angrily once the gun clicked, telling her they were out of ammo. She sat back down correctly and took the wheel. She was impressed with Bart's ability to keep them on the road, and also avoid the flying bullets toward them. Skyler had gotten grazed on her arm, but she managed. She healed up quickly, a bit of blood trickling down her arm. She was thinking of a way to take out the third car before they had a chance to alert the next county. "I'm going to need you to take the wheel again, Bart."

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Post by Billiam94 on May 14th 2012, 12:15 pm

Taking the wheel, Bart was not worried. There weren't many cars ahead of them, so it was easy to avoid them. After Karma took out the first two cars, her gun made a distinctive click, indicating a lack of ammo. He laughed when she told him to take the wheel again, "What are you gonna do, throw your gun at them? Leave the last one to me." As he said this, Bart removed his seat belt. He then climbed onto the roof of the car, holding onto it with claws formed from his feet which penetrated the shoes Karma had given him. He moved to the rear end of the car and leaped onto the hood of the police car. He dove through the windshield, between the cops, and into the back seat. He had a bit of trouble turning himself around, which allowed the passenger to get a few shots off. They didn't do much more than leave a few bruises, but they were painful nonetheless. Once he had recovered, Bart grabbed the heads of the cops and bashed them together, leaving the two men unconscious. The car began to speed up as the cop's foot weighed down the gas pedal, and they rear-ended Karma's Corvette. Bart jumped back through the windshield and onto the hood, then reached back and turned the wheel so that the cops would end up in the ditch. He moved onto the back of the Corvette, and watched the police cruiser turn off the road. It fell into the ditch rather hard, but the two passengers were unharmed. As the still-spinning tires kicked dirt onto the road, Bart climbed back into the car through the front passenger window. "And that's that!" He said, putting his seat belt back in place. "What's next, sis?"

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Post by Chellizard on May 14th 2012, 8:03 pm

She was impressed with how quickly Bart assessed the situation and took matters into his own hands. Karma supposed he was learning a lot faster than she thought he would. "All right... Be careful!" she added, her hands gripping the steering wheel. She glanced toward Bart, watching him ruin his shoes. They would have to get him a new pair. Hopefully a matching America's United Bank and Trust would be in downtown Atlanta so she could access her mother's funds. She had a hard time seeing what Bart was up to from the rear view mirror's reflection, but she managed to keep the Corvette going steadily, driving smoother on this paved road than any dirt road in the middle of battle. So, needless to say, this high speed cop chase was easier to avoid than one would suspect. Karma watched as Bart bashed the cops heads together, forcing the driver unconscious. This forced the squad car to rear-end the Corvette unexpectedly. If she had only been paying more attention to the actual car rather than what was inside of it. Holding her breath for a moment, she watched Bart make the jump and safely get back into the passenger side of the car. Smiling, she shook her head and laughed, cranking up the volume on the radio. "Next? We get you some better fitting clothes, bro." A smirk laced her lips while her head shook. A nice bit of heavy metal stole the space for chit chat while they drove, finally reaching the speed limit. They would also need to make a stop near an Auto-Body shop to get the silver car painted something else. Perhaps give it a moon roof, too.

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Re: Welcome Home (Invite Only)

Post by Billiam94 on May 15th 2012, 8:31 am

Bart moved his hand over his back, feeling the holes in his shirt, along with the matching bruises. The bruises would be healed soon enough, but the shirt needed a replacement. He removed his right shoe and stuck his fingers through the holes. "Might need new shoes, too." In the meantime he put it back on its respective foot, then began to fiddle with the holes he had put in the roof. The music was new to him, he had never heard metal in the institution. He decided that he liked it. He used to like the classical music that the scientists played, but it grew old very fast. Not wanting to interrupt the music, Bart continued to poke around the holes in the roof of the car until they reached their destination.

