OOC: sorry bout this but this post hasbeen here for 3 days without response so im gonna call it a day and leave! Im pretty annoyed about it cuz it was a phat post!
Kit found himself frantically searching for an apartment to stay in for a few days just so he could relax. He came across a run down motel and decided to enquire. "Hello, I'm looking for a place to stay for a few nights and i was wondering if you had any vancancies?" Kit asked politly
"Yes, it just so happens we do" replied a chubby woman, with dirty blonde hair. She was chewing gum and twisting her fingers through her hair. As she lent over for the visitors book she removed her feet from the counter and took her dusty black knee high boots off the counter iswell. "Can you write your deatils in there for me sweet-hearrrt!" she said with an attitude then she turned around and grabbed a set of keys. ~What a bitch...but I suppose this is the best of i have had all day~ Kit didn't care for her tone of voice however he dimissed it. He held out his soft hands and she dropped the keys into it "Ohhh, you,ve got such lovely soft hands" she said in a slow voice. Kit clenched is hand tighly around the keys and politely thanked her. Once his back was turned he rolled his eyes ~Oh, boy!~. Kit unlocked the door and notice the undeniable brown coffee stain which covered the left wall ~Oh for Ffff....~ he cursed to himself. Feeling the strain of searching all day he fell on the bed and wondered of to sleep.
Roughly 2 hours had past and Kit was woken up by the loud argumentative voices from outside in the hallway. He quick woke up and listened in on the conversation. He could hear two mens voices shouting about something "You told me that I would get the lot for 16million!" the first man shouted
"No way you must be dreaming mate I said 20mill for sure!" replied the other. Kit came to the conclusion that there was a buyer and a dealer and they were obviously arguing about the price of certain things.
"I told you that I wanted five high explosive grenades, two smoke grenades, four thermite incendiary grenades, five flash grenades and four fragmentation grenades!" shouted the buyer
"Keep you voice, yeah, everyone on the street can hear you! (Now speaking calmly) Each grenade costs 1mill each, ok, then that makes it 20mill" the buyer informs the buyer. Kit can only just make out the words through the stained walls. He creeps over to the door carefully placing each foot in front of the other fairly quick to avoid the unmistakable and visicious squeak of the old floorboards. Kit places his ear against the door and hears the final words of the conversation
"Ohhh, well if they're 1 million each I guess thats right" reluctanly says the buyer
"Ok so its deal then!" and the dealer whispers something into the buyers ear but Kit can not hear it throught the door and there is a silence...~Arrrrrgggg, lost him~ the next thing he hears is footsteps leading past his door and the sharp slam of an apartment door.
Kit decides that in the area his is in there could be trouble and he was here to relax not fight so he left a tip and took off with a can of cola from the rooms mini-bar. He paced down the stairs and saw the woman painting her toenails with a candy pink colour he stopped, picked his moment and ran. As he passed the blonde haired lady Kit gentley threw the keys to the her behind reception and left very swiftly.
This post has been edited by Kit Hawke on Aug 28 2005, 03:48 AM