forum RP?

Started February 16, 2018 by THE CREATOR

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Brendon approached the guy leaning on the car warily, insecure about whether or not to make himself known. "Hello."

The guy clicked his door open to see the man standing a few yards away from him. "Official business, sorry for the noise." He flipped a lighter and burned a cigarette, not something that he made a habit of, but it helped him cool down after a fight like that.

"Oh no, that isn't what I was worried about. It's never quiet around here. What were you even doing, and do you know what sorts of messed up stuff cigarettes do to your sorry little arse?" Brendon replied, annoyed at being brushed off like that.

"Well, that's the only thing I'm paid to worry about. What do you need?" He gruffed at the guy, he heard the twinge of annoyance in his voice. It wasn't what he had meant but the guy could take it whatever way he wanted. "I don't think people light cigarettes because they want to hear from strangers how bad it is for them." He trained his medallion eyes on the guy, closing his door to show the man he was at least paying attention.

"Well hey, would you rather die from some cringe-y lowlife drug, or actually doing something important with your life? I need to know what I just saw, because that, for once, is not something I see on a daily basis."

Than looked back at the two.
He chuckled. "Mind if I bum one of those off you, man?"
(Than smokes, but I didn't think it was appropriate.)

"Eh, sure, why not?" He flicked the package towards the guy, "You did save my rear after all," He grunted in admittance. "What just happened was a monster hunt. I'm a monster, who just so happens to also hunt them. I was only after this guy." He tapped on the window. "I don't know what's going on over there."

"So… Monsters as in, like, actual monsters? Why?"

"Why what?" Gagan offered a lighter to Than.

"I dunno," Than said, "you had it back there, you're giving me more credit than I deserve." He flicked open his zippo and lit it up.
"Smooth!"

The guy haughtily jabbed the man with his elbow, chuckling. "Man knows how to compliment. I could grow to like you."

Brendon rolled his eyes at the two. "Get a room already."

Than chuckled. "Ah, lighten up kid!" He threw a dollar into the big blonde guy's car.
"Not much, but I don't like owing people period." Than said "Even for cigs'."

"You were asking me a question, dude." His smile cut into his resting face again. "Why are there monsters here? Why am I fighting them? Why is this guy in my back seat bleeding out? You sure do yammer, guy."

Than walked away. How was the cop chic?

"Thanks, man," he threw a thumbs up over his shoulder.

"Quite frankly I don't care. I was asking why you're doing it here. Monsters aren't even 'monsters,' per se, unless you view them as such. And if you're fighting them, you view them as such. And this is the city, don't act as if I haven't seen my fair share of bodies in the backseat of a sketchy car. Heck, I've seen it a few times in my own." Brendon flicked his hair out of his eyes and checked his fitbit. "It's lunchtime, want some Subway?"

Than walked over to his Harley, checked it, and then headed towards the station again.

Gagan's face drooped. "Oh. Here? Because the station was backing us. Or they were supposed to." He glanced over his shoulder at the scene. "As for your monster philosophy. I don't decide what a monster is. I'm told what a monster is. It's just my job. And as for why I do it is a long ass story." He blinked at the guy's question. "Ah.." He was confused. "Subway?" His stomach panged suddenly. "Yeah, I guess I could go for a sandwich," He replied, locking the car.