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Post by Chellizard on May 15th 2012, 4:46 pm

She smiled lopsidedly and nodded. "We'll get you a couple of new things, Bart." She reached and turned the music down a bit, an alternative rock song playing, the melodic song whisking her away. It was one of her favorites; Carnival of Rust by Poets of the Fall. A great group, to be honest. She then thought about his favorite music. She turned the music down a bit more and glanced at him while turning left into the turning lane to take the next left into the bank's ATM lane. "What kind of music do you even like? Cause if you don't like rock or metal, I'm fine with that." She gave him a serious look and then let her eyes glance toward the ATM. A basic card reader. She was glad to find the pin was her mother's birth year. 1983. After entering the pin, she required to look at the accounts balance. Surprised, her jaw slacked a bit. 7 grand. That made her want to look at the savings. And, looking into the savings made her even more surprised. 20 grand. So, a nice 27 grand all together. That was.. wow. Money like that would get them clothes, some nice lunch, and fix up the car easily. Maybe she could impress the auto-repair guys to give her a discount. She withdrew five thousand from the savings, and all seven thousand from the regular account. After receiving the cash, she tucked it into the manila envelope pertaining to information about her father. She then pulled off from the ATM and drove toward the nearest clothing store. Parking, she rolled up their windows and got out after locking the car and setting the alarm. She didn't leave anything valuable behind, though. The backpack went with her. "All right, Bart, let's get you something nice to wear." She started toward the nearest male clothing store; this being an Aeropostle.

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Post by Billiam94 on May 16th 2012, 10:24 am

"No, this is fine. I'm not used to it, so it's great." He chuckled. He watched as Karma used the ATM, memorizing the pin number in case he needed it for any reason. He was rather astonished at the amount of money withdrawn, it would be more than enough for new clothes and shoes, as well as to repair the car. Shortly after, they arrived at a clothing store with a sign that read "Aeropostle." He followed Karma inside and was thoroughly amused at the sheer amount of different types of clothing. Bart was used to wearing the same plain white jumpsuit every day, and seeing so many colors and sizes was a bit overwhelming. "Let's just get one thing straight. I'm not wearing anything white." He let out a laugh, then left it to his "sister" to lead the way and pick out something suitable, for he had no idea where to even start.

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Post by Chellizard on May 16th 2012, 4:32 pm

Skyler moved about the store quickly and efficiently. She grabbed pants, shorts, shirts, underwear, socks, and a couple pairs of shoes. She even bought a dufflebag and cologne for Bart. She made him try on the pants to make sure they were the proper waist size and leg length. She also made him try on a single shirt; a medium. It fit him well, but almost too well. She had him try a large and nodded. Most of his wardrobe was blue, red, plaid, multicolored, and of course not white. There might have been white words, but no solid whites. She smiled and had him wear a pair of slip on shoes, easy to take off before he ruined them; also they could be worn without socks so it was perfect.

She smiled and escorted him out of the store once they had successfully bought him the wardrobe. She had all the new clothes packed into the dufflebag, along with the cologne. Now Bart looked good. "Now you look like a civilian, and not some roughian or lab rat." She walked with him to a small Verizon stand to grab a couple trac phones. She purchased them, had them activated, and then programmed the numbers to each phone into the opposite phone. She handed Bart the small, black flip phone and had him place it in his pocket. "So we will never lose contact." She slid her own phone into the hem of her boot, it having a 'pocket' type fold inside the rim. It was normally used for another knife.

She then walked out of the mall with Bart behind of her. "Now to the Auto-Shop." She said this while tossing Bart's dufflebag in the backseat. She also placed her backpack in the backseat as well. She then started the car and headed toward a locally owned auto-repair shop. Not one of those fancy, Class-A type places. It was country-styled mechanic shop, but it was homely and welcoming. Skyler pulled up, honked the horn, and then stepped out with the key's on her finger like a ring. She walked toward the shop and couldn't help but hear some loud voices, then laughter. A familiar voice was heard, too. 'Warlord..?' "Hello~?" she called, moved the hand with the keys up to fiddle with her dog tags. They were always showing, but she always managed to mess with them.

