The Streets

[Ozymandias]

[Random streets going random places.]

::Ozymandias walks along with his hands buried deep in his pockets, thinking. He remembers now why he's always preferred to stay away from people: emotions. There's too many, and he can't handle it. He doesn't know why he gets annoyed about Aidan and how much Paz likes him, but it's too much and he's probably better off cutting it short before it gets worse.::

(I'm not cut out for this life.)

::He stops to light a cigarette and goes to the cemetary as it's the closest way to the Underworld he can think of.::

[Sera]

::Pushing the speed limit by oh, about thirty mph, Sera drives down the streets like the reckless slut she is. She finally ends up at the Cot and Sod.::

[Wesley]

::Wesley, apparently having gotten a job in such a short timespan, rides his bike around the city to deliver food from Ho's.::

[Bast]

::Bast runs along here, shockingly agile for such a small woman. She looks around, terrified by the sounds and sights of the city.::

[Natalie]

::Natalie walks along through the streets, a bounce in her step as she whistles a lively tune.::

(Really need a ride... city's pretty big. Hmm. Would it be worth it to... "borrow" one? Nothing too fancy, but... Oo! A motorcycle! Mmm.)

::Too preoccupied to notice Bast, as she walks right past the goddess on the other side of the street, Nat finds a convenient auto parts store that's amazingly open at this deathly hour and enters, buying a screwdriver and simple motorcycle ignition switch that overrides the use of a key. Believe me, it's that easy. She exits the store and walks down the street a bit before hitting an alleyway with a nice, nice parked motorcycle, a Harley-Davison FLSTF Fat Boy, all sleek and silver accentuated with leather, the engine still hot.::

(Damn. What a bike!)

::Looking around quickly for any onlookers, Natalie heads over to the cycle and strokes it lovingly before crouching down next to it and screwing/prying (somehow) the ignition point out, then installing the switch expertly. She flicks it on, and the bike roars to life.::

(So easy.)

::The little thief clambers on the bike, a shit-eating grin on her face, and kicks up the kick stand, then takes off, whipping out of the alley and turning up the street. She veers to the side and almost hits Bast, but rights herself in time, vrooming off to, hmm, the old abandoned parking lot.::

[Bast]

::Feeling hugely threatened by this, Bast switches into defence mode and falls onto her hands so she can bound after Natalie on all fours.::

[Aidan]

::Determined to save Paz's life, he rushes with him to the parking lot.::

[Brent]

::That was either one long alleyway, or dumb ass Brent got lost. Finally, he walks into the streets looking around for a place to get a drink::

(Maybe I should get drunk, and then visit the Source. That'd be hilarious, until he had me killed...or killed me himself.)

::His eyes find P3, but since it seemed closed he continues searching. Finally he finds The Cot and Sod, and enters.::

[Brent]

::Brent exits the Cot, and kicks at a rock on the ground.::

(Damn she was...well, odd.)

::His ears perk up as he hears quite a commotion coming from down the street. As he walks towards the noise, he finds P3 and enters into the Front Entrance.::

This post has been edited by Brent on Oct 1 2006, 12:19 AM

[Sharon]

::Sharon walks briskly along the streets, looking purposeful. Really, she has no idea where she's going, but one must always keep up appearances.::

[Prue]

::Delia catches up with the annoying tall lady and keeps stride with her.::

"Sharon, I like you. Really, I do. But if you don't turn around and come back with me right now, I will kick your ass."

[Sharon]

::Sharon looks sideways at the strange lady.::

"I'm sorry, do you often threaten people you don't know? It's rather rude."

[Prue]

"Isn't it, though? I like to think it suggests that I get results, though."

::Prue stops walking suddenly and Sharon will find that she can't seem to go further herself, like she's walking on a treadmill.::

[Sharon]

(How is she... floating?)

::Sharon stares at Delia for a while before she realises it's her that's doing the weird thing and immediately stops walking, glaring at her.::

"Stop that, this minute."

[Prue]

::Prue just smiles.::

"You stop it."

::The 'treadmill' starts carrying Sharon backwards now, the way they came from.::

[The Powers That Be]

[The effects of Birmingham's potion powder will start to wear off now.]

[Sharon]

::Sharon looks around quickly, worried that someone might see, and hisses at Delia.::

"You're being ridiculous! What if someone sees this?"

[Prue]

"I imagine they'll call the cops and you'll get carted off to get experimented on. Just think of all that probing that's awaiting you."

::Prue casually walks alongside Sharon, who's facing the wrong way as they go.::

"Or you could stop being annoying and walk."

[Sharon]

::Sharon turns around and does start to walk in the right direction, but only in the interest of not getting exposed.::

"Alternatively, you could leave me alone. I don't know who the hell you think you are to have the right to do this."

(For God's sake why will they not just leave me in peace! I want to go and... well. This is a matter of principle, in any case.)

[Prue]

"Sharon, listen to me. Cora marked your apartment door in blood. You have a connection to Azura if only because you're Andrea's sister. Those are two very good reasons that you need our protection. Cora will come after you if she gets the chance. And she will probably kill you. I'm not entirely sure what the blood symbolised, but let's face it; it was probably death. And, knowing Cora, a long, slow death. Whatever, you're not getting a choice anyway so quit bitching already."