In Cold Blood...
Kevin Neil: <picks up the hotel room phone and dials daron's room number> 
Daron: <heart stops, grabs his chest> 
Daron: <grabs the phone> .o0(hotel phones are fucking loud!!) yes? 
Kevin Neil: hey, it's me...we should probably leave here tonight...it's dangerous to stay any longer 
Daron: <nods knowing that kevin can't see him> sure. good idea.
Kevin Neil: okay. we'll leave around 7 ish. 
Daron: sure. come get me, though. in case i fall asleep. 
Kevin Neil: alright, i will 
Jimmy Urine: <is in the shower rinsing the dye out... yeah, it's been an hour> 
Kevin Neil: see ya in a few 
Daron: right. <hangs up> 
Kevin Neil: <hangs up also> 
Kevin Neil: <flops down on his back> 
Daron: <stretches and changes his clothes, a blue work shirt and dark cargo pants> 
Daron: <goes in the bathroom and pulls the rubber band from his wrist and pulls his hair up into a pony tail on top of his head> 
Daron: <shakes his head letting the tail bob back and forth, smiles and goes back out into the room> 
Kevin Neil: <sighs and rests his hands behind his neck> 
Kevin Neil: <is kinda bored so he makes out little figures in the bumps in the ceiling> 
Jimmy Urine: <steps out of the shower and looks at himself in the mirror as he grabs a towel> 
Kevin Neil: <props a knee up> 
Jimmy Urine: <his hair is a neon yellowish green. smiles big. it had been so long> 
Jimmy Urine: <dries off and shakes his hair out getting the mirror wet like a dog> 
Kevin Neil: <just relaxes> 
Kevin Neil: <thinking of the next phase of their plan> 
Jimmy Urine: <wraps the towel around his waist and grabs some hair gell that kevin had picked up for him.> 
Jimmy Urine: <rubs it into his hair and spikes it ALL up> 
Kevin Neil: what are we gonna do...? 
Kevin Neil: <rubs his face in the palm of his hand> 
Jimmy Urine: <the spike above his right eye slowly falls back down over his eye... it always does> 
Jimmy Urine: <shrugs> 
Jimmy Urine: <smiles again feeling cool looking at his new 'hip' color and familiar spikes> 
Jimmy Urine: <exits the bathroom with his clothes in hand> 
Kevin Neil: <looks at him and smiles> 
Jimmy Urine: <stands beside the bed and dresses in his matching yellow-green stuff> 
Kevin Neil: <sighs> 
Jimmy Urine: <smiles and points to his hair> like? 
Kevin Neil: <nods, grinning> 
Kevin Neil: i do 
Jimmy Urine: <pulls the long greenish-yellow coat from the bag and puts it on, it hangs down to his knees> 
Jimmy Urine: <the sleaves too long> 
Kevin Neil: <smiles huge> 
Jimmy Urine: <smiles and proceeds to put on black fingerless gloves> 
Jimmy Urine: me so sexy... 
Kevin Neil: you look fabulous 
Jimmy Urine: <dances in a circle and ends with his hands on his hips> 
Kevin Neil: <giggles> 
Jimmy Urine: <gets his socks and shoes on then jumps on the bed they didn't sleep in. JUMPS on it like a little boy> 
Jimmy Urine: <does little flips> 
Kevin Neil: <laughs> 
Jimmy Urine: <lands on his back and lays there staring up at the ceiling catching his breath> 
Jimmy Urine: hey... 
Kevin Neil: <looks> 
Jimmy Urine: how come you didn't let daron share the room? 
Jimmy Urine: <rolls his head to the side to look at him> 
Kevin Neil: <closes his eyes> i don't know.... 
Kevin Neil: <looks back at the ceiling> 
Jimmy Urine: i mean, this is an extra bed and, well... 
Jimmy Urine: <looks back at the ceiling too> 
Jimmy Urine: what... you think that he would have had the gull to fuck with me with you in the room? 
Jimmy Urine: ...sorry. 
Jimmy Urine: i didn't mean to come off so harsh... 
Kevin Neil: <rolls over away from him> 
Jimmy Urine: <stretches out covering the spare bed with his thin limbs> 
Kevin Neil: <looks out the window, just staring blankly into space> 
Kevin Neil: <rubs on his forehead> 
Jimmy Urine: <sits up and crosses his arms> 
Jimmy Urine: <pulls his legs up to sit indian style> 
Kevin Neil: <curls his arm under him> 
Jimmy Urine: <slides off the bed> i'm gonna go out for a little while, get some fresh air. 