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Post by Warlord on May 26th 2012, 7:05 am

Warlord, after being spontaneously abandoned in the middle of nowhere, had had the good sense to loot one of the corses until he found the key to their bike. He then tried them systematically until he found the right one. He drove it with great speed, staying mostly to the back ways. He headed straight to a place where he knew he could expect assistance: an auto-repair shop owned by a former Army Ranger buddy of his and staffed by several ex-Army Rangers, ex-Navy SEALs, and a few former (and current but awaiting deployment) Marines. Warlord had worked personally with all of these men - in fact, though some of them already knew each other and were friendly due to having served together, it was he who brought them all together over this common interest and a shared dream.

It was quite a successful venture, too. The fact that all the staff are former or current military personnel is a big part of their advertising. For many people, the case was that they wanted to show their support for the veterans and active-duty men, and they needed the repairs anyway, so they came here. Others perhaps felt guilty for one reason or another, often the way they had mistreated military personnel and/or veterans in the past, and came to them as a way to assuage their guilt. Of course, the fact that their work is easily the best in the region doesn't hurt either. Word of mouth spread fast, and business was good. Very lucrative financially, and they get to do what they love. And they'd never forget the man who brought them together and payed out of his own pocket all of the start-up costs (and still donates gifts of money or new top-of-the-line equipment). The man who stood beside many of them in the line of fire and watched their backs, who saved many of their lives when he served with them. Without him, not only would the business probably not exist or be even remotely as successful...the clear majority of them wouldn't even be here, they'd be pushing up daisies.

So when he showed up there, Warlord was greeted like a brother and had a chance to get cleaned up and replace his shirt that now had holes and a bit of blood on it with a clean black shirt. After he'd told them about the whole biker incident, the two metahumans (they were all well aware of Warlord's superhuman abilities), up to the last fight and then being abandoned by those two kids. Worse, he went on, one of them is or once was military, because she has dogtags that seems to be hers; her fighting also bespeaks a bit of military training. Once he'd related those pertinent events, they immediately hooked him up with a free motorcycle, one of those fst Japanese ones with special and legally-questionable custom enhancements to speed. They also gave him a standard stack of five grand in twenties, a small matter given the success of their business and his enormous contributions over the years, which he tucked into an inner pocket of his overcoat.

Just then, he heard a car pull up with more customers. Then he heard a voice as they approached the open garage door, and he realized who it was.
"Well, well, well...If it isn't the two adolescent punks who left me in the middle of nowhere. You here to apologize?"
The other mechanics he had been chatting with, including one of the two Co-Owners, eyed the new arrivals and Warlord carefully. They obviously knew the story, and put two and two together from his body language and their descriptions even before his words confirmed it. They held back, letting Warlord handle his own business. But it was clear that they weren't inclined to be in the friendliest of moods towards the two new arrivals. Unless things changed, it would be very tense. At best, they'd service them as quickly as possible, demand the payment, and shoo them out the door. Worst case scenario, they might refuse them service altogether. It all depended on what went down between Warlord and these two young people.

Warlord was dressed in all black now as his shirt had been ruined and he replaced it with a black one. This shirt was sleaveless, and thus showed his shoulders and the tattoos there. His left bore the Marine Corps symbol and his right bore the Army Rangers symbol. His black overcoat lay on a stool behind him. He still wore his black jeans and black combat boots, and he hadn't yet removed his black SAP gloves. The most attention-grabbing accessory he wore, however, was his necklace. It was a simple chain...absolutely filled with dog tags. There were easily over one hundred there, presumably an even number. The dates on them varied greatly, with some of them seemingly impossible, because Warlord doesn't look that old (no older than when his Immortality kicked in, of course). Some bore the name Michael Bishop, some bore his other alias Michael McBride. Still others said simply WARLORD in big bold letters. Some of those ones bore dates, some did not. They were from his days deep in covert operations with the Rangers, especially right before he last left their service.

