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Post by Dawn on Jul 3, 2016 6:22:15 GMT
They were lit drunk turnt what ever you wanted to call it and she was excited they had borrowed a black on black removed the plates and rolled out to a few miles from da bricks. She had her tools all she needed blade gas matches twine. She was a pro. Baby doll had gotten del and nando to drop her a bit away. She told them give her 20 then come get her.
The keys let her in and the odor hit her almost sent her running. Mold beer cigarette and his Cologne. He always wore that nasty English leather crap she hated ty he smell of it. Steeling her spine she punched a smallish hole in the stove line dryer line and frayed a cord awfully. The gas would build the dryer would leak and the cord would spark. Just to be sure she dipped twine in vodka she found on a table and tipped it over on her way out.
Finger prints non existent string treaded to a window to catch curtains for sure. She backed up plenty feet and waited just as she heard the car she felt it. Something in her bloomed as a pop and then a low boom sounded in the house. She grinned and felt the flames swell almost like they were inside her. She was entranced answer swayed with the flare that now roared like some midevil beast.
It was almost a religious experience a purifying of her soul. An unlocking if her true nature tears streamed the screams of her past on loop in her ears and it burned.
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Post by Delaine Astin Vincent on Jul 4, 2016 11:48:43 GMT
He was drunker than he should have been. It wasn’t just the high powered Hooch that Nando had found it was the combination of that and the nostalgia of having Baby D back if even just for a little while. He fought the urge to reach out to Ozee or Beau. He knew neither was around and doubted if Ren or Guy were actually in the land of the living. Their little Krewe had grown up and shuffled off to places far and wide. All except really him and Nando. He kept form getting maudlin by holding on to eth sweet and ignoring the bitter. It worked, kind of it made him willing to do mischief and had taken him arguing the case legally in his head. She wasn’t looking for insurance money. She wasn’t trying to hide evidence. She wasn’t destroying anyone elses property. It was hers lock stock and smoking barrel so in truth she could do whatever she wanted with it.
He couldn’t find a reason in the world not to really nor a reason what they were doing was prosecutable. At least not in anyway that would mean she could or would lose her freedom. So he rode in back and sipped the hooch chiming when needed simply soaking in the ambiance when not. He knew it was much the same for Nando they were doing a solid ad being Krewe. Each of the m knew this was her catharsis. He wondered however if Nando got that same chill when the fire erupted. It was as if someone was guiding it not like a conscious effort but the way a blind person is led by and leads their service dog.
He doubted any witches were around and so put it out of mind waiting on Baby D to make it back to the car.
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Post by Dawn on Jul 4, 2016 20:13:06 GMT
What was his chill was her warm, her homecoming. She'd never realized before but almost never since that first night she'd learned had she never been burned by fire. It had bended out of her way when it shouldn't had cuddled close when she let it and not one lick of smoke hit her lungs when to close. It all cycled through in her memories and now she heard it like a voice from the spirits them selves. A voice she knew some how no one else would hear." Childer of mine your blood is weak but still recognized this is your gift. Your affinity learn and remember be not a victim ever again"
She nodded and something tugged in her she tilted head back and roared like the flames and the house enveloped. There would be near nothing left and even if she'd been sloppy a master arsen investigator would still be hard pressed to call foul. Behind her eyes danced twin flames and she turned to the car reborn. Setting in the seat she looked like herself smelled smokey but normal." Where is good out here fo a tattoo now days?"
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Post by Nobody on Jul 4, 2016 20:40:41 GMT
He’d slowed down on drinking as he was the driver he still took a few sips but merely enough to keep the taste of it on his tongue. Not enough to get the full effects like Del. The man could always knock them back. To some degree he was a little jealous. Thinking of the hangover he would have the next day made him okay with not having the tolerance that Del had or he need to really get back of beyond blitzed. Though if he was honest even as much as Del drank he never seemed too out of it. The drive over was fun and watching the house go up made his stomach bubble some. There was a chill in the air suddenly and he fought the urge to cross himself. He trusted his gut and knew something was in the works that couldn’t be seen though here was a lot to be seen the house went up like a box of kindling and Del just sat there watching as if it were fireworks. It would take at least two fire companies to put out the blaze though here in the jects he doubted they would risk it. Baby D’s place was a standalone and so long as the wind didn’t spread it the damage would be limited. As she got into the car her skin smelling warm and a heat coming off her he just side smiled and said, “You know dey gone think yo ole man done went and got angry enuff ta burn da whole thing down right. At least until do a vestigation.” The words escaping his thoughts and lips had him moved from smiling to laughing a good chuckle something about it was poetic and he couldn’t shake the inherent humor. |
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Post by Dawn on Jul 4, 2016 21:02:31 GMT
She liked her lips and smiled with a shrug"cie la vi mon ami"
Strachan slow she peeked back at del through the rear view" we ready to cut out fo ya crew show? "
Winking she felt good she might even drop the keys to the burnt house off with her father before she left town let him take a good long look at the woman she'd become and let him see the truth of everything in her eyes. For now though she wanted to be wild get a bit of pain and maybe if she got drunk enough she'd show them both just how much she'd grown up.