Jimmy Urine: <heads to the door> 
Kevin Neil: <reaches his hand out and waves> 
Kevin Neil: <flops it back down> 
Jimmy Urine: <stops, comes back and kisses him on the forehead> 
Jimmy Urine: <leaves closing the door behind him> 
Kevin Neil: <stares at the door and sighs> 
Jimmy Urine: <walks down the hall looking about> 
Kevin Neil: <softly to himself> i think i'm losing him..... 
Jimmy Urine: <opens the exit and walks out into the parking lot> 
Jimmy Urine: <squints at his surroundings> 
Jimmy Urine: creepy. don't remember coming here. 
Jimmy Urine: deja-vu. 
Jimmy Urine: <walks through the lot looking at cars not seeing kevin's> 
Jimmy Urine: <wipes his nose, sees the sun is begining to set> 
Jimmy Urine: <suddenly he spots rain's car> 
Jimmy Urine: what the fuck? 
Jimmy Urine: <sees the back window is shot out> 
Jimmy Urine: <wipes his nose again and opens the driverside door, the electronic locks appear to be broken or tampered with> 
Jimmy Urine: <kneels down to hotwire it... pauses> 
Jimmy Urine: heh. 
Jimmy Urine: <grabs the wires that are already spliced and shocks them starting it up> 
Jimmy Urine: <gets in and closes the door> 
Jimmy Urine: <puts it into drive and pulls out> 
Jimmy Urine: <leaves the parking lot and heads up the main highway> 
Jimmy Urine: <sits back as he drives, the air coming in the back window making a creepy roaring sound> 
Jimmy Urine: <watches the signs> 
Jimmy Urine: <the street lights come on as he pulls off into a parking lot> 
Kevin Neil: <looks at the clock, reading 6:30...nods in comfirmation and rests again> 
Jimmy Urine: .oo (shit only knows where i am... jez, how far did kevin take us?) 
Jimmy Urine: <parks a bit crooked and gets out looking up at the large neon sign reading, 'Wiskey's'> 
Jimmy Urine: <dusts off his jacket and enters the tavern> 
Jimmy Urine: <climbs up on a stool taking in the dark atmosphere, the lights from the small stage were foggy from the stage smoke> 
Jimmy Urine: <there was no band present> 
Jimmy Urine: <looks at the bartender> quarterhouse, on the rocks. 
Bartender: whatever. 
Bartender: <gets jimmy's drink and hands it to him> 
Jimmy Urine: <sips the stong punch and looks around> 
Man: hey, kid. 
Jimmy Urine: <looks to the man sitting beside him> what? 
Man: you got a few bucks i can have? i'm a bit short... 
Jimmy Urine: <frowns and leans toward the man> no... actually... i'm tapped myself... 
Man: <smiles> that's cool. 
Jimmy Urine: <stares...> 
Jimmy Urine: <sips his drink again> 
Man: so, you come here often? 
Jimmy Urine: <spits his drink across the bar> 
Jimmy Urine: w-what!? 
Man: the name's james. and you are? 
Jimmy Urine: ... um... james. 
James: <laughs like a drunk> that is soooo cool. 
James: i never seen you here before. you a new group? 
Jimmy Urine: group? 
James: oh, not in a band? 
Jimmy Urine: <shakes his head> no, i'm... 
James: well, what brings you out here? 
Jimmy Urine: <tries to think of a lie> 
Jimmy Urine: uh... 
Jimmy Urine: my friend... he... he is in trouble. .o0 (liar.) 
James: <runs his fingers back over his slicked black hair> is that so? 
James: big trouble? with the law? 
Jimmy Urine: <shakes his head... and just about everything else> eh... no. with his... uh.. WIFE! 
James: bummer, man. 
James: ah, women. the enigma of life 
Jimmy Urine: <nods> 
James: what about your girl? she given ya greif? 
Jimmy Urine: <stares> um... 
Jimmy Urine: kinda.
James: <pats jimmy on the shoulder> it's all good, right? who needs 'em? 
James: sex and nagging. eck. 
