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I wanna ******* jump for joy, but I settle for a fist pump. Man I'm good. Okay. So not that good. I've been looking for this guy for a while now. Ever since I found out what he did to my guy. Seriously. That **** don't sit well with me. Ric probably thinks I've forgotten about. Hopes it more like. Too bad Ricky boy. This wasn't something I was gonna let go any time soon. Mostly for Ric's sake, but partially for the sake of any other poor victim of Dwayne's out there, because I know Ric wouldn't have been the only one. My guy might be a little fucked in the head, and that douchebag is most likely the main reason for that, but this isn't about fixing Ricky - cos he's damn near ******* perfect as he is - no, this is about justice. Okay. And revenge. Justice and revenge and closure. Ric doesn't need to talk to the guy. I won't make him as why or anything like that. Ric's not a talker. And we know why. Douchebag is a sick ****, that's why. So yeah. He's gonna get what's coming to him. Karma obviously needs a little helping hand.
"Ricky!"
I shout for him, getting up from the sofa where I've been playing around on the laptop for the last half hour. No. I'm not that quick. I've been tracking leads for ages now, but I finally found the guy. Actually. I'm kinda nervous about this part, as this is the part where I tell Ricky what I've been up to. Kinda gotta tell him, if I want him to get the douchebag.
And yeah. I know his name. But I hate saying it. He's not a real person. Not to me. I'd rather he didn't exist and maybe in a few days he won’t. It will be like he never was. Ric can make him disappear. And I'm gonna help. Not too sure how I'm gonna help, but I'm helping damn it, I found him, I want to be a part of his takedown.
"Ricky!"
I call him again, though barely a second has passed since I yelled the first time. I'm screaming his name like my damn life depends on it but he's only in the other room. I probably shouldn't have started the convo this way, but **** it, too late now.
****.
My legs are shaking. I'm like super charged with nervous energy. Ric's gonna either hug me or hate me. A knife though my heart is not entirely out of the question.
****!
What was I thinking? And I spoke to his mother. I'm going to have to admit that too. Of course I didn't tell her who I really was. I mean. Yeah. you don't ring a woman up, tell her her ex is a complete wanker who needs putting down and then ask for his surname. For one, the woman would want to know why he needs putting down and I don't think Ric's told anyone about what happened, besides me that is, and he didn't so much tell me as I kinda, sorta found out through dreams. Still. Point stands. Besides, had I had to explain I'd of wanted to call the woman a useless ***** for not protecting her son and well Ric, Ric loves his mum. So… yeah. I lied. I told her I was a collector and that I was looking for Dwayne. I did it in such a way that she supplied his surname for me.
Well.... Here goes nothing.
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"Forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty-fifty one, fifty-two." I stop and look at the piece of wood I've been sanding down for the last thirty minutes or so. Even though it looks great, it doesn't look perfect. The arc isn't angled enough. It was going to be a long night, this project of mine that I've taken on for no reason other than I thought it would be a good idea and I was bored. I've been bored lately. Not enough killing for my liking, but maybe that will change soon. I can be optimistic sometimes. Especially when it involves a good knife to someone's chest or skull.

I start sanding it again, counting from where I left off when Skylar calls my name. Her voice is loud and it sounds like she's frantic. What could she possibly be frantic over in our apartment? A spider? Or something watching her again? I don't move from my work, she knows where I'm at if she did need me that bad. I'm on round sixty when she's yelling for me again, yelling that stupid nickname. My mom should have thought of that possibility before naming me what she did. That some girl might try and make my name 'cute.'
Women.

