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Post by feargarden on Nov 14, 2009 0:00:44 GMT -5
Ripp frowned over the drawing. His feet were propped up on his desk and facing the outside window. He was open for business but no one had come in. He briefly wondered why the hell not. Things got broken all the time then why is no one here? Hell, he fixed EVERYTHING. It wasn't like he was a chop shop...regularly.
"Ripp?" Brendon came from the back room looking rather pale.
"Yeah?"
"I'm having visions again." Brendon said meekly shifting from one to the other. Ripp sighed and ran a hand through his long ruffly hair.
"All right...c'mere." Ripp said beckoning his little brother over. He placed a hand on the young boys head. He was also good at moving around concertrated energy. "Better?"
"Yeah, thanks."
"Good, now go finish your homework." Ripp said with a small smile.
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Post by Arin on Nov 15, 2009 13:06:30 GMT -5
Arin swung the keys to his car on his finger, humming to himself as he walked around the outside of the building. He was nourshied, but tired and as soon as this was done he was going home to sleep. Carefully, checking all around him, he stepped into the shop. Arin's eyes met the younger man's and he smiled.
"Are you Ripp?" He asked. "I'm looking for someone who can fix my car..."
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Post by feargarden on Nov 16, 2009 2:08:18 GMT -5
Ripp's green eyes that were once full of knidness toward the little kid just leaving the room went into an apathetic state of stocism. That sounded good I'll have to use that later... Ripp thought as he got up from his desk with a bit of a stretch. There was a distinct noise of bones cracking. He'd been sitting fr a while.
"Yeah, I'm Ripp." He said placing his fedora back on his head. "What kinda damage we talkin'?" Ripp asked scratching the back of his neck.
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Post by Arin on Dec 29, 2009 19:30:28 GMT -5
(Sorry I was a doushe and took too long to respond)
"Bumper fell off, two broken taillights and a window smashed in. Stolen Radio." Arin rattled off, holding his keys tight, fingering them to help calm the anger that wanted to rise. "I had a customer become a little too aggravated at me." He gave a soft, friendly smile and shrugged. "If you can't repair it I understand." Arin looked back to the door and then to the man in front of him. "I just would like to keep it under the radar if you don't mind. Unhappy customers don't do well for my reputation."
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Post by feargarden on Jan 6, 2010 11:26:22 GMT -5
Ripp smirked and it a cigarette as the really attractive man spoke to him. He took a drag calculating the charges on the car. He counted and went to his meager computer.
"Well..." He said taking another drag. He looks like he could afford a bit of scalping..."Fifty for each tailight, one hundred for another bumper cuase those things don't look expensive but they are. Seventy for the window and hell I'll let you have the stereo half price cause you're cute." He said ending with a wink. "And your secret is safe with me I promise." He placed his index finger over his smirking lips.
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Post by Arin on Jan 6, 2010 11:40:55 GMT -5
Arin grinned at him, a bit of eagerness sparking throughout his body. "Really? I could say the same about you." He moved a little closer, his fingers dancing along the little table near him. "Sounds like a reasonable price." Arin grinned and fished out his wallet, counting out a wad of bills. "That should cover it." he said. "If everything works out, I'd like to become a regular." His eyes passed over Ripp, delightfully taking in his features. "You do more than fix cars, yes?"
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Post by feargarden on Jan 7, 2010 0:57:49 GMT -5
Ripp notived the man was interested. "Yeah more than cars." He replied. He took the money and counted it with the grin of a poker dealer as he took a drag from his cigarette. "You can be as regular as you want. Write your number on this paper here and I'm sure we'll come to some sort of business arrangement." He said smirking and sliding the small notebook over to him. "Fools like us make money make the world go round." He took another drag.
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Post by Arin on Jan 8, 2010 17:00:18 GMT -5
Arin reached down and scribbled his number on the paper. "If you need me, just give me a call." He said softly, then passed over his phone. "Can I have yours?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his tone. This guy had more to him than met the eye. That was good, Arin liked to get to know people and he liked a challenge.
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Post by feargarden on Jan 22, 2010 1:49:22 GMT -5
Ripp passed him his business card with a smirk. "Likewise." He said smoothly. He slid himself up on the desk. "So when'll you need your car by?" He asked. "I can work fast if you're looking to be somewhere in a hurry." He tucked a lock of hair behind his ear with a seductively innocent glance to the side. "But slow and steady's good too I like to be...thorough..."
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Post by Arin on Jan 23, 2010 20:58:15 GMT -5
The hunger inside Arin tried to rise, even though it had been sated earlier. Anything to feed. He grinned back, just as seductively. "Through is good." he grinned. "I can wait on it. Just give me a call and I'm sure I can catch a ride." He smirked slowly and took the card, his fingertips ghosting over Ripp's. "Hey, any chance you would be free to go somewhere in a few evenings?"
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Post by feargarden on Jan 24, 2010 2:46:26 GMT -5
Ripp didn't seem to want to let go of the card for a second. Judging by the smirk on his face, he was obviously still flirting with him. "I'm sure I can work something out." He let go of the card. "Anytime you're free. I'm a creature of the night ."
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Post by Arin on Jan 24, 2010 15:21:35 GMT -5
"I'll call then." Arin said and slowly pulled away. He held Ripp's eyes until he turned most of the way around and then headed out - hunger rising and mind filled with scenarios. Arin licked his lips and took to walking down the road, wondering what Ripp was feeding off of him. He was used to those reactions, but normally he didn't respond as well...
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Post by feargarden on Jan 24, 2010 23:58:52 GMT -5
Ripp was done with the car by nightfall. He was one of the few mages who could reassemble without using incantations or spells. He didn't want to be to aggressive to this Arin character. He had to be some Empathetic demon of some sort. Perhaps an incubus? Ripp was just a whore. It was all he was good for. He was a fix-it man and a good fuck. He really only had those uses. He wasn't good enough to be called a healer or a lover. He found it hard to care anymore. He dialed the number Arin had given to him.
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Post by Arin on Jan 27, 2010 18:25:28 GMT -5
"Hello?" Arin sounded somewhat breathless. He'd been having the worst dream, but it was now lost. Only an intense feeling of fear remained. He drew his hair back with the tips of his fingers and took a deep, sleepy breath. "Arin speaking."
Almost automatically Arin was up and hunting around his room for a pair of pants. He dropped them when he slept. He checked his alarm as he listened to the voice on the phone. He would have been up in another hour anyway. He tended to sleep during the day, life just worked easier that way. Besides he needed to keep up his energy reserves.
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