Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 8:29:56 PM)
(This user has entered Chris Apt.) (IP = 67.166.80.47)
Brianna Murphy (Oct 20, 2011 8:30:55 PM)
(This user has entered Chris Apt.) (IP = 65.190.18.13)
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 8:32:23 PM)
When Chris returned to his apartment, his home sweet home, there was something amiss. Things were not quite as he left it. There was unfinished food on the counter, empty beer cans strewn over the coffee table, and perhaps most notably, a human-sized lump stretched out over the length of the couch covered by a blanket. If he'd been robbed, the thief was either dead on the couch or taking a nap. Either way, not subtle.
Chris Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 8:34:51 PM)
*Alright, so Chris was walking with Brianna. Moving up through the run down building, taking the stairs as the elevator was permanently out of order. He was wearing his usual attire of faded jeans and ratty blue sweater. Sliding the key in the door he entered, carrying on his conversation with her* So, that's where I think we should....*he froze, staring at the body onthe couch*
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 8:36:29 PM)
And if that wasn't alarming enough? The lump beneath the blanket shifted. Dun dun duuuun!
Brianna Murphy (Oct 20, 2011 8:37:50 PM)
*Lil Miss Pink had a concerned but soft smile look on her face as she peered in the apartment. She wore a light blue long sleeved shirt and jeans with white sneakers. Her hair was up in a ponytail with curls escaping on the sides.* Yeah.. that's like.. hey, who's there?
Chris Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 8:42:25 PM)
*He shook his head, looking down at the shiftng mass under the blankets. Probably a hobo or junkie had gotten in and just crashing... he reached back to feel the handle of his gun at the small of his back and barked* Hey! Buddy. Time to go.
Brianna Murphy (Oct 20, 2011 8:44:26 PM)
*She pursed her lips but stayed behind Chris.*
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 8:46:19 PM)
The blanket was flung up and off in an instant, and up sat one wide-eyed, messy-haired young woman with a generally displeased expression on her face from having been so rudely woken up. The nerve, right?! With a furrowed brow, her eyes focused on Chris first along with a fleeting glance to Brianna. "Fuckin' hell. You scared the shit out of me, jerk."
Chris Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 8:47:52 PM)
*He took an instinctive step back when she burst to life. Then a wave of confusion breaking on him he blinked. Releaseing the gun his hand came forward. A bewildered tone* Amanda?
Brianna Murphy (Oct 20, 2011 8:48:24 PM)
*She peered between the two.* You know her?
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 8:50:14 PM)
She nodded. "Yeah, Chris. Figured you wouldn't mind if I crashed here for a lil' bit. I mean, you got plenty of space here. And your couch isn't terrible."
Chris Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 8:51:52 PM)
*He looked over to the thrall* This... *he looked back to Amanda, confusion reigning still. He was not a family man at the best of times* Is my little sister. *He glanced around his place, then again to Amanda* I live in a shithole, don't dress it up. What are you doing here? I mean, New Orleans.
Brianna Murphy (Oct 20, 2011 8:53:01 PM)
*She put a calming hand on Chris' back and smiled to Amanda.* Hi there. I'm Brianna.
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 8:54:53 PM)
"Shithole or not, I like this option better. I just moved here 'cause my agent took me with him. He said there's more opportunities here, so, I mean. Who am I to say no, right? He's the professional." Amanda flashed a smile to Brianna, "Hey. You the girlfriend?" She grinned wider with the question.
Chris Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 8:59:52 PM)
*he skipped the question and pursued his own line of questioning. For having not seen his sister in years, he didn't seem very enthusiastic* Your agent? Where were you before? *he paused* Last time we talked... well you know..
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:02:08 PM)
"I moved to Seattle like you did. I wanted to get into modeling, you know? Be rich and famous and make something of myself. I found an agent. Now, you gotta start small in this kind of business. So, he's sort of just a stepping stone. So he took me from Seattle to here. And... I shouldn't have judged you like that, Chris. I'm sorry. I fucked up. That stuff? It has a way of luring you in and keepin' you in the cycle."
Chris Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:07:02 PM)
*He nodded listening to her. Trying to sort the information quickly* Yeah... *She said something that triggered a protective reaction, but he didnt want to go into it now in front of Brianna* Alright... So then this agent of yours, just randomly brought you here? Weird, hey?
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:09:48 PM)
"Well, I mean. He's got some connections here and said that the modeling market was like, exploding or whatever. He said this is the place to be. I could stay with him in his place here, but he's kind of all up on my shit. I go to him when I need work and other things he helps me with."
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:10:53 PM)
"Y'know, you could at least pretend to be happy to see me. What you got goin' on here that's sooooo important that I'm disrupting?"
Brianna Murphy (Oct 20, 2011 9:12:24 PM)
*Bri slid some hair behind an ear as she listened to the two. She pushed Chris further in the apartment so they weren't just sitting out in the hall.*
Chris Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:13:59 PM)
*he took the cue from Brianna and entered the apartment fully. Well, it was really just a single room with a couch, one chair, a card table, a little old tv and a record player and a kitchenette. The only other room was a closet-like bathroom* Wha? Oh yeah... *he offered a smile* Sorry, just totally taken off guard. I just totally didn't expect to see you.
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:15:15 PM)
"Family has a way of sneakin' up on you. Though you should probably get new locks on your door. The one you got is just pitiful. Y'know how easy it was to break in?"
Chris Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:17:20 PM)
*he smirked and shook his head, moving to the window, peeking out between the blinds as he spoke* No point. Anyone really wants in, they'll just bust it. This way at least I still have a door.
