[d20 Modern] Gangs of Texas [PG-17] IC

[GWolf]

Ferris, still a bit shocked about the night before, gets up and goes to find his handgun. He figures he is out of his job now, gang memebers wanting to kill him, and not much to do.

He will leave his apartment And head to the fifth ward, stopping at Auto garages and such to get news on the lobos.

 

[Jemal]

Mike’s Home
Sweetwater, SugarLand

"Yeah, sure.. Uh, Look.. you think about that, k? Call me when you've got more news, I gotta go." He hangs up and places the phone down, drawing his new gun and heading for the door slowly to see what's going on here... That door was closed last night... wasn't it? He tried to remember but couldn't get the image of that shooter out of his head.

OOC: GameMistress

 

[KitanaVorr]

Mike’s Home
Sweetwater, SugarLand

Mike draws closer to the room, remembering that it was where his dad kept all his stuff for his various bizzare hobbies. Last time Mike was there the whole room was full of books on stamps, stamp books and pictures all over all about stamps. He hasn't been in there since he came back yet.

The smell reminded him of the stamp glue, but it had lessened. Pushing the door open slowly, he peered inside to see the room had been completely turned upside down. Everything was out of place, drawers open and paper scattered. They didn't only search through everything, they wrecked the room and everything his father adored in there.

Noticeably missing was all the jars, the cork boards, the books...everything that once held his fathers brand new entomology collection. And his father's address book. Whatever else he couldn't tell because it was such a mess and he never paid that much attention to his father's business.

OOC: MIKE

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[Velenne]

Carlos’ Townhouse
Rice University Area

"I would strong advise against opening the crisper. Whatever used to be in there is anything but crisp these days. In fact, " he continues, heading back into his room to the shower, "I think I heard it saying something about 'THERE IS NO AMY, ONLY ZUUL!....THIS PASTRAMI IS WIGGLING UP MY @$$!'"

Carlos keeps his shower quick and simple. He won't shave or groom any more than necessary. When he comes back into the main room he's wearing khakis and a small yellow t-shirt with a throwback 'Stros logo on the front.

"How is Mr. Mathews? Still out?"

 

[KitanaVorr]

Carlos’ Townhouse
Rice University Area

Humor, not one of Amy's strong points, didn't surface with Carlos joking. Though a very strong instinct to clean the whole place did. Somehow she smothered it and by the time Carlos came out of his shower, she had everything plated up. The bagels nicely toasted, some coffee ready, butter knife, cream cheese in a dish...the whole homey touch to a Starbucks breakfast.

"He was unconscious when I last left him," Amy responded, settling a napkin in her lap. "I haven't spoken to the son yet, but I'll going back to the emergency room after this."

OOC: CARLOS

 

[Krizzel]

Malcolm's Apartment
Fifth Ward
7:50am

T-Bull frowned and reached up to pinch the bridge of his nose. "I'll take the gun and drop it off for the police to melt. I'm gonna try to see Jess' brother today anyway. The money, though..." T-Bull went on with a sigh, crossing his arms. "I dunno, Malcolm. There's no way that belongs to your brother. I dunno who he took it from, but I'll tell you one thing - somebody's gonna be comin' for it, sooner or later."

The big man shook his head, placing one hand on his young friend's shoulder. "I think the best thing to do is leave it here for now. If we take it, it's only gonna make more trouble. Why don't you have your mom come stay at my place tonight? Then you and I can come over here and have a chat with Jeffrey, and get to the bottom of all this. I'll see if anybody knows anything while you're at school - keep your ears open too, huh?"

T-Bull will pick up the gun with some plastic bags, make sure it's not loaded, and then wrap it up in the bags to take with him. Then he'll take Malcolm to school, assuming Malcolm doesn't disagree or have a better idea about any of this.

 

[Keia]

Malcolm's Apartment
Fifth Ward
7:50am

"Well . . . crap . . . if we're gonna get rid of the gun, I should look through here more thoroughly for anything else," Malcolm explained. "I mean this was lying almost in the open and he was already packing a different TEC-9 last night. Who knows what he has hidden."

Malcolm with give the room a 5 minute search (shoe boxes, drawers, deeper under the bed) looking for anything else that may be a clue as to what his brother is into. Any contraband (guns, etc.) Malcolm will turn over to T-Bull to turn into the police.

If there's nothing else, Malcolm will catch a ride with T-Bull to the high school.

 

[Velenne]

Carlos’ Townhouse
Rice University Area

Carlos spreads a bit much of the cream cheese on his bagel and sets into it. The spartan breakfast is definately out of character for him, but he's thankful for it nonetheless. More importantly, he's thankful for some good company.

"Well you're in luck: my schedule for the day has recently cleared. I was thinking of doing a little winter cleaning, getting pizza and DVD's, or just going to see a movie. You know me, I can't be cooped up for too long. I'll probably end up making an appearance at work. I know some nurses that are great for sympathy."

He winks at the last and takes a swallow of coffee.

 

[KitanaVorr]

Malcolm's Apartment
Fifth Ward
7:55

Malcolm continues his search of the his brother's room, (I'll assume you're not going to ransack it?) trying not to make it look too obvious that he had done so despite the mess it already was in. All he managed to find was still strange. There was an entire box full of insect repellent in bright red cans labeled "Bug Away". One of them had obviusly been popped open and used extensively. It as weird...the bugs in Houston were pretty awful, especially of late in the Fifth Ward area, but to have a whole box full of insect repellent was odd for Jeffery or anyone else for that matter.

OOC: MALCOM, TBULL

 

[Krizzel]

Malcolm's Apartment
Fifth Ward
7:55

"Weird. Hopefully your brother just has a bug problem." T-Bull stepped towards the door. There was only one other thing he could think of to be using that much bug spray for, but he didn't really want to consider that. He could ask around about it later today, though - it was better to cover your bases. "Come on - let's get you to school before you're too late, huh? My breakfast is gettin' cold."