Thread: Apartment Hunting (Attn: ST, JTM, Any)

Mr. Fishburn, taking a leisurely stroll through the Pit, spies Marzanna knocking on JTM's door. He walks up to her, smiling. "Marzanna, what a pleasure." He notes the items in her arms. "Are you having a party tonight?" He isn't poking fun in a demeaning way, though Marzanna does feel a little creepy around him.

JTM hears a familiar van. He has an familiar open case with a sniper rifle built together. He picks ups a bullet looking at it for several seconds, blowing on it, sliding it in and locking the bolt. He sets the shoulder pad and makes sure the balance of the gun is secure for the bipod and folding stock.(had gun part brain freeze so look at the pic) He adjusts the scope to get a good view of his new special door down to the 3 dead bolts.

Perfect. It’s solid and in focus. Gotta be ready to kill that fucker Malcolm.

He walks over to the 3 deadbolts unlocking them. He then sits there waiting for a special guest or guests to show up.

“She’s here Barbie. Hopefully I can see her this time. She keeps sneaking up on me. I gotta fix that. I know I'm expecting more company tonight. The orders came in finally.”

The knock happens as he gets behind the sniper rifle ready to take aim and fire gripping the gun tightly.

“Come in MD. Door’s open!!!" (quietly speaking) Shhh…Barbie No I’m not gonna shoot her. Are you fucking crazy? Now be very quiet. I wanna see the look on her face.” (quiet chuckles)

He gets all giddy waiting on MD to enter. His cell starts danceing on the table. (rest can be heard from outside his door)

“Who the fuck is this now!!!”

He grabs the cell looking at the number. He sits on the coffee table next to the sniper rifle not paying attention that its facing him now

“Oh shit!!! Hello. Yes this is him. M O G U L yep, that’s me. I just fucking told you that!!! Say what? No no no you are going the wrong way. You’re heading down the…Yes. I can hear the bullets. Stop screaming and pay attention!!! My address is (gives it) street not ave. Very big mistake. You’re in gang turf."

(rolls his eyes when MD comes in finger already up to her when he finds her)

"Wheel that bad boy around and get here will ya. Avoid the bullets and those nasty potholes. And don’t flip off the gangers whatever you do. 30 mins ya say? Yeah that’s fine. But if you’re 1 minute late it’s FREE you hear me. Oh yeah. Park it in the drive next to other white van k. Cool. Uh huh Uh huh yeah I hear ya. Suuure, gas station pit stop’s fine. Get a drink and some napkins if you soiled yourself. (chuckling) Hey, pick me up a case of beer, will ya? I’m good for it. Ok ok stop screaming and panicking and get you ass here!!! Don’t wreck your vehicle and drive!!! Just get here pronto!!!”

He hangs up the phone setting the cell back on the table.

“Scheesh!!! Fucking morons don’t their way around the Pit. I think I straightened em out. Cause I needed that shit like 20 mins ago. If he brings the beer, I’ll call it even. Otherwise no tip.””

He stares at his rifle.

“Crap!!! I gotta take it apart before they get here. Fuck!!! Stop laughing at me Barbie!!! This aint funny. I wanted to test this toy out ever since I found it in my new clean closet.”

He starts a quick disassemble before his guests arrive.

She turns as she hears someone speaking to her. She feels somewhat creeped out when she see's Mr. Fishburn, but doesn't show it, a smile appears on her face. "Hi there. No, we're not having a party, this is standard gifts when you visit," she chuckles. She hears JTM yell the door is open, "How are you this evening?"

"Oh, I'm well. It seems your friend is getting impatient, so I better leave you be." He starts to walk away, then looks back. "Feel free to stop by the funeral home any time you're in the area."

She smiles and looks towards the door, chuckling. "Nothing new there. I just might do that, thank you. Have a pleasant evening." With that, she turns and walks into the house, closing the door behind her. "Yo! JTM, I brought beer and a couple newspapers," said as she walks into the living room area. She stops dead for a moment when she see's the sniper rifle, a frown on her face. She see's him talking on the phone, and walks into the kitchen so as not to interupt, she puts the beer in the fridge, walks back into the living room, sits on the comfy couch, laying the newspapers next to her and watches as he quickly starts to disassemble the rifle, not speaking til he speaks to her.

JTM keeps putting the sniper rifle back in the case after getting of the cell clearing off the coffee table space the best he can. He quickly finishes it setting the case down by the floor next to him.

“So you brought the papers like I asked you to. Awesome!!! Let’s have a look then. Hmmmm..you wanted a condo right? Something like the mansion only smaller. Let’s see here. What do you mean turn it right side up, Barbie? I have it (turning it around) right side up,,..there ya happy. Any chance you got a pen to go with this paper?”

He sees a pen in the Barbie mansion sticking out. He grabs it up quickly.

“Wow, Barbie you are on the ball for a change.You're getting a raise."

He looks over the classifieds very carefully circling 5 good options mumbling to himself out loud circling the good places and scribbling out the bad ones poking some holes in the paper.

“Dump dump, rat hole, *Punch*. Dammit!!! Close to Sluggers rock on!!, close to the park nix that one unless…. Hey MD have you talked to Mackenzie or Kendov lately? How’s the married couple doing? Do you know? You did get a chance to tell Mackenzie I’m cool with the minor boon or are you waiting for the right moment for that?”

He goes back to the apartment search finding the rest of the good ones. He then sets the paper down telling her each one in detail.