Chris Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:19:18 PM)
*He glanced back to her, brow furrowed* Hey, when did you learn to pick a lock anyways? Shouldnt you be reading books or something?
Brianna Murphy (Oct 20, 2011 9:19:50 PM)
*She kept quiet and drifted in, closing the door behind her, leaning on it innocently enough.*
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:19:51 PM)
"Eh, I guess that's true. Made it pretty convenient for me, too. Hey, so you got like, liquor or... whatever else?"
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:20:04 PM)
"I uh. I uh, took a class. Y'know. For uh. Lockpicking."
Brianna Murphy (Oct 20, 2011 9:20:51 PM)
*She glanced over at Chris, an odd smirk on her face for a brief moment. Yep. There was a family tie right there.*
Chris Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:21:25 PM)
*he shook his head, turning to face her now, a classically disapproving older brother look* Oh fuck off, don't try to and lie to me. You can play a player. *A suspicious tone now* What have you been up to?
Chris Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:21:47 PM)
(*can't)
Chris Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:21:55 PM)
(That would make a lot more sense)
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:23:04 PM)
"-Nothin'-!" Overly defensive, of course. "You haven't heard of a lockpicking class? It's uhm. It's for criminal justice coursework. And it uhm. It shows how... like... criminals do it. And it came with a complimentary set of lockpicks. And... Just, like. Stop worrying about it. Nothin' to concern yourself with."
Brianna Murphy (Oct 20, 2011 9:24:46 PM)
You two are sooo related. *She murmered, looking between the two.* He's concerned about you, Amanda. If you're in trouble, we can totally help.
Chris Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:25:57 PM)
*he shook his head again* Give me a fuckin' break. Who were you hanging out with in Seattle? Steve Cooper? Jason Small? *he shook his head once more, this time a more disgusted look* You shouldn't hang out with those guys, they're scumbags, Amanda. *he looked over to Bri and nodded*
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:28:39 PM)
What was all that fidgeting about? Amanda was slowly but surely starting to squirm. It was probably the line of questioning making her nervous. "Those names sound familiar. Might have met'em at a party there at some point, but I stuck mostly with my agent." She sighed and peered back and forth between Chris and Brianna. "Nothin' you can help me with. Only one who can help me is me. But I'm going to. I'm going to set myself straight and get my life back together and be somethin'."
Chris Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:33:08 PM)
*The pieces fell quickly into place. The echoing memories of Chris inside his head immediately felt sick, guilt, anger, frustration with what he was hearing... could she have gone down the same road he did? Was it his fault? The demon on the otherhand suddenly smelled a wonderful, new opportunity. He turned away, torn, speaking as he moved towards the kitchenette* Well, good that you've decided to sort yourself out. Maybe it's best you ended up here.
Brianna Murphy (Oct 20, 2011 9:34:21 PM)
Well, it's nice to have friends around other than your agent, y'know? I'm always available to talk to. Trust me, I'm a great listener. *She said with utmost sincerity.*
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:36:48 PM)
"Friends other than my agent? Eh. He keeps me pretty busy most of the time. He says that friends just get in the way. I think that's probably part of why he decided to move from Seattle, y'know? So I wouldn't get distracted. But fuck'im. I'm going to make friends. Startin' with you, Brianna." She peered over at Chris as he headed into the kitchenette. "Yeah? You think so?"
Chris Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:39:11 PM)
*He stopped, looking down at the sink full of month old dirty dishes, the shards from the mirror still in the sink as well* This agent of yours sounds like kinda' a prick. *He opened the fridge, of course it was empty, oh except for some mustard*
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:40:02 PM)
"Yeeeah, he is a prick. But he's a useful prick who gets shit done and helps me with the things I need. I don't know what I'd do without him."
Brianna Murphy (Oct 20, 2011 9:43:51 PM)
Do you have a portfolio? *She asked, stepping around the room as it was her first time there.*
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:44:19 PM)
"N-no, but... I'm sure my agent does. He does all that shit. I just do what he tells me to do."
Chris Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:45:21 PM)
(sorry folks. Gotta run for a bit. RL attacks)
Brianna Murphy (Oct 20, 2011 9:45:31 PM)
(okeydoke)
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:45:32 PM)
( Aight! Thanks for Arpeez! )
Chris Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:45:51 PM)
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Brianna Murphy (Oct 20, 2011 9:46:56 PM)
*Chris totally went out to grab some food or something maybe.*
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:50:22 PM)
"How you know Chris?"
Brianna Murphy (Oct 20, 2011 9:51:37 PM)
We met at a cafe and became friends. He's a pretty cool guy.
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:53:55 PM)
"A cafe, huh? Chris is one trendy guy, I guess? What's he like in this city? You two seein' each other? Or just friends? What's he doin' for a living here?"
Brianna Murphy (Oct 20, 2011 9:58:43 PM)
He works on the roads. *She nodded out the window.* He's got a lot of neat ideas about life in general and helping people out.
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 9:58:52 PM)
( I need a break for a bit. I'm going to hit the OoC and probably time out while AFK. Haha. I'll see you later, yeah? )
Brianna Murphy (Oct 20, 2011 10:00:04 PM)
(sure)
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 10:00:12 PM)
( Fun playing! <3! )
Amanda Reimmer (Oct 20, 2011 10:00:15 PM)
(This user has moved to OOC Room) (IP = 67.166.80.47)
Brianna Murphy (Oct 20, 2011 10:00:18 PM)
(This user has moved to OOC Room) (IP = 65.190.18.13)