Miami was bathed in the soft light of morning. Cars started their daily commune to work, people started to go to the beach, and others were just starting their day. Jason Hunt woke up to the sun in his face. He gave a small smile as he got up, stretching before stumbling out of bed. His apartment was on the top floor of a tall apartment complex. It was a very large suite, with three floors and the top with a pool. each of his many friends here had their own rooms, and had the choice to style it anything they want, the halls and living room were how they naturally were. Jason chose to have a beach house type feel. Jason walked out onto his balcony, feeling the cool breeze hit his flesh. He inhaled the scent of the beach, grinning. It was early, he was usually the first to get up. Although the apartment was his and his friends', most of them agreed that this place belonged to Jason... and to be honest, Jason had some truly sketchy people living with him. Some friends, others friends of friends who he started to get to know rather well. He tried to make it a priority to talk to all of them.
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Minutes later Jason walked down the stairs into the large living room that was connected to the kitchen. It had white walls with pictures of the people who lived here, and some creative artwork. It was fancy, and nice. Jason liked it. He wore a black suit with a matching tie, his hair neatly done. He opened the fridge to grab some orange juice, putting some toast in the toaster and taking out some frozen waffles to prepare after the toast. Once his little breakfast was ready he went into the living room and turned on the TV, putting the news on. Because of his job he liked to know what went on in the world.
Fenn decided this morning to make a quick detour from her usual route in the morning (coffee, muffin Hunt household), she decided her new bonus shall be used in other ways(by that she means nit buying her twenty million pairs of shoes). She instead of barging into the Hunt household she leaned her hip on the doorbell. Her hands were occupied with the largest box of Krespe Kreme assorted donuts she had ever seen. And her coffee of course.
"Oi! Someone open up!" She yelled, waiting for someone.
"Well I was on my way to a gay, gypsy, bar mitzvah for the disabled when suddenly I thought 'gosh the Third Reich's a bit rubbish, I think I'll kill the Furher' Who's with me?"
~Melody Pond AKA River Song
"Hmmmm, I should really get more ice cream....The sun is up....I don't like the sun, it makes me sweat....or blinds me. I guess someone should be up.....I can tell them I reached my fourty-eight hour goal" Callum smiled to himself as he closed his laptop.
He looked at himself, "Dirty clothes....Sideways and all.....Perfect" He chuckled as he walked down the stairs.
He saw Jason, "Hello Jason!" He smiled as he sneaked a tub of ice-cream into his hands..."Lovely morning....of ehh, Wait...what day is it again, As you see..I've got to my fourty-eight hour mark. Through my advetures, I've seen some weird things" He laughed.
He opened the door, "Hello fenn" He grinned as he quickly took her coffee and drank it. "Thanks" He said back turned as he put it in the bin. Silently chuckling to himself
I think and learn
"Someone left the cake outside in the RAAAAIN! I don't think I can TAKE IT. Cause it took so long to BAKE IT. And I'll never have that recipe AGAIN. OOOOOHHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Callum!" Fenn pouted. That was her coffee! She sighed and went over to the kitchen, putting the donuts down and preparing to make a pot of coffee. She needed coffee if she was going to get through the day.
Last edited by Kaalee; 03-17-2013 at 07:19 AM.
"Well I was on my way to a gay, gypsy, bar mitzvah for the disabled when suddenly I thought 'gosh the Third Reich's a bit rubbish, I think I'll kill the Furher' Who's with me?"
~Melody Pond AKA River Song
Elaina was tired - it was obvious she hadn't slept, the rings under her eyes expressed that much; however, her spirits were high - and one could imagine so when she had just received her share of $50 000. The previous nights job had been a success and it went off without a hitch. A small smile played on her lips as she exited her room, still in jeans and a singlet from the previous night, and plonked herself down next to Jason.
'Morning,' she chirped brightly before looking back at the TV - her brow furrowed at the sight, in fake disapproval,
'Payday have been at it again,' she murmured, looking at the scene of the crime, which had, of course, been left untouched - a scene she was present at only hours ago. Some of the time she felt remorse for her actions, but then she remembers who she's taking from and what she's doing it for and it dwindles away into the back of her mind; they hadn't killed anyone... Yet. But at the rate of some of the members, that was soon going. to change.
