forum Mafia Children. Gay. O/O Closed.
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sad cowboy

He looked back up at the stranger and studied the coloured locks that framed his face.
"Yeah." He inhaled, nervously fidgeting with the burning stick between his hand. "So you don't know who I am?"

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Skye noticed the other studying him, the light shining on his dark skin. "Should I?" he asked, his tone een as the waitress came back with his food.

sad cowboy

Alaric looked down and faintly smiled "I'm Rick Dun," He flicked his gaze up to the waitress and exhaled smoke.
"Billy Lee's kid."

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Skye resisted the urge to gag at the smoke. "Billy Lee huh?" he said. "Didn't know he had a kid."

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"Yeah," said Skye, still not making eye contact. "Who hasn't?"

sad cowboy

"I don't know." He thought about what he'd do if his dad found out what he was doing. He wasn't supposed to talk about the family, but he felt like breaking rules. "But I'm glad you ain't heard of me." He said, though almost whispered.

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Skye turned to study him, his violet eyes flashing, trying to hide curiosity. "Why is that?" he asked, "You scared?"

sad cowboy

Alaric almost dropped his cigarette when he saw the man's face. His face didn't change, but his eyes moved with every move he'd made. "No," He shook his head. "Not for me."

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Skye watched him carefully, refraining from mentally probing him. "Know who I am?" he asked. (you can make up a random Boss name)

sad cowboy

Alaric thought about it for a moment, trying to remember any purple-haired kids he'd seen around. "Are you…" He began, "Junebug's kid?"

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"Yeah, one and only." He said, surprised that he'd gotten it so easily.

sad cowboy

He was taken back, and his surprise showed on his face. This was his dad's turf, and he had a lot of friends in empty alleyways that hated Junebug's people. And this kid didn't seem at all tough like his dad. "Really?" Junebug Lewis?" Alaric felt something different, he realized that he was talking to someone who had a similar understanding of what he'd been through. He took another drag of his dying cig, "Damn."

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"yep" said Skye, "Didn't realize I'd wandered into another crime lord's territory." he said, seeming to relax.

sad cowboy

Alaric laughed and was shocked by it. He hadn't properly laughed in a long time. "So what's the deal with you then?" He asked, curious, "Why are you out here?"

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"Bored" he said, "I always sneak out every night, never wandered out this far before though."

sad cowboy

"Hm, so this is like a normal thing for you? Late night food and criminal youth?" Alaric nodded and solemnly stubbed out his cigarette on the ashtray. "Yeah, me too."

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(Sorry, someone finally came back after leaving abruptly, had to pause..)
"Actually I'm normally alone, and the food was impulsive." he said, "Though I'm always up late."

sad cowboy

Alaric nodded understandingly. "I get it," He said, "I usually come here, It the only place I got, it's also empty, and the owner has old songs on there." He pointed to the beaten up jukebox in the corner, "Music's nice when you're alone."

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"Music huh?" said Skye, "Which songs?" he asked, watching the other curiously after glancing over at the juke box.

sad cowboy

(im just gonna name a few)
Alaric turned to the jukebox and began listing names, counting them off his fingers one by one. "Uh, they got best of Van Halen, Hendrix, Rolling Stones, Rick Astley, Metallica, and The Smiths." He laughed. "It's pretty new, but no one really ever uses it except me."

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(I don't even know music XD But Skye's the type that would..)
Skye nodded, impressed, "Noice" he said, "What'd'ya think about listening to some tunes?"

sad cowboy

Alaric turned to him, trying to see if this was some kind of setup. "What's you pick, child of Junebug?" he stood up and walked over to the jukebox, he turned around to face him.

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Skye thought for a moment, "Lets go with Rolling Stones" he said after a moment.

sad cowboy

"All right, then." Alaric nodded, turned to the jukebox, held on to both sides, and kicked the bottom of it hard. Music erupted immediately and he looked back at the stranger for approval. "This okay?" He said with another rare laugh.