“Now before I explain these to you, MD. Know they might be a condo or some other really cool lavish place. I haven’t inspected them but I roughly know the areas in College Hill they are in. So let’s do this.”

He points to number one.

“This one is by Sluggers and the mansion somewhat. Say 5 miles. Close to Emma and her partying crew. Logan used to play guitar there, but he’s got another bar to run now and those damn fucking peanuts”

Pointing to number two.

“This one is by the Park, more out of the way and secluded next to the Gangrel’s turf.. Buy bug spray and flea repellant for it. The Gangrel may stop by from time to time. I’ll by you a hydrant so they can go to the bathroom too. What do you say about that? Remember this very important fact. We might lose the truce so they could trash the place even though it’s our turf.”

Points to number three by the hole near it.

“Now this one is by the MSU fucking MAGPIES!!!! Campus. I don’t know much abut it, but I know Kalie and Eric visited there often. First time I went, great scenery of people, but man did they look me over funny and I think campus security got put on alert. So I know it’s safe if you go for the preppy school shit.”

Points to number four.

“This one is near that damn yuppie coffee beanery. Not exactly my scene either, but if you seek relaxation. That place will definitely put you to sleep. I know they have some better furnishings there, but I bet it has a fucking coffee make or espresso machine included. (chuckling)

He then scratches his head at number five trying to remember where this place is at.

“Now the last one on the recommendations list is this one. It’s smack dab in the middle of everything I think. Maybe it’s the one way out east in BFE College Hill. Either way this place looks good for the price they are asking for it. We may have to track it down. No number listing for call back. That’s odd, but its right on the money limit and apparently a 2 story deal. “

He then lays the paper down with the pen on the coffee table.

“Now look these places over and decide which to go scout out first. I aint buying a bum steer like this place is. Even though it has that anarch lived in feel. Eddie, a big 8ft tall (N word) anarch gave this place to me when I first got into town. Free of course, so it has sentimental val…”

A van pulls up in his driveway stopping quickly.

“..ue. That had better be them. I know they couldn’t have gotten lost again. Now mind your P’s and Q’s around the norms, MD. Just look over the places and we’ll go from there.”

He gets up from the coffee table heading towards he door to unlock it. He opens it up to see a Broadview van there with two guys drinking some drinks. Scared to be here, they get out of the van.

“About damn time you guys got here. Now get in here and put that security alarm system in and for the garage too. And if aint too much trouble could you guys please, lojak the bike. Now hurry up and get in here and get this over with will ya. I got places to go and you guys are fucking it all up.”

He holds the door open for the panicked workers who are shakily holding clipboards. He looks them all over swearing one of the guys soiled himself. He signs the order paperwork for it handing them back the clipboard. They start getting to work on his house drilling holes for the new Broadview security system (FYI OOC my 2 PP mortal haven security buy) he’s having installed. He walks over to MD (drilling noises and mumbling between them behind JTM).

“Can you guys some what keep it the fuck down. The ladies here are trying to concentrate. Have you no manners. Sorry about that Barbies and MD. No breaks or beer let alone potty breaks for you guys till you get the job done. Don’t’ even think of sitting on my couch. Speaking of which I hope you brought my case of beer like I asked you to.”

They both look at each like the other one was supposed to grab it. He clenches his fists somewhat.

“That’s just fucking great. Now where were we MD before theses assholes interrupted us.”

He takes a sip of his beer happy somewhat but wants the nosy workers out of his place ASAP.

She sits and waits while he looks through the papers. She listens to each description, thinking about each location. She picks up the papers and reads the ads while he lets the security guys in. Once he is settled back into a spot, she speaks, "Actually I'd like to look at all 5 so I can see how much space they have and how they are set up, if you don't mind?"

“Suuuure. We can do (more noises coming from the guys as they add holes to his walls) that once these two numb nuts are done. Hey how much longer are you two gonna be?”

The soiled guy stammers scared to JTM.

“Ann noth ther 45 min minutes tops, Mis misa ter Mog- gul sir.” He gets back to work quick using his clipboard as a shield to not look JTM directly in the eyes.

“Ok you guys…. What? (leaning towards Barbie) What’d you say? No. I will NOT be nice to them, Barbie. They were fucking late. They are delaying what we got to do and…..”

Another huge truck pulls into his driveway honking its horn. His finger immediately goes up to everyone in his place.

“Now who the fuck is that? Excuse me ladies and you two. Keep working.”

He walks to his door opening getting very happy and ecstatic now as he sees the words Nebraska Furniture Mart labeled on the sign of this vehicle.

“Holy fucking shit!!!! The shipment has arrived and on time unlike some people in here. Godammit!! Stop that honking and hold your Cahills. .MD you gotta see this. Open the garage door will ya. I’ll clear a space for em on my driveway. You’re gonna love this.”

He goes to MD’s white van starting it up moving it on the road right next to his mailbox out front. He parks the van, motioning for the guys to turn around and back that bad boy in ever so slowly looking back to see if MD got it or if he’ll have to do it.

“Come on just a little bit more. Dink the Broadview van if you need to guys. A lil more. That its….perfect now whoa!!!! Stop it right there.”

He waits for this mortal crew to come out after stopping the van.. He is handed a clipboard looking over the order signing for it. He watches them pull out some very heavy boxes with some loading dollies going down a ramp t the garage way. JTM stands there which other boxes are his on this shipment. He hands the guys $100 a piece in their pockets while they unload the shipment. He waits for MD to open the garage door for thee guys to unload the boxes for they need to go.