'Morning guys,' she called to the two, still engrossed in the story which was being relayed to her by the TV.
'If you see these criminals, please keep your distance and alert the authorities - they are considered armed and dangerous,' the reporter spoke as a ppicture of herself and another male came up on the screen; they were wearing ball masks and were unidentifiable; however, it caused her to frown - they had been careless
'Pft,' she almost spat, 'Armed and dangerous my ass; it's not like they've killer anyone,' she seethed, almost sounding offended at the reporters words.
It's only forever,
Not long at all.
Barry let out a huge yawn as he sat up and stretched. He looked at his clock running the sleep out of his eyes. He yawned again and rolled out of bed with a thump. He got up from the floor and stretched again. He pulled on shirt and headed down stairs in his pajamas. As he descended the stairs to the main room he heard voices that proved other people were up. Mostly likely Jason, elaina, and it seems like Fenn had come over. As he got downstairs he smelled the sweet smell of Krispy cremes.
He walked over to the table and picked one up. He sat down and chewed absentmindedly. He had to go to work in a half hour. That sucked but anything to pay his fair share.
Nightwing: Way to get your feet wet!
"It's just a line...so we don't have any citizens trying to take them down by themselves." Fenn said, shrugging.
"Monroe and Cortez are at their wits end with that group...their about to put a bounty on the groups head they're that stuck. I'd watch out if I were Payday...bounty hunters are a hell of a lot more ruthless then cops." Fenn told her.
"Wanna donut?" She asked her.
"Hey Barry." She nodded her head in acknowledgement.
"Well I was on my way to a gay, gypsy, bar mitzvah for the disabled when suddenly I thought 'gosh the Third Reich's a bit rubbish, I think I'll kill the Furher' Who's with me?"
~Melody Pond AKA River Song
Drake woke up in the hospital. Drake looked around the white bland room and looked at the T.V, which was, strangely, on a news network.
"Agent Drake Hunt has been wounded while trying to stop a bank robbery," A newscaster started to say. "While details are sparse, it is said that he was shot and was quickly transported to the hospital, while the bank robbery is now stopped, we, here at the Network, would like to wish Drake Hunt good luck on his recovery, now on other news ..." Drake turned off the T.V. and tried to get off his bed, however, when Drake stood up, he found a large amount of pain in one knee. Drake quickly sat down on the bed and laid down.
"What the hell?" Drake mumbled. "I've been doing this for three years ... how the hell did I get wounded?"
Jinx woke up and groaned, blinking blearily at the world through sleep blurred eyes. His tongue was a horrible thick carpet laying in his mouth and his limbs shrieked in protest as he moved them in that awkward way that waking from a deep restless sleep forced.
Grimacing he tried and failed to remember arriving back at his apartment, to his bed. He glanced over to his clock radio and winced, 9 a.m. glowed sinisterly from it. He stared at it, at the nauseating turquoise numbers, until he finally noticed his lighter resting on top of the nightstand. Jinx reached over to retrieve them with the clumsiness of someone that had only just arrived back into the waking world before proceeding to try and locate the half-empty pack of cigarettes he had.
After a couple of minutes, Jinx finally managed to regain enough of his senses to light the cigarette hanging from his lips. Long practice lets him haul himself out of bed, still in his boxers and all, a blanket wrapped around his shoulders, cloth slithering against the floor as he hurries towards the door to his room. He needed coffee. Badly.
Not risking a glance in the mirror, he already knew his hair was a mess, Jinx yanked the door open and trudged sleepily to the kitchen. The brunette yawned, mumbling a noncommittal "good morning" to anyone he passed by while he made a beeline for the coffee machine.
"Wait until they put some money...into something....any thing that isn't in cash and I have it simple as that" Callum whispered to himself as he turned around, "So....Everyone doing good?" He asked as he took whatever fenn was talking about, he didn't listen much
" Put something with Ice-cream, you be surprised...they go great together!" He laughed
I think and learn
"Someone left the cake outside in the RAAAAIN! I don't think I can TAKE IT. Cause it took so long to BAKE IT. And I'll never have that recipe AGAIN. OOOOOHHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
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