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[ARRIVAL] 3 against 1, bad odds (OTA)

Aug 02, 2009 16:15

As if being beat up by a bunch of pissed off bikers wasn’t enough, Silas just knew the minute his kid brother said he was talking to their dead dad, it was all going to go down hill. That’s not the sort of shit you want to be hearing with a fucking pounding headache in a brain that was already trying to process the knowledge that a whole biker gang ( Read more... )

[post] open, [place] the beach, [post] arrival

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because_irule August 2 2009, 09:37:54 UTC

"Sorry, mate, but it's not Hawaii. At least you can leave an hallucination, or Hawaii," Maxxie said from his spot next to the new arrival. He hadn't actually picked this particular patch of sand because he'd been expecting anyone to just pop out of thin air. He'd picked it because it was quiet, and it would allow him to enjoy a cheeky spliff.

Ever since being sick, Maxxie had been a good boy and avoided the drugs. However when he got up that morning he'd figured he'd given it enough time. A good hard shag with Brian, then he decided to take the day off and waste it away on the beach. Brian was at work, and Maxxie figured he wouldn't really be missed. The brunette was never short of shags at the club. Maxxie still wasn't sure if that was a good thing, or not.

He pulled the joint out from between his lips and offered it. "Want a hit?"

sellsweed August 2 2009, 09:47:57 UTC

Silas had to blink to try and focus on what was being held out to him. Now he was hallucinating blond guys offering him joints. Probably not a good idea if his mom had already dosed him with something. Or maybe it was Uncle Andy. Besides, he only really liked to smoke his shit these days. At least he knew where it was coming from. He put his hand up to swipe some of the blood trickling into his eye away. "Nah, I'm good," he answered and then squinted again, wondering if the guy was twins or he was seeing double. "Why isn't it Hawaii?"

because_irule August 3 2009, 07:04:28 UTC

Maxxie had taken a moment to realise the other guy was hurt, the weed slowing down his thought processes. "Shit, mate, are you alright? Do you want me to get you some help?"

sellsweed August 3 2009, 08:02:45 UTC

"No, I just... I'm cool," Silas tried again, but could taste the blood on his lip. "Uh, maybe a band-aid?"

He looked at the blood on his fingers, nose scrunching up a little. "Who are you, anyway, by the way? Did you service me at the supermarket last week or something, because my brain has to be drawing you from somewhere, otherwise I'm pretty sure you would be in a pink tutu and dancing the cha-cha by now."

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headofoncology August 2 2009, 15:11:10 UTC

Wilson had decided to come down to the beach on his lunch break for some fresh air. He was becoming accustomed to having the tropics at his fingertips and it always helped to keep a level head taking a proper break away from the Medical Centre. He was just getting ready to head back when he caught sight of the young lad stumble and fall messily onto the sand. It was only a moment later Wilson realise he had a wound to his head which had seeped blood down the side of his face.

He hurried over to him, crouching down in front of him. "Are you okay, son?" he asked, frowning in concern. "I'm a doctor, it's okay. Can I ask what happened?" The poor kid looked like he had been beaten up and the way he was cradling his arm alerted Wilson to a possible break, too.

sellsweed August 2 2009, 21:35:39 UTC

Silas coughed out a laugh if disbelief and looked at the guy. "Oh, now I'm hallucinating doctors. See, this is what the power of suggestion does. You actually look like a real doctor. My brain is pretty clever. That shit Mom gave me must be fucking awesome." He winced a little again as pain bolted through his arm. "I got beat up by some biker dudes. Dragged me right from my car."

headofoncology August 3 2009, 21:47:42 UTC

Wilson took his penlight from his shirt pocket and carefully tucked his fingers under the boy's chin to check his eyes. "You aren't hallucinating me or the beach, son. But with a head injury, I can't reassure you otherwise. We need to get you to the Medical Centre to see to that arm and clean that cut on your head, at the very least. Are you feeling okay? Dizziness, nausea?"

sellsweed August 3 2009, 22:02:43 UTC

"You what? Dude, I am hallucinating. I mean, sure, the hallucinations are usually more along the line of fucking Lara Croft in the Batcave, but you get my drift, yeah?" Silas hissed just a little when the doctor went on to check the head wound. "So, you're really a doctor? You smell like a doctor. I don't mean that in a bad way. I guess I'm dizzy, kinda nauseous. But I'll be fine. Just point me in the direction of a first aid kit. I got it."

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