"I'm in here." I tell her in a tone that's not any louder than my every day tone. I don't need to yell, she's a vampire. We have excellent hearing. Something, I think my wife forgets about. Skylar comes in right as I'm on stoke number seventy-seven and there's no way I'm stopping until I get to eighty. I don't acknowledge her until I complete three more strokes on the large piece of drift wood I found on the rive bank a couple weeks ago, before everything started freezing. I put the piece of wood aside at the bench and then remove the goggles and gloves I was wearing. "Yeah?" I ask as I scoot away from the crafting bench and place both hands on my thigh, staring at her with my goggles lost in my hair and gloves beside me. "Something wrong?" I look at her. Nothing seems to be wrong. If something was wrong, she would have said so in the first two seconds of seeing, mid-project or not. "What's up?" I say as I scoot the chair closer in her direction, my eyes ever so slightly looking to the arm sized piece of wood to my right as I wait to hear what's going on and what my wife needed. Please, not something to do with shopping or having to go out.
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He replies. I hear it. Of course I hear it. I've noticed lately that I can pick Ric's voice out in a crowd. Like I could be having a conversation with someone else across the room and still register word for word what my guy is saying. Weird little talent that is. I'm not sure if that' a relationship thing, or a vampire thing. Well the hearing across the room, that's a vampire thing, but the hearing him even while having a conversation, well that I'm not too sure about.
So yeah. Looks like I gotta go to him. I'd call him a controlling arsehole but honestly I'm too psyched to start worrying about who wears the pants in our relationship. Honestly, I'm best staying away from that thought all together cos behind closed doors it sure as hell ain't me.
I saunter into the room like a good little puppy, laptop in hand. I place it on my table and move closer to my guy. He can't get mad at me if I'm curled up on his lap. At least that's the plan. Kinda.
I walk over and straddle his legs before sitting on his knees. My arms naturally go around his neck and smile at him. He knows this smiles. It's my, 'I've been up to something and I'm about to come clean and I hope you aren't going to get mad at me' smile. And yes a smile can say that much.
"So..."
I start, the fingers of my right hand lightly stroking and tugging on the ends of his hair at the nape of his neck.
"I've been working on that thing we discussed a while back. And I kinda, maybe, sorta had to talk to someone that might make you mad at me. But I didn't say who I was. I lied."
I explain. Though he might be just as angry that I lied to his mum, as he would have been for me telling her the truth.
"And I got what I needed without explaining anything you wouldn't want people knowing. Since then I've been doing my hacking thing and well... long story short... I found Dwayne."
I'm expecting him to tense up at the name. I'm equally hoping he doesn't push me off of his lap. Whatever he does next I'm sure I can take it. Even if those creepy little shadow puppets of his come out to play.
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Skylar finds her way to my lap and starts touching me. Touching my neck. I wonder if she has something interesting to say, or just wants to get frisky. I hope it's the former because I have a lot of work I was planning on doing tonight.

I don't think she wants to get frisky. She wouldn't have that look in her eyes and would have just cut right to the chase. She would have eaten my face off by now instead of sitting here, stroking my neck. And then she starts with the word so, and I know something is up. Immediately my mindset goes to finding out what she did, how bad it is and how I'm going to fix this crazy catastrophe she got herself into.

A thing we discussed. We discuss a lot of things. I wait for Skylar to divulge on what this mysterious thing is that we talked about and she finally does talk about this thing. It's the thing we've talked a lot about. How to track the guy down. Where to start. I had to tell her the state and city I lived in when I was a kid, which was a new thing for me. Only Aliyah knew where, in the US I came from and that was only because I was trying to disprove that she was related to me.

There is nothing on my face that indicates I feel one way or another about Dwayne. I want him dead, if he isn't already dead. And apparently, he's not. I don't like that she lied to my mom to get that intel, but I guess she had no other choice when I think about it. "You sure it's the right guy?" I am in disbelief that he is still around. That someone else didn't do what I wanted to do to him. What Skylar wanted to do to him. Surely, someone had to suspect someone about their kid and that guy and shanked him or something one night. But apparently not. Apparently, this day was meant to happen. Correction, this night was supposed to happen. I, or we, were supposed to give him what Dwayne deserved in the end.

