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

[Keia]

Malcolm's Tenement Building
Fifth Ward
6:15pm

Man-o-man-o-man-o-man! thought Malcolm, his heart beating surprisingly near his throat. Malcolm looked at Rosa and put his finger to his lips, then held his hands out palms open to her, mouthing 'stay there.'

Standing to one side of the door frame, Malcolm pushed the bathroom door open to see what was inside - by using the bathroom mirror reflection.

 

[KitanaVorr]

T-Bull's Mom's House
Fifth Ward
6:30pm

Mike and Carlos pull up to the brick home , one rather well kept compared to the others. The lights flashed on inside while the two sat in the car. Everything seemed quite around there in the darkening streets. The orange glow of the sunset gave everything a warm glow, but they felt cold never-the-less.

OOC: MIKE, CARLOS

 

[KitanaVorr]

Malcolm's Tenement Building
Fifth Ward
6:15pm

Slowly the door squeaked open to reveal the mirror which didn't make him feel any better. The water spots on the mirror ha d a pinkish cast to them...the sink a rather pink ring about it. As he pushed the door open further, he realized no one was in the bathroom.

But there was a pile of dirty clothes in the bathtub that looked like they had been rinsed in pink bathwater.

OOC: MALCOLM

 

[Jemal]

T-Bull's Mom's House
Fifth Ward
6:30pm

Mike looks over at Carlos as they pull up, and shuts the care off. "Lets go in, see what's going on. I got a really bad feeling about this, man." He says as he opens his door and gets out.

 

[Velenne]

T-Bull's Mom's House
Fifth Ward
6:30pm

Carlos has ridden in uncharacteristic silence for most of the drive since he hung up with T-Bull. He's worried and it shows. Worried for Jess, worried for Amy, worried for everyone. They were into something big and in it way over their heads. Inwardly, his mind is racing to formulate something out of the pieces -a clue, a lead, even a hunch, anything. Hopefully this journal will yeild something more...

He nods, gets out, and walks with Mike up to the front door. Carlos tries the bell, since unlike most houses in this neighborhood, someone (likely T-Bull) has taken the time to make the place look nice and could fix something as simple as a broken doorbell.

The thought brings him back to 5th again. He's sweating under his snug, brown, leather coat and checking the ends of the street. Pull it together, Carlos...

 

[Keia]

Malcolm's Tenement Building
Fifth Ward
6:15pm

Malcolm stepped into the bathroom to try and identify the clothes in the bathroom. Looks like somebody either got some blood on them or Jeffrey's been hurt, Malcolm thought.

After checking the clothes he called to Rosa, stalling, "You want something to drink. I'm pretty sure there's still some soda in the fridge."

He then stepped toward Jeffrey's room and looked inside - again standing near the doorframe, peering inside. Come on, Jeffrey, be okay. . .

 

[KitanaVorr]

T-Bull's Mom's House
Fifth Ward
6:30pm

The doorbell rings and they could hear a woman's voice talking inside. Carlos immediately recognize the sound of T-Bull's mom moving around right before she opened the door.

Words to describe her? Ghetto fabulous...that's right...smart, beautiful, and always ready with a smart remark and push in the right direction for those who needed it. She gave them both a warm smile right before engulfing first Carlos and then Mike in her big soft smothering hug.

"Well! So glad you could make it! Carlos...look at you, scrawny as ever and hanging around this white boy?" T-Bull's momma pinched Mike's cheek between her index finger and thumb. "Well you about to have some of my cooking and fill you two scrawny boys up to a real good size."

OOC: MIKE, CARLOS

 

[KitanaVorr]

Malcolm's Tenement Building
Fifth Ward
6:15pm

"Ok I get soda," came Rosa's voice from the living room. He could hear her shuffling to the kitchen and then the sound of the fridge opening.

Malcolm stared at the clothing immediately recognizing them as Jeffery's. Whatever he had been doing, it looked like he had been interrupted because he hadn't quite had the chance to finish. That was further evidenced by the mess that was his room...even messier than when they had last left it. The bed looked trashed as if someone had become extremely angry.

The steam from the water though still lingered on the bathroom mirror and the open window blew in a hot breeze.

OOC: MALCOLM

 

[Keia]

Malcolm's Tenement Building
Fifth Ward
6:15pm

Malcolm glanced out the window to see if his brother had crawled out. It couldn't have been more than a couple of minutes, Malcolm thought looking at the mirror. Malcolm gave a cursory glance through his brother's room, looking to see if his brother was hiding within - a brief smile passing his face remembering more innocent days of hide and seek.

Malcolm peeked into his mothers and his own room looking for anyone there, then hustled back to the kitchen to visit with Rosa. Perhaps I should invite here to T-Bull's - I'm sure he'd want to know what's going on. But then if anyone saw her - she would be dead. I can't have that, Malcolm thought.

"So, my brother save us any soda in the frig?" Malcolm asked as he entered the kitchen.

 

[KitanaVorr]

Malcolm's Tenement Building
Fifth Ward
6:15pm

The window only revealed an empty alleway peppered with trash and the increasingly warm winter night. Ah, humid Houston weather. Malcolm checked the rest of the apartment but he found no one else there. His room as well as his mom's looked as if someone had gone through it, but didn't find whatever it was they were looking for.

When he returned to the kitchen, Rosa had already grabbed a can of his mom's Miller Lite and was busy guzzling it down as if she hadn't had a drink in a while. "Hey, your mom don't got any other beer?" she asked after a pause in her her gulping. "Cuz this stuff is weak, man."

OOC: MALCOLM