Fuck You House

[Misfit Banshee]

" I cant handle getting glossed over not at a time like this anyways. " Banshee said shaking her head at the fact that there was no food around and as she tried to say her thank yous to the other she couldn't but grimace as her stomach made noises.

[smackagony]

"Time like what?" He was grinding his teeth, "It's calmer than it's been for weeks".

[Misfit Banshee]

" It has?" Banshee asked not really believing that the place had been quiet after all she had just escaped Battery City after what her parents and others were trying to do to her.

[smackagony]

"Not too many pump-offs." He could tell that she was new, and wondered how she would react once things got intense, "and I don't think too many motorbabies got ghosted this week. less than usual."

He paused for a second, fighting off tremors; it would be rude to tie off in the middle of a crowded bar, and he decided it would be smarter to save his stash for alter.

"Mind if I ask what you're running from?"

[Misfit Banshee]

" Oh ...parents ....ex best friends, Dracs.... you know the usual." Banshee had a lump caught in her throat as her voice trembled. She was kinda glad to hear that the Dracs never came around the area " So you say that Drac never come around this area. Thats a reliefe."

[Ammunition Doll]

Ammunition Doll glanced around one last time before raising the gas mask enough so that she could pop the slams and sip the acerbic water through a straw. She was now blind thanks to this, but sometimes she'd prefer not to see. Once she had the drink down, she put down her tender and stood. Time to get smoke-like. She replaced the mask, adjusting the glasses underneath that obscured her eyes. She turned to leave when she was suddenly faced with an obstacle. The young man she had spotted earlier was apparently in the mood to dance.
She listened to the static for a moment before catching the beat, which she moved to. This almost reminded her of the clubs back home in Battery City. Only she never danced with boys back home. And the music was much duller thanks to BLI. But she could let go for this evening and enjoy. After all, she had slammed. She wouldn't be sick tonight--with the condition or withdrawals.

[Bulletproof Venom]

Venom slipped into the club. No one noticed him. Then again, who would. He sat down to the bar.
"What'll you 'ave?" the barman asked him
"everything"
"What, you mean like a shot of everything?"
He leaped from his seat, and hoisted the barman high. Suddenly everything fell silent.
"A... A... water." he said calmly, lowering the barman back down. The room started up again.
"o..only w.water we got 'round here is pretty acidic"
"I don't care. Get me the water"
Venom walked over to the corner of the room, and sat down on a small stool, looking. Thinking. He caught the eye of a few people, no doubt a little curious as to what all that was about. The truth was, he didn't know himself.

[smackagony]

Smack noticed venom come in, and was immediately uneasy. He was usually pretty non-confrontational when confrontation wasn't the only rout, and didn't understand how somebody with such a hair-trigger temper could have kept hidden.

He turned back around to the girl.
"Yeah. When they do come, it's a bloody mess. Everybody either scatters or stays and fights."

[Misfit Banshee]

Banshee's gaze went to the man that was making a slight scene. Shaking her head she looked back over towards Smack. " I know.. I should be going soon. It was nice meeting you Smack." She said as she patted him on the shoulder a bit.

[smackagony]

"Nice meeting you too." his voice was slurred. He put his head down on the counter; there hadn't been any action in a long time, and he was grateful for that. The other killjoys acted as if they hunted dracs just for the pleasure of it, or for some revenge-fuled power.

He hated it, every second of it.

[Red Echo]

Grinning from ear to ear, Red Echo grabbed the girl's hands and swung her around in a circle, laughing like a little child. He felt so glossed; higher than the sky. The music throttled him, the screeching guitar tearing up his veins. As the song came to a finish, he toppled over, dramatically falling to the floor just as the cymbals smashed through the final note.

"Fuck," he said happily as he clambered back to his feet. "Fun shit, this stuff," he commented lightly, smiling at the girl in the gas mask.

[Ammunition Doll]

Ammunition doll allowed her initial alarm to fade. She relaxed a bit as they danced. Suddenly the alarm was back as he collapsed. Once he was back on his feet--and seemed relatively okay--she nodded at his statement. It was fun. It was more fun than Battery City's music, that was for damned sure.
She gave a little wave and turned to exit. She had to get moving before the shakes set in.

[Red Echo]

Red Echo blinked, glancing back at her friend and the girl he was with. He seemed busy, and he didn't want to interrupt. "Wait!" he called, following after her. "Going so soon?"

[Ammunition Doll]

Ammunition Doll turned back and nodded, giving a short salute.
"I'll return!" She called through the gas mask, trying to make her voice loud enough. She was then out the door and on her way.

[Red Echo]

Red Echo's face fell as he watched his new friend -at least he considered her a friend- walk out of the Fuck You House. Staying still for those few moments had already started to sober him up, so he wandered towards the bar, looking for someone new to latch onto.