"Tell me everything." I wrap my arms around Skylar to make sure she stays on my lap as I gather the details. "Where does he live? Does he work?" I can't wait to see the look on his face when Skylar and I show up on his doorstep.
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I'm a sucker for this guy cos as when he puts his arms around me I smile and relax. He's not giving much away, emotionally, but that's just Ric. There's more than one reason we work so well together and this is one of them. He's my calm.
I know he's figured out who I spoke to. Who I lied to but he doesn't say anything so I assume I'm off the hook on that one. Besides, the ens justify the means. Right?
"Well, there's not all that much to tell. But to answer your questions he's not working, unless it's off the books. And he's currently in Massachuesettes, in some place called Auburn."
I wriggle on his lap, moving up his knees a little. If the damn chair weren't in the way I might try and wrap my legs around him, but it is, so I can't. Instead I settle for being in his space. That's plenty good enough for me. It's not something he really lets others do, so I know it means something for me to be able to sit here like this. My fingers continue to play with his hair. I love his hair, so I have to try not to distract myself.
"We may need to cancel or move a few things around work wise if we're gonna pay him a visit. One way it's like a five hour plane journey or like eighteen hours by car. So if we plan to stalk him and stuff, and do this properly then we probably need a few days. I know you dislike doing things on the fly."
Not only that but it would look wicked suspicious for us to show up and come back after like an hour there. If anyone could tie us to his disappearance that is. I say disappearance as I know Ric won't leave any evidence of foul play behind. If we do it right, we could even make it look like he moved on somewhere else. Which reminds me...
"He's moved around a fair bit over the years too, babe. Should make it easy for people to believe he packed up and left. If we want them to believe that. We'd just need to get rid of his stuff. I'm betting he doesn't have much anyways. oh, and he's divorced. So it looks like the guy managed to talk someone into marriage at some point. I wonder if she figured out who, or rather what he was and booted his sorry arse to the curb."
I stop myself before I can really put my foot in it and inadvertently call his mum a dumbass or something. I shouldn't judge - the women that is. People hide who they are. I mean look at me. I was married to a serial killer for the better part of a year and didn't know it. Why I'm still here is anyone's guess. I'd blame love but I'm no angel now myself either. Okay. So I only take out those that deserve it. Those that attack me first. Ric does it for fun. For the kicks. I'd be scared of that darkness if I wasn't completely fucked in the head and kinda turned on by it. My guy isn't just a bad boy, he's a really bad ******* boy. And best of all, he's mine and he wouldn't hurt me. Well, not seriously hurt. Like, not when we're not playing and being all kinky and ****. We play rough and that's just the way we like it.
My mind has wandered a little but I'm totally still in this. I need to know what Ric wants to do. When he wants to take off. I'm good to go pretty much anytime. There's nothing going on around me that I can't put off till another day.
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I'm listening to what my wife has to say about Dwayne and what she's found out. A location. A specific city. That's a great start. He's not working. Legally anyways. Even better for us. No one will notice he's missing until someone thinks to themselves after the snow has vanished and the weather warms up, 'what ever happened to that guy who lived by himself?' He's not married, but I'm surprised he ever got married. My mom was against getting married after her first one failed on astronomical proportions and I can't say I blame her. If this one fails with Skylar and I, I won't be doing this again. It's a lot more work than I thought it would be, when I suggested us getting married when I was drunk.

Anyways, she tells me how long it takes to get there by plane and then by driving. I've already decided by plane would be the best route, and then we'd stay in the states for a while and go to a few other places. Not because I want to stay away from Harper Rock any longer than we need to, to see this thing get done, but because it might look suss to go for two or three days and come right back. No one takes their wife on vacation for a couple days. So, a week it will be. We'll fly in, I pattern the guy for a couple nights and then we'll make our move on the fourth night, rent a car and drive to some other city and fly out from there. Saying we wanted to see all of Massachusetts and its finest. And we will. I'll get pictures of her at some places we stop at, get some brochures and everything else. It'll look real legit.