That last thought was a surprise even to her self and she chuckled at it sticking most of her upper body out of the car while they drove away. Somewhere behind them after a little she heard something that had her laughing hysterical...the sound of big red fire engines.
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Post by Dawn on Jul 4, 2016 21:56:59 GMT
She licked her lips and smiled with a shrug"cie la vi mon ami"
Streching slow she peeked back at del through the rear view" we ready to cut out fo ya crew show? "
Winking she felt good she might even drop the keys to the burnt house off with her father before she left town let him take a good long look at the woman she'd become and let him see the truth of everything in her eyes. For now though she wanted to be wild get a bit of pain and maybe if she got drunk enough she'd show them both just how much she'd grown up.
That last thought was a surprise even to her self and she chuckled at it sticking most of her upper body out of the car while they drove away. Somewhere behind them after a little she heard something that had her laughing hysterical...the sound of big red fire engines.
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Post by Delaine Astin Vincent on Jul 5, 2016 18:16:44 GMT
He caught the double mirror glance from Nando and Baby D,"Pas mon équipage. Nous nous occupons de la substance spéciale . Ceci est juste le reg de . Whoops," He said finally realizing he was really getting buzzed considering he was speaking almost complete French and Patois. Looking at the bottle he was surprised so much was still left. He had a stamina that had put just about the entire RoHo division on sick leave after a night drinking. This was some good hooch he would have to get Nando to spill the beans on where he got it.
Not caring one whit as to how back of beyond he got after all he had about two weeks banked of leave not counting his vacation or the fact the higher-ups wanted to saddle him at a desk until they could find a way to actually fire him. Although being honest with himself he knew he would be going in no matter how bad he behaved. " Yo! Nando Beaautimous is still open lets get some eats either that or Nan’s I could eat a horse and after that little barbecue I know Baby D could put some energy back in, somehow."
He’d leave the driving to Nando and the choice to D as he would honestly prefer Beautimous just so he wouldn’t have to pretend sober in front of Nan. Plus, at Beautimous there would be a chance to do a little investigation as to D’s strange turn. She had always been a firebug but his time in RPIT had made him sensitive to certain things. And if he was right it all added up to a picture he wasn’t sure D knew for sure herself.
All of that and then some was true but he’d also heard Nando’s stomach and wanted a place where they could talk. He’d felt something and was as usual trying to hide it. The man was a good friend but as secretive as a sphinx at times.
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Post by Dawn on Jul 6, 2016 20:31:54 GMT
Na would be a mistake they would all get scolded"I pick beautimus cause I love nan but I aint in the mood fo no ass chewin at the moment"
laughing she heard what he said bout his crew well aint you da specialist snow flake den del?"
teasing butt she was sort of proud of him actually even tho for all intents and purposes she was on the other side the law tho she hadn't broken any recent law here save the house.laughing again but that she turned the radio up and sang along "rappers today fulla crap they ain't got no talent. ever wonder what happen to master p tho? make say uhhh na na na na"
" nd of course hoes aint loyal duh they hoes..respectable girls wouldn't want chris brown"
She was off on a weird tangent mostly killing air time since her veins were singing and her stomach was empty" dell why you ain't had no babies yest nando had babies? Some girl you like didnt want to settle down?"
she knew he might not answer but she had to ask since she was still catching up she hadn't had time for babies or anyone shed want them with.ghost flashed into her mind but even they were still log ways from that sort of convo.
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Post by Nobody on Jul 7, 2016 2:37:57 GMT
Nando had already chosen Beautimous once Del mentioned it. Nan was a good way to feel real shitty for their behavior. She’d feed them and scold them in equal portions which meant quite a bit of both. Baby D vote went a long way to finally deciding but he was certain before she said anything that she would choose the same. Her bopping along to the radio in spite of the lack of lyrical content was commendable. He hated the new trap hop and most of the trill crap. He tried to not hold a grudge but he couldn’t help it. It made him want to travel back in time and hurt the jackass who started the music. The problem was if he was able to meant that someone else would be able to as well. When she asked the question she did he didn’t mean to but he looked out the window even as he was adjusting the rearview. It was part of his character to fix things this he couldn’t fix. He had his thoughts on the subject but had never really asked. They were boys and Krewe so he let Del have his space. He wanted the same from time to time. Maybe Del was gay as a lark maybe the beatings he took inside had done something or another who knew. It wasn’t really his place to ask especially as well they were boys. Unless he opened the door there was nothing he could do. |
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Post by Delaine Astin Vincent on Jul 7, 2016 3:04:12 GMT
Del said as she spoke, "Ya heard Nando ta Beautimous and make it pronto." His voice died as she spoke. He had never been asked the question directly. He looked directly at her as she bopped in her seat. “ Well, Nando has a lascivious nature and dat good ole religion makes him wanta be fruitful and multiply.”