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Re: Welcome Home (Invite Only)

Post by Chellizard on May 30th 2012, 3:49 am

Skyler crossed her arms beneath her bosom and rose a brow, a bit defensive at this moment. She stood partially in front of Bart. One reason, she viewed him as a younger sibling at this moment in time; he had stuck with her, and hadn't killed for no real reason. Warlord, however, ended the lives of men who just deserved an ass kicking. "Believe it or not, I left you there so you could learn a lesson. The death that was brought upon those men was unnecessary. Despite our backgrounds being somewhat alike; I do not believe in taking a life unless their life is not deserved." She, too, had tattoos. And they were visible. The most visible of all was a symbol for Yin and Yang. It was disrupted by a curved S shape and was colored green. The Yin and Yang was your typical white and black; and there were purple 'spikes' protruding the symbol. It stood for 'Disrupted Balance' or Karma. Karma was her code name. She also had military tattoos on her shoulder blades and a nice bit of Latin script down her left side from just below her breast to the horn of her hip.

She sighed and allowed herself to step forward, her hips swaying lightly while her eyes examined Warlord. "You may have been around longer than me; but I am just as worthy to support my country; my military; my family away from home." She narrowed her eyes slightly, the bright silver hues alike to melting silver over a hot flame. She let her arms relax, and her nostrils flared momentarily. The light shone off the edge of her nose ring, bringing slight attention there. She moved her right hand, though, and started to idly fiddle with her own tags. They bore the name 'SKYLER, MD, PHD' on one, and 'DOCTOR KARMA' on the other. She had lead an elite task force to many victories and successful triumphs. But it was just that; a secretive group that only a few people knew about. And the odd thing was.. her attention turned to a man with dusty blond hair and oddly green eyes.

"Seahawk.. I mean, Philip?" she questioned, her eyes widening with excitement. He had been in the Task Force with her. One of her closest companions. He was 29; two years older than her. Yet Skyler had lead him, and the four other members of the team to victories. "Well, damn.. if it isn't the good old Doctor Karma.. Good to see you, sweet cheeks." Philip's southern drawl was thicker than she remembered. It had been about a year since she had seen him. Maybe less. A blush crawled over her cheeks, and she was sure Bart would end up commenting on that with a teasing tone in his voice. She smiled sincerely and wanted to reach out and hug Philip, but she chose not to and simply explained herself a bit more, turning to Warlord. "Look; I've had a tough day. I just want my heap of metal over there fixed up; bullet proofed; and then I'll be out of ya'll's way.." She spoke sweetly, her own southern drawl slipping past her lips while she gave Philip a smile, her eyes turning from him and back to Warlord.

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Re: Welcome Home (Invite Only)

Post by Billiam94 on May 30th 2012, 1:04 pm

Bart took some time admiring his new look before they left the store. Next, the pair walked into a store with the word "Verizon" in red on a large sign. Karma bought two small portable phones and gave one to Bart, who looked over it briefly before shoving it into his front-right pocket. They then left the mall and headed to a small auto repair shop. Not knowing what kinds of new people might be inside, Bart walked timidly behind Karma. Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice. It belonged to Warlord, the man they had met earlier and then left after the fight with the gang members. Bart grew a bit less timid upon seeing a familiar face, but was aware that he may be a bit ticked off at them for leaving him. The man's many service tags shone brightly, and Karma began to fiddle with her own small collection. She was apparently upset at Warlord for unnecessarily killing most of the men in that gang. It also turned out that she knew one of the other men in the shop, and she blushed when he called her "Sweet-cheeks." This made Bart raise an eyebrow in curiosity, perhaps Karma had some sort of romantic history with this Philip. Other than the blushing, however, she seemed a bit rejecting as she flatly requested that the car be repaired and reenforced. She managed to sneak in a smile, though. Bart, not wanting to interrupt, simply stood quietly and waited to be acknowledged.

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Re: Welcome Home (Invite Only)