"We're getting a lot of use out of our passports recently." I say with a shrug as I think about how I'll move some things around. It's better to piss off a couple customers than a lot more once it warms up and hunting and fishing season starts. "Give me a couple nights to make arrangements. We'll be flying into the city closest to it, and doing some sight seeing afterwards. Make it look like a real vacation and stuff." I'll need to get a car sooner than later, now that I think about it and take a large wad of cash with me. Going to a sporting good store or pawn shop for a blade, some tarps and other odds and ends, in the same city and buying it with a credit card might look a bit suspicious. Even if we're going to make it look like Dwayne has moved, I'm not leaving anything to chance or risk.

"Maybe we could go to New Hampshire and stop by and see my mom. For a night or something." Not too long, I don't want my mom telling her any kinds of crazy mom stories or sharing how I started off on some dark path at the age of seven or so. Not that Skylar doesn't know who I am, I just imagine things going south when Skylar makes a slip up with that fat mouth of hers and starting some debate on who was to blame for me being like this or something crazy. My mom didn't make me like this. Circumstances made me like this and I don't know if she'll agree with me, but that's how it is in my mind.
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I smile when Ric tells me we're getting good use from our passports. We are. I don't mind. I'll go anywhere and do anything, especially if I have a fit companion by my side. Going away with Ric is no hardship and I don't really care that we can't go sunning it up on a beach somewhere, as I've always been more about the nightlife of a place anyways. If we're gonna make it look like a real vacation, we may as well make it one. I wonder what there is to do in Massachuesettes. I might be able to find somewhere that allows hunting, get us a permit or something. that would be cool. For Ric. There might be a gallery I might wanna visit or a concert I could drag him to. That could be cool. I know he won't wanna go drinking or anything but we could hit up a bar and hustle a few people at pool. Failing that, I'm gonna make him stay in sex me up.
"Just tell me when babe, I'll make it work on my end."
Ric suggests we go see his mum and I swear my jaw almost hits the floor.
"Really? You mean it? Oh god Ricky I'd love that."
I lean forward and hug him before leaning back again to look him in the eye. Like I'd ever say no to meeting his mum. I can't believe he even offered truth be told. I mean I don't think he's ashamed of me or anything but still, it wasn't something I was expecting.
"Momma Hawthorne."
I wriggle on his lap, the excitement as clear in my body language as it is in my eyes.
"I'm really excited now. Killing aside. Hell killing included."
I shrug my shoulders, my fingers resuming their light tugging of hair.
"This is gonna be our best trip ever. And our most productive. Do you think we should take something for your mum? One of your projects maybe? Or I could make her a necklace with matching earrings? What do you reckon?"
My mind is already racing with ideas. As much as I love Ric’s work, you kind have to be a bit warped to really appreciate it. That or his mother, which I guess she is, so she must be able to accept whatever Ric wants to give her with a smile, even if she thinks it’s hideous.
Then suddenly I’m nervous. What if she don’t like me? What if she thinks I’m a bad influence on her son? I didn’t give a crap what my parents thought of Ric but Ric ain’t me. Actually I wanted my parents not to like Ric – which they didn’t – so that worked out well for me. No more being forced to attend the family dinners. Which reminds me I should really invite Brett out for dinner. Catch up.
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I guess I'm a little surprised that my wife wants to meet my mom. Skylar's never hinted at wanting to meet her, though I've never offered. While she's excited for some rare opportunity, I see it as a perfect alibi. My mom was never good with dates, probably because she had so much on her plate with working multiple jobs. We'd leave the next day after doing away with Dwayne and stay there for a night. If cops ever asked when she saw us, she wouldn't know which day was which. Maybe Tuesday, or Wednesday. But she could verify seeing us sometime that week.

"Only for a night. Two tops." I'm not really sure how we'll explain seeing her just at night, but my wife is kind of good at pulling stories out of her butt. I mean it. Something happened and it's about ten times crazier than what I recall it happening as-not that she's lying. My wife just has a very over active imagination. She's on about one of my projects or making some jewelry and I think about it. I'm not shy about my work, but I don't think my mom has ever owned anything nice jewelry wise outside the engagement and wedding band my dick of a dad got her. "You should make her something. I doubt she has anything nice." I don't really know. I talk to my mom, and it seems life got a little better for her, but it's been a few months since we did anything other than play phone tag. I think she was seeing some guy named Patrick, Paul? something with a 'P' and was only working one job now. I guess she made a couple thousand dollars off some lottery ticket and decided to quit one of her jobs about nine or ten months ago. Plus, it probably helped that I sent her a couple hundred dollars every month, because I don't need or want anything. I just have my business to be able to do the things I like. Even better if someone wants to buy the stuff I make.

