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

[garyh]

Phyllis Wheatley High School
Fifth Ward
11:30am

"You got it, Malcolm." With that, Lamar sauntered over within earshot of the Claws, attempting to look as casual as possible. I know all about brothers getting in with the wrong crowd, he thought to himself.

 

[KitanaVorr]

Phillis Wheatley High School
Fifth Ward

Malcolm noticed that a couple of the locos were looking at him, and one of them did look familiar. The short one on the right with the funny scraggy chin hair that was desparately trying to be a manly sort of goatee. He was the third guy outside Mayes home yesterday.

As Lamar approached the Claws, a few turned to look at him and then grinned. "Hey! It's Watson," one of the called out, obviously a big basketball fan. "Hey man, I caught your last game. You da man, you da man!" Lamar faintly remembered his name as being Benny, the rather super skinny overly macho gang-banger wannabe that sometimes attended chemistry class.

OOC: MALCOLM, LAMAR

 

[garyh]

Phillis Wheatley High School
Fifth Ward

"Hey, um, Benny," Lamar replied, annoyed he'd been spotted. Stardom certainly came at a price. "Thanks for the compliment. What are you guys up to?"

 

[KitanaVorr]

University of Texas Medical School--Houston, Virology Lab
Texas Medical Center

Originally posted by Velenne "That is odd. You think it's a new strain? Most of the cases of meningitis and encephalitis were in the sick or the elderly. It's just not strong enough to kill a healthy person. Does that pattern hold true with these latest deaths?"

"That's the disturbing part," Amy told him with a frown. "The whole demographics of this virus has taken on a completely different turn. I've had a healthy 20 year old male dead within a few days after the initial onset of infection. Its just plain frightening."

Shashi brought up a slide for him to view. "This is what we isolated from the patients with the virus."

OOC: CARLOS

 

[KitanaVorr]

Phillis Wheatley High School, Bloody Claws
Fifth Ward

"Hey,Watson," Benny swung his hand up, trying to give the much taller basketball player a flimsy hi-5. "Welcome to the Claw crib, man." He threw his arms out wide at their commanding territory consisting of the wide benches. "We just hanging out, man. You wanna join?"

Jeffery glanced at Lamar and then gave a little surprise start, recognizing him as his older brother's friend. He glanced around and noticed Malcolm. If possible, the boy was looking even more nervous than before.

OOC: LAMAR

 

[Keia]

Phillis Wheatley High School
Fifth Ward


Great, just great. Well, that didn't quite go as planned. I better pull Lamar out of there. But, I've the the Lobos eyeing me, and I don't want them thinking that just 'cause their staring does me I run to the panthers. Screw it, what do I care what they think. Malcolm thought. I can go get Lamar, and say hi to Jeffrey, too.

Malcolm started casually walking toward the Bloody Claws area, then slowed, giving Lamar time to pull something out.

 

[Timothy]

Mayes Tenement
Inside

Misty continues crying for a bit more, part because she feels like it, part because she knows old man mayes can't handle it and will come to sooth her. (Wheter he comes or not, this is what I will say to him, if he doesn't come I'll walk to his door, try to open it or speak at the closed door

*Sniff* "Maybe you're right, but I can't handle anything, please don't be mad, tell me what it IS like, I'll listen, try to learn." *Sniff*

OOC: Jemal what exactly do you want, misty isn't a real gangster...

 

[Velenne]

University of Texas Medical School - Houston Virology Lab
Houston Medical Center

"Madre de Dios...is it this bad with everyone? All of the new cases? Have we localized the victims to a specific area? Maybe it's just the mesquitos near a certain breeding ground. What else have you got?"

 

[KitanaVorr]

Mike’s Home
Sweetwater, SugarLand

Mike calls the police and because this is Sugar Land and its a gated community of celebrities, they are there in less than five minutes. The white Sugar Land police cruisers, all two of them, pull up to the house. The cops get out and enter, combing through and turning it into a possible crime scene.

One of the cops, a Sergeant named Brown, steps over to Mike. "Mr. Matthews, do you know what was taken, what they were looking for? Why they would enter a house filled with thousands of dollars worth of material an don't go in this room of...uh...hobbies? Did your father have any enemies?"

OOC: MIKE

 

[KitanaVorr]

Mayes Tenement Building, Mayes Apartment
Fifth Ward

The door opens and Mayes exits, looking worn and defeated. "Misty...I have to sell the place. I can't afford Lindsey's medical bills without doing that. They offered me a deal...who else would buy this old building anyway?"

He sticks his hand into his pockets, pulling out some wrinkled bills. "Here...there's not much food left in the fridge. You go buy some and bring some home for the my baby when she gets home from school. I ain't having you hitting the streets, at least now while I can still give you some shelter, girl."

OOC: MISTY