Jimmy Urine: <nods looking at the drink in his own hands> 
Jimmy Urine: <finishes it> 
Jimmy Urine: well... it was nice meeting you but i- <stands> 
James: <gets upset> whoa! wait up a second! 
Jimmy Urine: huh? 
James: where are you off to? 
Jimmy Urine: ...home. 
James: home? i thought you said that you were on the run? 
Jimmy Urine: <shakes the vapors from his head> i mean, hotel. 
James: <glances at the busy bartender> hey, can i come with? 
Jimmy Urine: <is shocked> 
Jimmy Urine: n-no! 
James: <steps down from his stool> come on, pal... 
Jimmy Urine: <backs to the door> no... it's not safe... 
James: are you calling me a hazard? 
Jimmy Urine: no! i mean, i'm not safe! 
James: <follows trying to avoid the bartender's eyes> 
Bartender: hey! punk! pay your fucking tab before you step out that door! 
Jimmy Urine: <turns and sprints for the exit> 
James: <follows him to the parking lot> 
Bartender: security! 

Kevin Neil: <wakes up and checks the clock...6:59..> 
Kevin Neil: <sits up and rubs his eyes> 

Jimmy Urine: <grabs the car door and rips it open> 
James: <runs around to the other side doing the same> 
Jimmy Urine: hey! 
Jimmy Urine: what the fuck are you doing!? 
James: <looks up at jimmy nerviously> coming with you. 
Jimmy Urine: no!!! 
Bartender: davis! get those punks! 
Jimmy Urine: <gets in the car and sparks it on> 
James: <is already in the other side> whoa, stolen? 
Jon: <runs out the the bar door and right towards them> 
Jimmy Urine: <looks up as he puts it into gear> 
Jimmy Urine: <sees jon> 
Jimmy Urine: omigod! 
Jon: <slides around to the driverside pulling on the handle> james! you fuck! 
James: me or him? 
Jimmy Urine: <slams on the gas> me! he knows me!!! 
Jon: <jumps back not wanting his toes run over> 
Jimmy Urine: <turns to leave the lot> 
Jon: <chases the car and jumps onto the back holding on to the broken window> 
James: <turns around in his seat> dude! check this guy out! T-1000!
Jimmy Urine: <is panicing and swerving in the car> 
Jon: you left me there to rot! 
Jimmy Urine: <looks at jon in the rearview> you'd better let go now or you're gonna be in a lot of pain! 
Jon: you don't know what pain is! (silence of the lambs) 
Jon: <begins pulling himself in> 
James: <obviously not being buckled in, climbs into the back seat and grabs the ice scraper and smacks jon in the forehead> 
Jimmy Urine: .o0 (shit! i really don't need this attention!!!) 
Jon: <loses his grip as he is bashed again and falls off into the road> 
James: how do ya like them apples!? 
Jimmy Urine: <is still tense with fear and anger> 
James: <climbs back into his seat and smiles at jimmy> 
James: so... where's home? 
Jimmy Urine: <glares at james> 
Jimmy Urine: you know, you just made a BIG mistake pal! 
James: <frowns> huh? 
Jimmy Urine: <reaches into the glove compartment... a screw driver falls into his hand. no gun> 
Jimmy Urine: .o0 (rain? no gun? what the?) 
Jimmy Urine: <points the screw driver at james anyway> 
Jimmy Urine: i'm going to stop at the next light... and you are going to get out. 
James: <gets angry very quick> hey! i just saved your life! 
Jimmy Urine: so did i for letting you get in the car!!! 
James: <pulls a pocket knife from his pocket and holds it up to jimmy's throat> home. now. 
Jimmy Urine: <eyes widen and he drops the screwdriver on the floor> 
Jimmy Urine: no way... 

Kevin Neil: <gets ready to go> 
Kevin Neil: <sits on the bed and waits for jimmy> 
Kevin Neil: dammit where is he? we have to go 
Kevin Neil: <checks his wallet, making sure theres enough money for gas. tucks a few dollars in his pocket for future use, leaves the remaining 300 in the wallet> 

James: yeah, way. when we get there you're gonna have your 'friend' give me all the money on him seeing as your tapped for cash. 
Jimmy Urine: <glares at the road> 
James: yeah, this is a stick-up. 
James: funny, the people you meet in bars. 
