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Post by Shilo Wallace on Jul 17, 2011 17:10:18 GMT -5
((ooc: Takes place same time as Hardays Night. For anyone who'd be in the Graverobber's headquarters.))
Shilo let out a long, tired sigh, adjusting the watch around her wrist as she found a quiet place to sit down. The stupid thing didn't go off every few hours anymore; she'd disabled the alarm shortly after finding out that she didn't need the medicine it was instructing her to take anymore. She still went through the periods of intense pain from not taking it, though, and she was fairly certain one was about to pass soon. Which was why she'd gone off by herself for the moment.
She'd gone on another zydrate run, this time with the Grave Robber. She'd gone with a few of the other "henchmen," and had yet to give the vials of glowing, blue liquid to their leader, who she hadn't see at all today. She pulled one of the vials from her pocket, fingering it and rolling it around in her palm.
Pretty insane stuff to get addicted to, she thought to herself, giving a light shudder at the memory of the look in the eyes of some of the addicts she'd seen while down here. But it pays the bills.
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Post by Grave Robber on Jul 18, 2011 0:23:50 GMT -5
Without another moment to herself, Graverobber showed himself. He had slyly placed himself over her shoulder before taking ahold of her hand that held the glowing vial. "Would you like a hit?" Shilo didn't even have the chance to notice him until his near tranquil voice alerted her. He didn't mean to come off as a typical drug pusher. Zydrates seemed to help those in pain, those in need, despite the later consequences. But what else but fear would keep a drug dealer away from his own endless products?
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Post by Shilo Wallace on Jul 18, 2011 10:20:29 GMT -5
Shilo gave a small jump, not having expected the familiar voice in her ear or the sudden grab of her hand. Turning around sharply, she breathed a small sigh of relief when she saw that it was only Grave Robber. Thinking over his question carefully, for a moment she actually considered taking some. She knew her chest was going to start hurting soon. Sometimes the pain was so much she would fall to the ground until it passed. The zydrate could help that...for a price.
Shilo shook her head, handing the glass vial over to the older man. "I'll pass," she said, giving a small smirk. "What are you doing down here? Shouldn't you be...working?" She at last said, a slight tease to her quiet tone.
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Post by Grave Robber on Jul 18, 2011 21:40:55 GMT -5
"That sounds more like what I should be asking you." He smirked, sliding the Zydrates away into one of his pockets without argument. He didn't expect her to take it in the first place. It's not like that was the first time he had offered it. He offered any chance he had actually. He kept a fixed smile looking back to her as if he had an idea in mind. The Grave Robber kept quiet though waiting for her excuse.
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Post by Shilo Wallace on Jul 18, 2011 21:49:18 GMT -5
Shit. He had her there. She glanced away, trying to come up with some sort of excuse. She should be going on another run with the others, but she'd gotten distracted with the warning pains that had started in the pit of her stomach shortly before.
She didn't even have to come up with an excuse before she was clutching at her chest, wincing as another episode passed. She tried to draw in a breath, but found it too hard to do so, until at last she was gasping for air, like usual. It was better now than it had been; she didn't pass out like she used to. But it still hurt.
"There's....your reason," she forced out, still breathing heavily as the last stabs of pain went away. Damn, there were times when she wished she could take her medicine, even if it was better that she didn't.
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Post by Grave Robber on Jul 19, 2011 0:25:11 GMT -5
GraveRobber tapped on his Zydrates kit that was strapped to his waist in a black pack has she heaved in pain. "... Instead of going with the others how about you come with me and help market some fresh product." He asked as if she had a choice. She never did get too involved when he sold the glow. Some of the clients were more psychotic than the gangs who supplied the drug.
When the man said 'fresh product' he really meant it. This new batch was from the corpses of the recently deceased with afew altercations. In other words, this was strong shit. Just the come back he needed after disappearing from the undergrounds eye for nearly two months. And it wouldn't hurt to break Shilo's face into the submarket with this new thread of zydrates either.
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Post by Shilo Wallace on Jul 19, 2011 0:40:10 GMT -5
"Um...alright," Shilo said slowly, letting out a slow breath. The spasm were getting shorter; that was something to be thankful for, right? Pushing herself to her feet, she brushed off the corner of her skirt, not that it did much good. Living down here had left her without several necessities, one of which being limitless washing machine privileges.
While Shilo wasn't exactly "excited" to help the Grave Robber market the glow, she didn't really mind spending her time with him instead of the other members of his group. She felt...safer around him, for some reason. Probably because the others didn't really give a shit if she came back alive half the time, which Shilo had expected.
"Um...what will I have to do?" She asked cautiously.
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Post by Grave Robber on Jul 19, 2011 0:55:49 GMT -5
Graverobber kept a steady speed in his step hold an arm against shilo's back to ensure that she could keep up. He let out a light-hearted laugh at her question, of cores, not giving her a straight answer. "Nothing out of the usual."
Without giving her time to pick apart his answer a truck slowed down to turn a corner, giving the two the perfect opportunity to hitch a ride. Grave Robber casually walked behind the truck as if he were just walking by before he took a seat on the bumper. Tossing his long, unkempt hair to the side as he presented a spot next to him with the raise of his hand. He nodded his head with a inviting smile hoping she wouldn't hesitate and mess the truck.