Post by Warlord on May 30th 2012, 4:27 pm

Warlord stood still for a moment, eyeing Skylar with distaste.
Then he laughed in her face.
Despite the apparent mirth in the laugh, it was apparent to see that no joy reached his eyes.
"You arrogant little infant..." he spoke slowly, placing emphasis on each word. It was clear from his whole manner of bearing that he felt very certain that Skylar had no idea what she was talking about. However, instead of continuing to address her, he addressed several of the Ex-Special Forces men around him.
"Hey fellas, quick hypothetical scenario: You piss off some Outlaws and Hammerskins by ruining a major illegal transaction. Then you escape them - twice, I should add - and you leave some of them alive. Wh-"
"Wait, why would you leave them alive?" One of the guys piped up.
"Just for the sake of argument, let's say you do. Now, what happens next?"
"Well, assuming you made it out of Atlanta - and really I don't see how you would without killing any of them - they'd spread your name and description to the other chapters around the country," one answered.
"Nowhere'd be safe, for you or for anyone around you," another added.
A third continued where the first left off by saying "And then every chapter in the country would be trying to kill you, and they wouldn't stop until either you or they were dead. You'd have to kill hundr-who am I kidding, thousands of them. The way I see it," he finished, "You'd have to kill the first group if you didn't want to be hunted everywhere you went, and especially if you wanted to limit the bloodshed as much as possible. And I'd expect a former Special Forces operative to be capable of thinking logically enough to understand that." The man, in his early forties perhaps (perhaps even older, hard to tell since he was so fantastically fit) gave Skylar a pointed a look, turned to look at Philip with a raised eyebrow and a look as if to say This is the company you keep? A judgmental girl who doesn't think outside the box?, and then turned back to Skylar.

Bishop turned back to Skylar.
"And there you have it. Although frankly, I have to admire the nerve of anyone who would lecture someone on killing only a few hours after she herself killed a man in cold blood and then stuffed his dismembered corpse in the garbage. I couldn't pull it off Myself; I'd feel too much like a shameless hypocrite."
Warlord let the barbed comment hang in the air and turned away without waiting to hear any response on her part. Several of the men raked her with sneers of disgust.
"Go ahead and fix her car," he said to the Owner, "But I'd get the money up front if I were you..."
The owner didn't look too pleased, but he'd fix it for her despite his distaste for her because Bishop asked. Warlord went back over to the TV and couches set up in a corner with some of the other guys, opening up a fresh beer. The owner strode over to Skylar and spoke to her.
"We'll fix it, but we can't just 'bulletproof' it. We'd have to order special parts that we don't have. Looks like the repairs will probably run you a few grand, but I'll know more once we examine it better." He planned to charge her as much as he legally could. "It'll be a few hours, so...make yourselves at home."
It sounded as though that was something he habitually said to all customers, and was slightly displeased to have said to her. He gestured at the couch and tv area, clearly meant as a comfortable place for customers to wait (there were even magazines on the coffee table), before he walked off with the rest of the guys to take a look at her car.
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Re: Welcome Home (Invite Only)

Post by Chellizard on May 30th 2012, 4:55 pm

Skyler let her eyes fall from the men and on to Bart. She gave him a weak smile and then turned back to Warlord. His distrusting tone, and the sneering in his words made her want to curl up and die. She stood up proud, though, and listened to the men. She nodded, and allowed her head to hang. Before Warlord was out of ears reach, she uttered a simple sentence. "I once killed to clear my name; now I let my name hang on everyone's lips in fear." She felt her chest tighten when he spoke of Dayne McHale. She gritted her teeth and allowed herself to keep as calm as possible before adding another piece of information.

"That man abused me my whole childhood and took advantage of my mother up until she was placed into a home. I could not allow him to live any longer. His death was karma; it came back for him." Her eyes met with Philip's, and then she turned her attention from him and to the owner who's name was sewn into his work shirt. Joe. She smiled briefly at him, despite him disliking her choices. "I have an easy eleven grand and you can have it for your troubles." She leaned into her car's passenger window and reached for the envelope within her bag. She pulled out the stack out cash. It was actually 11,027.53$. But, who was really counting? She dropped the cash into his hand, even the rattling change. She then nodded to him, Joe, and looked to Bart.

"Let's get some food," she said, pulling about three hundred dollars from the fold in her skirt. She looked to the burger joint across the way and then thought of an idea. She walked toward the main office and announced she would be buying dinner on top of them fixing her car. "I'll need everyone's orders. I hope burgers are fine with everyone; I haven't had one in about a year." She gave all of them a light, closed mouth smile and grabbed a pen and piece of paper to jot down all the appropriate orders.

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