Jimmy Urine: <pulls into the hotel lot and stops the car> 
James: this it? 
Jimmy Urine: <nods, the blade scraping him proving it's sharpness> 
James: <climbs out with jimmy still holding but to his spine now and follows him into the building> 

Daron: <locks his door on his way down to see if kevin was awake. it was getting late and they should be leaving> 
Kevin Neil: gotta buy gas...food...hm, what else... 

Jimmy Urine: <walks in the back hall door stiffly with the blade poking him> 
James: <holding jimmy' s shoulder> 
Daron: <exits the stare well and glances over to see jimmy coming... gets nervious> 
Jimmy Urine: <stares at daron feeling nausious> 
Daron: <sees james behind him> jimmy, where did you just come from and who's- 
James: <throws jimmy to the side and lunges at daron pressing the knife to his chest> this him? <asking jimmy> 
Jimmy Urine: <stares no knowing how to respond> 
Daron: <holds still as the massive blade is drawn up to his neck> jimmy...? 
James: is it!? he knows you! 
Jimmy Urine: <closes his eyes and nods> 
Daron: <looks at jimmy, fear and betrail in his eyes> 
James: <turns daron and shoves him back into the stairwell to hide from view> 
James: <presses daron against the wall feeling for daron's wallet> where is it? where's your money, you fucking arab. 
Daron: <trys to stay calm> i'm armanian... and i don't have any money on me... 
Kevin Neil: <steps out of his room, looking out> 
Jimmy Urine: <abandons daron and runs down the hall toward kevin> 
Kevin Neil: jimmy! there you are! 
Kevin Neil: where have you been? 

James: <gets frusterated and shoves the knife into daron's shoulder blade and runs out the starewell door> 

Kevin Neil: <looks> 
Jimmy Urine: <gets to kevin turning to see james bust out the stairwell door and down the hall> 
Jimmy Urine: that guy! 
Kevin Neil: <stares> 
Jimmy Urine: he tried to rob me! 
Jimmy Urine: <points frantically> 
Kevin Neil: <stares at jimmy> 
James: <runs out the door and into the lot> 
Kevin Neil: are you okay? 
Jimmy Urine: <sees james gone, suddenly remembering daron> fuck! 
Kevin Neil: what is it? 
Jimmy Urine: <runs back down the hall yelling to kevin something about a knife> 
Kevin Neil: <grabs his card key and the clothes in a bag and shuts the door> 
Daron: <is on his knees facing the wall holding his shoulder, blood stains his blue shirt> 
Kevin Neil: daron! 
Jimmy Urine: <busts into the stairwell seeing him there> 
Kevin Neil: <runs up to him as well> 
Jimmy Urine: shit! what did he do to you!? 
Kevin Neil: <stares> are you alright? 
Jimmy Urine: <kneels down looking at the blood on his right shoulder blade> 
Daron: <nods> y-yeah <pained voice> he just cut me... 
Kevin Neil: hang on 
Kevin Neil: <takes his shirt off> 
Kevin Neil: <wraps it around the wound> 
Kevin Neil: this should hold it
Jimmy Urine: <not even thinking that kevin is there, wraps his arms around daron and holds him feeling so sorry for everything> 
Daron: <slowly stands with jimmy clinging to him> 
Kevin Neil: <looks away> we should.....go 
Kevin Neil: <starts to walk away> 
Jimmy Urine: god... i'm so sorry... <quietly> 
Kevin Neil: come on! 
Daron: <grunts and nods following kevin> 
Jimmy Urine: <releases daron> 
Jimmy Urine: <under his breath> god... 
Kevin Neil: <walks out to the car, climbing in> 
Jimmy Urine: <watches daron get in the front seat beside kevin holding his shoulder> 
Kevin Neil: <isn't very happy at the moment> .o0(god, i'm losing jimmy...i know i'm going to...) 
Jimmy Urine: .o0 (fuck... i'm such an asshole!) 
Kevin Neil: <starts the car with the keys> 
Daron: .o0 (why... why did jimmy tell that guy to rob me!?) 
Jimmy Urine: <gets in the back> 
Kevin Neil: <drives out of the lot after jimmy climbs in> 
Jimmy Urine: <sits quietly staring at the back of the seat> 
Kevin Neil: <night time begins to fall and kevin starts to yawn in sleepiness> 
Jimmy Urine: <after a while jimmy tries to speak over the sound of the wind> daron...? 
