Wayne: <snaps the belt>
Kevin Neil: <squeaks>
Wayne: who wants to go first?
Kevin Neil: uh...
Kevin Neil: <swallows>
Jimmy Urine: <drops his head and slowly stands up> ...i will
Kevin Neil: <looks>
Kevin Neil: what?
Wayne: <eyes lighten up> oh?
Kevin Neil: no...jimmy don't...
Kevin Neil: <looks around the room>
Kevin Neil: <spots the keys on the table...by the door>
Wayne: <steps over to jimmy and takes his arm leading him down the hall>
Kevin Neil: <stands>
Rain: <stands and pulls he gun out>
Rain: where do you think you're going?
Kevin Neil: <looks>
Kevin Neil: uhm...n-no where...<secretly tucks the key's in his pants pocket, he never put a shirt on>
Rain: <points the gun at him> down the hall.
Kevin Neil: <looks>
Wayne: <shoves jimmy in the back room and follows him in shutting the door behind him>
Rain: <begins shoving the gun into his back coaxing him down the hall>
Kevin Neil: alright!
Kevin Neil: <walks>
Kevin Neil: .o0(dead man walking)
Rain: <pushes kevin into the side bedroom, the lights are off>
Rain: now just sit here and wait your turn like a good boy.
Kevin Neil: <shakes>
Kevin Neil: <twidles his thumbs>
Kevin Neil: .o0(i wonder what he's doing to jimmy...)
Kevin Neil: <bites his nails>
Rain: <leaves the room and locks the door>
Kevin Neil: <eyes widen>
<the room kevin is in is cold and stripped of wallpaper and carpet. there seems to be no furniture>
Wayne: <turns on the light, the bedroom just the way the rest of the house looked, trashed and like a bachelor pad> strip to yer skimpies.
Jimmy Urine: <eyes widen> what?
Wayne: strip to your underwear!
Kevin Neil: <hears the shouts>
Kevin Neil: <holds his forehead>
Jimmy Urine: <does as he's told>
Kevin Neil: .o0(what am i gona do? i have to think this through...)
Wayne: <when jimmy is finished, wayne takes the belt and strikes him over the head with it>
Jimmy Urine: <falls to his knees...crack>
Jimmy Urine: <covers his head screaming nonsense>
Wayne: <hovers over him beating him with his fist and belt>
Kevin Neil: <jumps up and bolts for the bedroom door hearing jimmy scream>
Kevin Neil: <tries to pull it, slamming against it>
Rain: <is standing with her back against the door on the otherside>
Rain: calm down.
Kevin Neil: let me out!!!
Kevin Neil: <slams up against it>
Voice in the darkness: hey. just relax. you'll be fine.
Kevin Neil: <gasps>
Kevin Neil: <spins around>
Kevin Neil: w-what the fuck?
Jimmy Urine: <is gasping through blood in his throat trying to cover his face>
Voice: what did you do?
Kevin Neil: <can hear the whip-cracks, wincing> i...
Kevin Neil: <slams his butt against the door>
Jimmy Urine: Wayne: <screams in excitment>  this is a real gay bashing!
Kevin Neil: <pounds on the door> stop hurting him, you fuck!!!
Kevin Neil: i'll bash your brains in!!
Kevin Neil: <pounds on the door some more>
Rain: <sighs>
Kevin Neil: <shakes the handle on the door>
Kevin Neil: <gives up>
Kevin Neil: <plops on the floor, holding his face>
Voice: kevin... what did you do?
Kevin Neil: <spins around, looking> how...did you know my name...
Kevin Neil: <stands>
Voice: <is a silouhette sitting in the corner with his knees up and arms resting on them>
Kevin Neil: <squints, trying to see>
Kevin Neil: who are you?
Voice: <hangs his head> i'm... lost.
Kevin Neil: <stares at the silhouette>
Kevin Neil: how do you know me?
Voice: <slowly rises to his feet and walks closer to kevin... reaches his hand out and brushes the bangs from kevin's face on one side>
Kevin Neil: <blinks>
Voice: i'm sorry about the other day.
