Gonna get kicked out one of these days

by **Wayne Cole** » Tue Jul 30, 2013 3:30 pm

Wayne was walking down a back alley in Maldon, carrying a can of spray paint in his hands, headed down behind the bar.

Apparently, being under custody of Xaviers wasn't precisely going to change his behavior, as long as they let him off campus

((open))

by **Regan Rourke** » Tue Jul 30, 2013 6:54 pm

"Fancy seeing a girl like you in a place like this," Regan says from above, crouched on a fire escape in. She was wearing brand new clothes and the ground below her was littered in torn off tags, "Working on an art project, Ollie?"

by **Wayne Cole** » Tue Jul 30, 2013 8:16 pm

"And what the bloody 'el are you supposed to be?"

by **Regan Rourke** » Tue Jul 30, 2013 8:20 pm

"Your shoulder demon," Regan says, "There was going to be an angel, but with the economy being what it is there have been some cuts."

Regan hops off the fire escape and down to the ground. She lands in a crouch and her tail whipping around briefly as she straightens up.

"So, are you going to paint or just stand around staring at every girl you meet in the alleyway."

by **Wayne Cole** » Tue Jul 30, 2013 8:30 pm

"And what's it to you, mate?"

by **Regan Rourke** » Tue Jul 30, 2013 8:35 pm

"I like art," Regan says with a shrug, "But if you're just going to stand around with your can in your hand, I'll go find something interesting to do."

by **Wayne Cole** » Tue Jul 30, 2013 9:21 pm

"You a rat?"

by **Regan Rourke** » Tue Jul 30, 2013 9:32 pm

"No," Regan says, "I ate a rat once. It was pretty disgusting."

by **Wayne Cole** » Tue Jul 30, 2013 10:14 pm

"Your pulling me leg."

by **Regan Rourke** » Tue Jul 30, 2013 10:27 pm

"The worst part is the tail. It's mostly fat."

by **Wayne Cole** » Tue Jul 30, 2013 10:37 pm

"Fuck off, bitch. Go bother some other bloke."

by **Regan Rourke** » Tue Jul 30, 2013 10:42 pm

"Or you'll what? Sneer at me?" Regan asks, "If you're not going to paint anything, give me a can and I'll do it."

by **Wayne Cole** » Tue Jul 30, 2013 10:51 pm

"Like I'm dumb enough t' fall for that one."

by **Regan Rourke** » Tue Jul 30, 2013 10:56 pm

"Hey, you should spray paint Ms. Weaver's office phone number on the wall," Regan says, "That'd be hilarious."

by **Wayne Cole** » Tue Jul 30, 2013 11:42 pm

"Ms. who, now?"

by **Regan Rourke** » Tue Jul 30, 2013 11:45 pm

"One of the teachers, she looks like a furry's wet dream."

by **Wayne Cole** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 2:48 am

"You keepin' tags? You a furfag?"

by **Regan Rourke** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 2:56 am

"Call me a 'fag' anything again and I'll scratch your pretty little eyes out," Regan says, "We understand each other?"

by **Wayne Cole** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 3:26 am

"Come at me, bitch."

by **Regan Rourke** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 3:37 am

Regan shrugs. Then she swipes at him gently with one clawed hand. She didn't want to seriously hurt him, but he asked for it.

by **Wayne Cole** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 2:07 pm

Wayne hopped backwards.

"Fuck was that? Get down here and fight, if you're gonna fight."

by **Regan Rourke** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 2:21 pm

So, Regan jumped at Wayne, in an attempt to tackle him.

by **Wayne Cole** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 3:08 pm

Regan, however, would find that her attempt to grab Wayne resulted in her slipping right off -- zero friction will do that for you!

And then Wayne tried to kick her in the face.

by **Regan Rourke** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 3:20 pm

Wayne's kick hit her right in the jaw, causing her to cry out in pain. Having a body was a real bitch.

by **Wayne Cole** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 3:57 pm

"F yeah. Now what?" Wayne crowed.

"C'mon, you ain't so bad. Get your ass up. You steal all those clothes?"

by **Regan Rourke** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 3:59 pm

Regan got up, spitting at Wayne's feet, "What's it to you?"

by **Wayne Cole** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 4:16 pm

"Nothin, particularly. Just trying to figure your angle."

by **Regan Rourke** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 4:21 pm

Regan laughs, "You and everyone else."

"Here's my 'angle', chief," Regan says, "I do whatever I think is fun."

by **Wayne Cole** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 5:24 pm

"Gettin' kicked in the face is fun, then, izzit?"

by **Regan Rourke** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 5:43 pm

"No, but this will be," Regan says, grabbing a discarded fluorescent light bulb from the ground and swinging it at Wayne.

by **Wayne Cole** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 5:52 pm

Friction don't stop broken glass! The bulb cracked over his head.

"Fucking hell!" Wayne swore, staggering back. "You could have blinded me, you bitch!"

by **Regan Rourke** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 6:11 pm

Regan laughs, "Serves you right, you dumb little prick!"

"Should've been friendly when you had the chance."

by **Wayne Cole** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 6:21 pm

"Oh, I'll GIVE you friendly," he said, blindly lunging for her.

by **Regan Rourke** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 6:25 pm

Regan was about to do a cool sidestep where she would dodge him and then make a blistering witty remark!

But she got caught up in her own tail and tripped, falling backwards onto the ground.

Stupid demon body.

by **Wayne Cole** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 8:34 pm

"Oy? You alright there?"

by **Regan Rourke** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 8:40 pm

Regan winces, "Yeah, just fucking bruised my ass."

"Damn that hurts."

by **Wayne Cole** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 9:39 pm

"Did you just trip over your own fucking limb? What sort of poxy urchin are you supposed to be?"

by **Regan Rourke** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 9:46 pm

"Give me a break. I just grew this thing yesterday," Regan says, sounding annoyed, "I was a ghost before that. Not much need for grace and agility."

by **Wayne Cole** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 10:52 pm

"Pull the other one, it's got bells on."

by **Regan Rourke** » Wed Jul 31, 2013 11:00 pm

"That's a dumb fashion choice," Regan says.

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