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Post by Shilo Wallace on Jul 19, 2011 1:02:27 GMT -5
Shilo's eyes widened as she watched the man's creative way of catching a ride, biting her lip as though to try and decide what to do. His inviting grin made her decision for her, and she quickly followed behind, hopping onto the bumper beside the other.
Hanging on precariously to the edge, Shilo felt her heartbeat pick up as the truck started to speed up. She hoped she wouldn't fall off, as she wasn't the most graceful of girls. Glancing up at the Grave Robber, she raised an eyebrow.
"This is how you get your rides?" She asked, knowing the answer before he even spoke. The familiar way he'd placed himself on the bumper, mixed with the things she already knew about him, had already proven that to be a fact in her mind.
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Post by Grave Robber on Jul 19, 2011 1:14:35 GMT -5
"As a matter of fact-" his comeback was cut off as the truck hit a pot hole making the both of them bounce in the air. Using one hand to cling onto the truck and the other on Shilo's collar, The man's eyes widened. "It's much better than walking." he snickered at her near death experience.
Within a few miles a familiar tune echoed from an alley. A sign that the party had started with out them. They passed the place were the commotion was raising at least a street away before Graverobber hoped off what he considered the best ride in town and slowly paced towards the alley's entrance passing a couple who lied on the sidewalk passed out.
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Post by Shilo Wallace on Jul 19, 2011 1:24:47 GMT -5
Shilo's stomach lurched forward as the truck hit the pothole, her heart nearly bouncing in her throat before the Grave Robber managed to grab hold of her. She held onto him tightly for a moment after that, only letting go to scowl at him for his teasing remark and snicker.
When they'd at last reached wherever they were headed, Shilo jumped from the back of the truck shortly after the other, sticking close behind him as they passed the unconscious couple. She tried to look braver than she actually felt, reminding herself that nothing would happen to her so long as she stayed with him.
Glancing around cautiously, she averted her gaze from the mess of street filth that stared hazily back at her, most currently intoxicated with the exact product that they were prepared to sell. She kept quiet, however, not really sure what to say as they made their way into the alley.
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Post by Grave Robber on Jul 19, 2011 1:40:34 GMT -5
It didn't take long for Shilo and the Grave Robbers appearance to be known. The junkies and surgery freaks celebration got even louder as the two entered the scene. With Shilo shadowing the well known drug peddler jealous addicts snared and questioned her appearance. "Who's she?", "What's a little girl doing here?!" and things such as that hissed by as Grave robber come up to a stunning young lady who had not much more than a burlesque get up on.
With a familiar nod to one another The man who towered over his assistant passed the packaged Zydrates gun to Shilo. The new woman glared at the young teen holding the very thing that stood between her and another Cosmetic surgery.
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Post by Shilo Wallace on Jul 19, 2011 10:26:18 GMT -5
Shilo attempted to ignore the stares and questions circling around her entrance, trying to walk a little taller than before. Little girl? Please, she was eighteen years old now. She was legally an adult...even if she didn't feel like much of one right now.
Shilo took the zydrate gun with slightly widened eyes, swallowing at the feel of its weight in her palm. Glancing towards the woman they'd approached, Shilo tried to avoid her glare, knowing what she wanted by the look in her eyes and clothes she was currently wearing. She didn't look more than a few years older than Shilo, maybe in her early to mid twenties, yet already she looked like she was dependent on the glowing liquid that the gun in Shilo's hand contained.
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Post by Grave Robber on Jul 19, 2011 11:32:56 GMT -5
The Grave Robber kept quiet taking a moment to admire the incredibly awkward moment between the two young ladies. Seeing the envy and rage in the older women's eyes was a bit humorous to him. Clearing his throat quietly he placed a hand on Shilo's shoulder pressing her forward. "I'd like to introduce you to a good friend of mine. Top quality stuff she has here, too. Miss Audery, Shilo. Shilo, Miss Audery." He started directing each name to one other with his free hand.
The addict stayed quiet not understanding Shilo's purpose their in the first place. Taking another pause before finally forcing Shilo to come forward with the push of his hand, "I think you'd like what she has in store for you." He said offering a crooked smile in return for a sale. Miss Audery took a more friendly look to Shilo before slowly running a hand from her neck down to he thighs, parted her lips anticipating her fix. "Well?" She sighed, attempting to show her more respect seeing ass how Graverobber had but the Underground's power into her hands.
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Post by Shilo Wallace on Jul 19, 2011 11:47:57 GMT -5
Shilo glanced back at the Grave Robber nervously as he pushed her forward, not so sure she wanted to get close to this woman who seemed to want her gone. As Grave Robber explained himself, Shilo suddenly looked back at the woman, who, oddly enough, was looking a bit more friendly now.
As Audery ran a hand down her own body, Shilo's eyes widened when she realized what she had to do. Can I really...of course I can do this, she thought to herself, biting her lip as she moved closer. I've seen him do it a hundred times. It just goes against her anatomy, and then...
"So, uh...where do you want it?" Shilo asked uncertainly.
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