Daron: just like you i'm trying to survive.
Kevin Neil: it's okay....
Daron: <leans forward and hugs kevin like a frightened child> i just came here to get help... i had no idea that wayne would be here.
Daron: i've been here for almost 48 hours... give or take
Kevin Neil: <wraps his arms around him, feeling a little uncomfortable in doing so>
Daron: so what did you do to piss him off?
Kevin Neil: me and jimmy...uh...raped him
Jimmy Urine: <is laying on the messy carpet now stained in his own blood, panting hard, very frusterated>
Jimmy Urine: Daron: <pulls away from kevin suddenly> you what!?
Kevin Neil: <shrugs>
Kevin Neil: well...jimmy thought it would be a good idea...i somehow got involved
Daron: my god... how? or better yet... why?
Kevin Neil: <shrugs again>
Kevin Neil: i just want to get to the fucker and squish his fucking head in
Wayne: <kicks jimmy repeatedly in the ribs not yet out of energy>
Jimmy Urine: <lays there taking the punishment>
Kevin Neil: <bolts for the door again>
Kevin Neil: <pounds on it>
Kevin Neil: let me out, rain....
Kevin Neil: please, godammit!!
Daron: don't get involved. it'll only last a few more minutes...
Daron: ...trust me...  i know... <slowly sits back down on the floor in a painful mannor>
Kevin Neil: <looks at him>
Kevin Neil: where do you live?
Daron: nowhere now.
Kevin Neil: <stomps his feet> son of a bitch!!
Kevin Neil: <shakes his hands everywhere> godammit! mother fucker!!
Daron: i tried to go home to get some things...
Daron: the cops are all over that place like ants on honey.
Kevin Neil: <calms down and sighs>
Kevin Neil: great...fucking great...
Kevin Neil: <pointrs to himself> hell i know i can't go home
Kevin Neil: i need to get jimmy out of town for awhile...
Daron: <lays back on the floor holding his lower ribs> i came here the other night to ask rain for a loan...
Daron: ...wayne answered the door...
Daron: that was the most painful experiance ever
Kevin Neil: <nods>
Kevin Neil: great....<in sarcasm>
Daron: <runs his fingers over his floating ribs and flinches>
Kevin Neil: <bites his lip, getting very frustrated>
Kevin Neil: .o0(just what i need!! i thought i got rid of him!!)
Wayne: <drops the belt an kneels down beside jimmy out of breath>
Kevin Neil: <swats at the door some more>
Kevin Neil: <hits it hard>
Wayne: <leans over jimmy> you had enough?
Kevin Neil: <pounds on it some more>
Kevin Neil: <growling>
Kevin Neil: i really don't need you two alone in here!!
Kevin Neil: .o0(maybe the curse isn't really me, it's just my bad ass luck!!)
Kevin Neil: move your fat ass rain!
Kevin Neil: <slams against the door>
Kevin Neil: <wood chips are starting to peel away and snap off>
Kevin Neil: <the door begins to crack>
Jimmy Urine: <smiles, a canine tooth missing> no... gi... <fades off>
Wayne: <leans forward more> what was that?
Jimmy Urine: g-give it... to me raw, sucka..
Wayne: <frowns>
Kevin Neil: <pushes the door>
Wayne: <stands up> oh yeah, that's right. you're the stickler for pain.
Kevin Neil: <pulls on it, yanking on the handle>
Rain: <taps the butt of her gun on the door frame> your only making it worse for him...
Kevin Neil: <grunts pulling hard>
Kevin Neil: shut up...<in a grunt as he pulls>
Rain: <aims at the door>
Rain: best be backing away...
Kevin Neil: <eyes the door>
Kevin Neil: <growls>
Daron: <sits up hearing the gun cock> kevin...
Kevin Neil: <backs away and plops down> bitch!!
Kevin Neil: <lyes on the floor>
Kevin Neil: if i get me and jimmy out...i'm not going home...
