Thread: Making a Call (Attn: JTM)

JTM looks confused.

Something for nothing? Doesn’t she know how this damn city works? Ah well…her loss.

“Kicking Sabbat ass!! Rock on!!! Now you’re talking my language. Yeah, Corin. I got one. Anyway you can I D them? Just look at em and go Ah ha!!! There’s a Sabbat. You know shit like that. Make my job a whole lot fucking easier you know. Weed out the sneaky bastards. Call it Sabbat sight…something like that. Other than that one question needing an answer, I got nothing else to ask.”

He takes his final swig of his beer waiting.

She smiles

"Yeah, that's what I do. That's one of the things you'll be learning from Horacio."

She looks at his beer.

"Oh shit...I nearly forgot...."

She pulls out her cell phone and sends out a text. A few moments later there is a knock on the door.

Who the fuck is Horacio?

He watches her get on her cell, sitting his empty beer on his coffee table. Just as he raises his up from releasing it there. The knock gets him on edge. He looks at Barbie.

“Were we expecting anybody?” He nods. “That’s what I thought.”

He looks at Corin putting his finger up to her.

“Hold that thought.”

Who could it be? Girl scouts don’t come out at this time of night. So I wanted thin mints for Barbie. Can’t help it if they dropped em. Finders. Keepers I say.

He moves to the door pulling out his bat as he unlocks the door and deadbolt ready to strike who’s on the other side. He hopes he doesn’t startle his new Jason roomie off again if it’s him. He knows how slow Jason is. He might have left his keys up in his room. He swings the door open popping his body in the doorway, bat in hand.

A young blonde woman stands there, she looks confused at the bat.

"JTM?"

JTM sizes up the woman, definitely not a girl scout.

Dammit Laz. Stop giving out my number and address you asshole.

“Sup. Who the fuck are you? What are you doing here? “

He smacks the bat in his hand.

Corin looks out the door.

"It's okay JTM. This is Jeanette, my ghoul. I asked her to bring something. Jeanette, meet JTM."

Jeanette bows to JTM, then will step to the side. There is a large blue cooler on the path to his door.

"A little gift."

JTM looks at Jeanette, then the cooler. He steps aside putting his bat away.

Godammit another new name and face in this city. Shit!!!!

“Sup. Jeanette. Nice to meet ya. Thanks. Let me take that from ya “

He beer-laden kisses her on her hand, then snatches the cooler from her showing Barbie it then turning back to her.

“Pull up a seat. Barbie this Jeanette. Jeanette this is Barbie. Hey, you want a beer?”

Hope Barbie doesn’t get jealous of her either.

He walks towards the fridge, opening it and sticking the cooler in there. He grabs another cold one waiting for her answer.

Jeanette blushes when you kiss her hand.

"No beer thank you. I only came to make sure you received that."

She turns to Corin.

"I need to return to the mansion."

She turns back to JTM

"It was nice meeting you. If you don't mind, I have some work to finish."

He comes back to see Jeanette leave.

“Nice meeting you Jeanette. Stay safe out there.”

Kick ass!!! Beer Delivery!!! Rock on!!!

He goes and locks the door. He turns around very confused at Corin.

“What the fuck? You two have got a mansion?”

He shakes his head trying to get bad imagery out of his head now.

I don’t want to even know what she does behind closed doors in the place. Now wait a minute. Jeanette was the butler, maid, or mistress? What the fuck is up with that?

He stops shaking his head looking over at Corin.

“Now that was weird. Do me a favor next time k. Give me a heads up someone’s coming over. Don’t want my neighbors calling the po-po on me. But ummm….I don’t have any other questions for ya. You might want to catch up with Jeanette and catch a ride (shakes his head) with her before she gets too far away?”

He stands there ready to unlock the door for her.