Daron: <ignores staring out the window> 
Jimmy Urine: i-i know that it looked bad back there... 
Kevin Neil: <the wind from the shattered back window causes kevin's long black bangs to flutter> 
Kevin Neil: <sighs> 
Jimmy Urine: i... kinda had no choice... 
Daron: .o0 (yeah, it was either sacrafice youself or be a chicken-shit and let me take the heat...) 
Kevin Neil: <looks at daron> are you alright? 
Daron: <glances at kevin> yeah... i'll be fine. 
Kevin Neil: <nods> 
Jimmy Urine: <sinks into his seat feeling so alone> 
**meanwhile**
<a good hour has passed since the three of them left> 
Hank: <drives up to the hotel (in a mercedes benz...) and parks> 
Hank: <looks for rain's car> huh.. 
Hank: <sees her liscence plate and walks up to it> 
Hank: that's not her car.....who's car is this? 
Hank: <walks in the hotel, asking about the car, who's car it is, etc> 
Hank: <asks the car owner what their plate number was> 
Hank: <describes kevin, jimmy, and daron asking how long ago they left> 
Hank: <gets everything he needs to know then gets back in his car to leave> 

Kevin Neil: <realizes he needs gas, so he stops at a gas station. gets out and peeks his head in> you guys want anything from inside? 
Daron: yeah. i need a drink 
Daron: some beer would be nice to kill the pain 
Kevin Neil: <nods> 
Kevin Neil: okay 
Kevin Neil: <looks at jimmy> 
Jimmy Urine: <is staring at the back of the seat, looks up> i'll live.........o0(unfortunately.) 
Kevin Neil: well...okay 
Kevin Neil: be back in a sec... 
Kevin Neil: <walks in the store> 
Jimmy Urine: <leans forward between the seats> daron... i really am sorry. 
Daron: <stares out the window> 
Hank: <pulls into the lot, looking out his window> there's her car! 
Hank: <parks in the dark beside the building> 
Jimmy Urine: <sits back> i was scared. it was a lose, lose situation... 
Hank: <reaches in the passanger seat for the magnum> 
Jimmy Urine: <frowns> it's okay if you hate me, i guess... 
Hank: <tucks it in his pocket and slowly moves up to the car keeping to the shadows> 
Jimmy Urine: <under his breath> i wish i was dead... 
Daron: .o0 (me too...) 
Hank: <steps up to the driver's side window, which is open, and sticks the gun in side> 
Hank: hey! 
Jimmy Urine: <jumps> 
Daron: what the fuck? 
Hank: <waves to jimmy> hello jiiiiimmy! 
Jimmy Urine: oh, shit... oh, shit... 
Hank: <points the gun at daron> you make any sudden moves, i blow your head off, understand? 
Daron: <slades back agaisnt the passenger door and nods> 
Hank: now...where's kevin? 
Daron and Jimmy: .o0 (what a day!) 
Kevin Neil: <steps out of the store, walking up to the gas tanks...he spots hank> HANK! 
Jimmy Urine: he-he... 
Hank: <looks> 
Hank: <looks back to daron> you got any weapons? 
Jimmy Urine: <places his hand on the door handle> 
Hank: if so you better give em now 
Daron: <shakes his head...> 
Hank: <walks up to kevin> 
Hank: <points the gun under his chin> any of you move, i shoot!!! 
Hank: got it?! 
Daron: <holds his hand over his belt> y-yeah. 
Jimmy Urine: <squeezes the handle> yes. 
Hank: <pulls kevin up to the car> well well well...if it isn't the gaurdian angel.... 
Jimmy Urine: <looks to the seat beside him seeing the ice scraper> .o0 (oh, yeah, like that'll help!) 
Hank: <sets kevin on the hood> 
Daron:<slips his fingers up under his belt feeling the gun> 
Hank: <aims the gun on the side of his head> i've been trying to get you back so hard..and for so long....i was trying so hard to kill that fucker, jimmy!! but you ran and hid him away! cause you're his 'gaurdian angel'! 
Kevin Neil: jimmy needs me 
Hank: <laughs> wrong-o!! 
Hank: jimmy doesn't need you! 
