Re: The Battle Royale S2 [Round 2: Prospect Creek]
08-20-2010, 12:05 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by slipsicle.
Jeremy collapsed in the dust. He didn't listen to most of the Composer's introduction, too preoccupied was he with the fact that he had killed a man.
He pushed a hand through his hair, teeth clenched and eyes slightly wild. He had no way to cope...
Suddenly, he froze, struck by an idea. Still on he knees, he began scrabbling around in the dust, looking for something, before pausing once more and letting out a soft laugh. He sniffed, and wiped his nose on his sleeve. "Fucking... pies..." he muttered, and barked out another laugh, before looking around.
He was in a cellar of some sort, seperated from the rest of the group. He imagined they'd all been flung across the town. He stood up, and stumbled weakly over to the cellar door.
"All right, Jer, let's see what this town has to offer..." placing a hand on the door, he closed his eyes for a few moments, before opening it to...
Booze.
"Oh man I knew this place felt like a saloon! Fuckin' alcohol! If ever there were a way to deal with being a murderer, drowning myself in liquor has got to be the one!"
The young man walked behind the bar, set out a few glasses, and got to pouring.
By the time Geoff walked into the building he'd seen Sirius perched upon, Jeremy was thoroughly drunk.
Jeremy collapsed in the dust. He didn't listen to most of the Composer's introduction, too preoccupied was he with the fact that he had killed a man.
He pushed a hand through his hair, teeth clenched and eyes slightly wild. He had no way to cope...
Suddenly, he froze, struck by an idea. Still on he knees, he began scrabbling around in the dust, looking for something, before pausing once more and letting out a soft laugh. He sniffed, and wiped his nose on his sleeve. "Fucking... pies..." he muttered, and barked out another laugh, before looking around.
He was in a cellar of some sort, seperated from the rest of the group. He imagined they'd all been flung across the town. He stood up, and stumbled weakly over to the cellar door.
"All right, Jer, let's see what this town has to offer..." placing a hand on the door, he closed his eyes for a few moments, before opening it to...
Booze.
"Oh man I knew this place felt like a saloon! Fuckin' alcohol! If ever there were a way to deal with being a murderer, drowning myself in liquor has got to be the one!"
The young man walked behind the bar, set out a few glasses, and got to pouring.
By the time Geoff walked into the building he'd seen Sirius perched upon, Jeremy was thoroughly drunk.