He tried joking but something even in the haze he was busy building around himself wouldn’t let himself laugh it off. Not especially as he saw Baby D as a ghost form his past before everything changed. It was a chance to come clean and really let things out in the open really let the good times roll even if it came at the cost of a few tears.
He smiled and shrugged as he looked out the window, "Troof is I don’t dink I can. Even if somebody’d be able to take all I got ta give without bein torn apart it’s a chance the baby come out wrong if it come out at all."
He didn’t add that underneath it all he was still in love with his wife or that fact that he knew if he found who set him up all those years ago that he probably wouldn’t live long enough to enjoy kids anyway.
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Post by Dawn on Jul 7, 2016 4:19:24 GMT
She head tilted when he got sad like he remembered something. She also knew when he was full of crap. He want lying but he was down playing something. So when he said that all he had stuff she full out guffawed and turned in the seat looking over the head rest at him. The look on her face he should know she was bout to come out here mouth crazy." Oweeee never peeked or nothing when we was younger so you trying to say you tripoding? Hung low swing dat sugar cane?"
Her eyes twinkled hard he was fittna catch it now cause it was better than the sadness she heard. Truth be told she'd wondered if she could after...well . She liked suddenly dry lips. Swallowed hard the house was burned the ghosts should a gone with it but here they were again walking over her grave." Let's see it then show me whatcha workin wit "
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Post by Delaine Astin Vincent on Jul 7, 2016 4:55:58 GMT
Del fixed her with a look and tried to ignore Nando swallow hard and bite his lip to keep form laughing out loud. "We from Nola, but not from that bad joke of the south. Dat’d be like showing my sister my junk asking for pointers as to how to use it?" He laughed away at the barb and the ribbing. But there was a part of him that was struck by the challenge. He knew it was a bad idea because the years despite the scars had been kind to Baby D and while she was no longer the elbows and knees any longer she was still like a sister to him. Though one he really would occasionally wish was of a mind to at least play doctor well triage with.
It was a fantasy at best and bad idea every other way. He was half of a mind to say screwit all and give it a go anyways. Instead he took another sip and said, “Sides tonight is made for whiskey dick not hide the sausage.”
THat had him chuckling as he downed a healthy sip borderline chug. It was a mouthful of flavor that slowly burned on the swallow but not on the bite.
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Post by Dawn on Jul 7, 2016 6:05:10 GMT
She eye him right back and then laughed "yea yea sister from another mister but still think you scurred can't handle not a baby no moe baby d."
She turned and sighed " he scared nando memorialize this moment. Where baeu he went never scurred"
She laughed " I want to eat den dance all dis booty need to not go to waste tonight"
She was happy to see the restaurant and slide out soon as nando parked. A tourist a bit drunk was walking past and waving at folk. She paused and grinned blew him a kiss then twerked on his thigh till he almost tipped over. His eyes wide" I luv nawlinsss" he slurred. She flipped her hair then headed in leaving him hungry and confused.
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Post by Nobody on Jul 9, 2016 1:40:04 GMT
Nando damn near did a spit take as Baby D ribbed Del something awful she was wrong as a three dollar bill but it was funny as all get out. He being the always honest with himself man he was had to admit he’d hit it hard as a fast ball down the center and knock it out the park. She was sending all the right signs and gentleman that he was love or not if he had been challenged as Del he’d have to go to confession but he’d not only whip it out but whip it on her. That was a wrong thought to have he knew it but damn she was put together like someone asked for the living embodiment of wild sex and good loving. Not too mention there was some of that Nola witchy-ness about her he couldn’t shake. She weren’t no blood as far as he could tell with any of the covens and vaudauns but damn she made his skin crawl and stomach boil when she played with fire. He couldn’t help himself he’d always been attracted to dnger and when she twerked away about fiteen hours of the drunks life he damn near died laughing. Getting out of the car when he did placed him second and right near Del. “Don’t tell me you gonna let dat sweet junk slide by you now not without at least giving as good as ya get. Krewe or not dat dere is good eating and even a fingers worth would set ya right.” Yes it was wrong to poke the bear but damn Del had to be a saint to pass that by even if it was just harmless joking. |
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Post by Dawn on Jul 14, 2016 18:09:32 GMT
She was to far ahead to hear and to busy thinking about shrimp and grits and oxtails and greens. Sliding through the crowd and getting them a back booth. You could see everything including the kitchen from where she picked. When they finally got to her she already ordered a pitcher of beer and some cornbread.
Smiling at them and patting seats on each side of her. " so I'm type starving yall as hungry?"
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