Jimmy Urine: <sweats watching> 
Hank: cause he doesn't want you!! i want you! jimmy wants...uh...uh...D...dar-... 
Kevin Neil: daron? 
Hank: yes! daron! 
Hank: thank you 
Jimmy Urine: <eyes widen, fear turns to anger> 
Hank: daron is jimmy's new gaurdian angel! 
Daron: <has his hand around the gun> 
Hank: he doesn't love you, he loves...Dar-....<thinks> that lawyer guy 
Daron: not quite... 
Jimmy Urine: <looks at daron, heart shatters into a million pieces> 
Hank: <points the gun at daron> 
Hank: you better drop what you have now! 
Hank: i'm making an important speech! 
Daron: ...me? 
Hank: <glares, cocking the gun> 
Daron: okay, okay... 
Hank: good boy..... 
Daron: <pulls the gun out into view holding it up> 
Jimmy Urine: <eyes widen> that's where that went! 
Hank: out the window!! 
Daron: <holds the gun out the passenger window> 
Hank: toss it! 
Daron: <slowly releases and tosses it away, closes his eyes> 
Jimmy Urine: <cusses> 
Hank: good boy
Hank: <aims at kevin> jimmy will be happy when you're gone kevin! 
Hank: <chuckles> "hip hip hooray! he can't invade my life anymore!!" 
Jimmy Urine: <still grips the handle, hand weak from fear> 
Kevin Neil: <tears being to stream> 
Daron: <frantically looks around for another weapon> 
Daron: .o0 (christ! this is rain's car! the whole thing is a weapon!) 
Hank: kevin, i'm going to kill you....anyways...what was it about jimmy?!?! everyone's wondering!!! 
Hank: why do you love him?! no matter what? even if he hates you! 
Hank: what-does-he-have?! 
Kevin Neil: <swallows> jimmy...has...nothing 
Hank: <stares> that's it? 
Kevin Neil: <stares not blinking> you have your sky-high mansion! your butchers your butlers and your maids 
Kevin Neil: i have my apartment with my home theatre system 
Kevin Neil: my THX quality sound 
Kevin Neil: my DVD player 
Kevin Neil: Jimmy...has...nothing 
Kevin Neil: he had...no one! 
Kevin Neil: he's never been loved and he's always been alone 
Kevin Neil: i thought that i should give him what he needed most....someone who loves him..... 
Hank: <curls his lips> grrrr....fuck you!!! 
Jimmy Urine: <stares> 
Daron: <eyes the screwdriver on the floor> 
Hank: <punches kevin and he hits the ground> 
Hank: <kicks his ribs> 
Jimmy Urine: <throws the car door open and jumps out screaming> you fuck!! 
Hank: say good night handsome prince!!! <shoots kevin in the chest> 
Daron: <grabs the screwdriver in the moment of panic> 
Kevin Neil: <screams in pain> 
Jimmy Urine: <screams and runs over to kevin> 
Kevin Neil: <grips onto his gunshot wound> 
Kevin Neil: <gasping> 
Kevin Neil: <choking on his own blood> 
Jimmy Urine: <jumps between hank and kevin, holding himself against his angel> 
Jimmy Urine: <places his hand over the wound crying> 
Hank: <itches his head with the gun, chuckling> 
Kevin Neil: <eyes roll back as he gags> 
Kevin Neil: <pants...it hurts to breahe> 
Jimmy Urine: <gazes down at kevin not knowing how to comfort him> 
Kevin Neil: <blood trickles out of the side of his mouth> 
Kevin Neil: <coughing for air to remain alive> 
Daron: <kicks the door open and ducks down out of view> 
Hank: isn't this sweet 
Daron: <grabs the gun, stands and turns aiming it at hank's head> 
Jimmy Urine: <whispers to kevin acting as a shield> just calm down, breath deeply. 
Jimmy Urine: don't close your eyes.. 
Daron: drop the gun! 
Kevin Neil: <gags...he sin't holding on...> 
Hank: <stares into space> 
Hank: <lifts it and drops it> 
Hank: fuck!! 
Daron: <walks around the front of the car closing the gap> 
Kevin Neil: <chokes, his head tilted back> 
Daron: <presses the gun against hank's forehead> 
Hank: <swallows> 
Jimmy Urine: <still shielding> i know how it is... to be shot i mean... 
Kevin Neil: <swallows...he can hardly speak>