"Alright. Let's make some plans, real or fake for our trip and then leave in a week. No, make that eight days." I can't leave in seven days, that's not enough time and I think seven is a bad luck number anyways. I can't afford any bad luck while out of Harper Rock and neither can my wife. "I'll leave that up to you since you're the social butterfly." Yeah, eight does sound good. Much better.
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I like the idea of spending a couple of nights with his mum. That should be super fun. So long as the woman likes me. She should. I'm the likeable kind. Problem is I don't have a very good track record with people that are close to my guys. Ric's thing hates me, but well, that's her problem not mine. I can't help that she’s bat **** crazy. And Pi. Well same issue really. Not my fault Ellie chose to save my life and become my papa bear.
Hmm... okay. I'm seeing a pattern. So long as his mum isn't bat **** crazy I should be cool.
"I'm gonna make your momma something super pretty and elegant."
I'm not sure what Ric's mum's style is like but if I keep it simple I can't go wrong. Maybe I'll make her something with a musical charm on it. Or something animal themed for Ric. I dunno. I'll think about it.
"And I can def plan some stuff for us to do while we're away. I'll keep our plans Ric friendly, so no worries handsome."
I wriggle on his lap. He can probably tell what I'm thinking, as I'm pretty much always thinking it, but I lean in and kiss him in case he missed my thoughts. I know he was working and stuff before I interrupted him but it was big news. Important news. He had to know right away and now, well now I'm all excitable and stuff and I need an outlet for all that energy. If he's not gonna give it to me, I'm gonna have to go do something crazy. Not sure what that would be just yet, but I'm betting its noisy. So noisy I'll piss him off by accident. And if that happens I'm blaming him, cos it will be his fault.
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We plan for the next two weeks. Skylar makes all these sight seeing plans, probably more than what we can actually do in our time there-but it was better too have too much planned, than not enough. And we plan on what we're going to do with Dwayne. I'll be doing most the shadowing and trailing of the guy, but Skylar has her purposes too. She's going to verify that it is him before we even start carrying out our plans. No point in starting something we can't finish. It's not that I don't believe Skylar has exhausted every means possible gathering the intel she got, but sometimes intel ends in a place because people do things that are not predictable. It's rare, as people are generally creatures of habit, but if he got spooked for some reason or another, Dwayne could have skipped town a couple nights, or weeks ago and people might not have noticed that yet.

The plan is simple. We're going to drive over to his place and she's going to do the damsel in distress thing. I'll be near, hiding and watching. Not that I'm worried about her-she's not his type. Still, Skylar needs to know she'll be safe. She'll be pretending that she has a flat tire-which she actually will and ask the guy if he could help her after knocking on his door. She'll have a spare in the rental car, we've asked if they came with a spare in case and they do. For a small extra fee, obviously. Any idiot should be able to change a spare, so hopefully he does. If not, he can call someone and she can do the whole, 'thank you so much, I didn't catch your name,' act. And when he gives it to her, we'll know. And if he gives her some fake name he's made up, I'll know. He has certain mannerisms that won't be hard to notice. Either way, we'll find out if we've got our guy or not.

That's what consumes us for the next two weeks. Planning a fake, or not so fake holiday, and practicing her acting. Though, Skylar probably could be an actress, she's pretty over dramatic most nights, so she takes to this whole acting thing like a duck to water. My customers are aware that I'll be gone for eight days-for the few jobs I wasn't able to finish, offering them a twenty-five percent off discount for my lapse in judgement and with everything sorted, we're on our way back to my home turf. Back to the east coast of the U.S.
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