Wayne: <steps out of the back room, wiping the sweat off his face>
Kevin Neil: <stares at daron>
Daron: <doesn't reply>
Kevin Neil: <squints>
Wayne: <hugs rain> he's a tough one to crack... send in number two...
Kevin Neil: you know....i'm dreadfully afraid of whips...
Kevin Neil: <closes his eyes tight>
Rain: <opens the door>
Kevin Neil: <glares at her>
Daron: <sits up just watching... he knows what kevin is feeling>
Daron: <and will be feeling>
Wayne: <steps in and grabs kevin's arm>
Kevin Neil: where's jimmy?
Wayne: <smiles> i'll show you.
Kevin Neil: <eyes widen>
Kevin Neil: <pants>
Wayne: <pulls kevin into the back room>
Kevin Neil: <follows being tugged>
Jimmy Urine: <is laying in the corner behind the bed, breathing slowly eyes closed, face battered and bruised with cuts from the belt all over him>
Kevin Neil: <gasps, running over to him>
Kevin Neil: <yanking his arm away>
Rain: <closes the door and locks them in>
Wayne: <wraps the belt around his knuckles and cracks his neck>
Kevin Neil: <looks>
Wayne: <jogs in place for a second like a wrestler/boxer getting ready>
Kevin Neil: <closes his eyes>
Kevin Neil: <shivers at the sight of the belt>
Jimmy Urine: <apears to be sleeping, too weak to move, or unconcious>
Kevin Neil: <nudges his head against jimmy's>
Kevin Neil: <remembers he has rain's keys but doesn't know what to do>
Wayne: i'm so sick of you queers trying to run the show... <steps up to kevin lifting the belt above his head>
Kevin Neil: <falls back>
Kevin Neil: <squeaks, covering his head>
Kevin Neil: <shakes>
Wayne: <strikes down cutting kevin's cheek>
Kevin Neil: <screams in pain out to the world>
Kevin Neil: <stares at the floor>
Wayne: <reaches down and grabs kevin by the throat lifting him up and pinning him against the wall>
Kevin Neil: <chokes, trying to rip the hands away>
Kevin Neil: <in gasps> get off of me!!
Wayne: <begins pouding him in the face and chest with his powerful fist>
Kevin Neil: <grunts and hollars with each blow>
Wayne: deja-vu?
Kevin Neil: <kicks wayne in the knee>
Kevin Neil: <holds onto his stomach>
Wayne: <drops kevin> oh? i have a fighter?
Kevin Neil: <spits blood>
Kevin Neil: <growls at wayne>
Kevin Neil: <panting>
Wayne: not like jimmy... he liked it
Kevin Neil: <lip curls>
Kevin Neil: <his eyes red with fury peeking from behind his black hair>
Wayne: <snaps the belt taunting him like jon did in the prison cell, he knows his weakness>
Kevin Neil: <his body twitches now and then>
Wayne: jimmy got off on it...
Wayne: you should have seen his smile...
Kevin Neil: <lip is curled in a snarl as he leaps up at wayne, clawing at him>
Kevin Neil:
you son of a bitch!!
Wayne: <stumbles back taking a few scratches to the face> it kinda made me... like him a bit more...
Kevin Neil: <clenches his fists, standing a bit hunched over>
Kevin Neil: <looks like a rabid dog>
Kevin Neil: <not that hideous, just scary>
Wayne: <wipes the blood from the small cut on his cheek, runs toward kevin boxing him in the ear and sending him flying onto the bed>
Kevin Neil: <holds his face, panting>
Kevin Neil: fuck!
Daron: <is listening and feeling very sorry for kevin...>
Kevin Neil: <feels a little weaker, but still has some adrenaline left>
Wayne: <climbs up on the bed on his knees and begins beating him like a disobediant woman>
Kevin Neil: <blood sprays from his mouth, grunting and hollaring>
Wayne: <remembers that night, putting all his pain and anger down onto kevin's face and chest>
Kevin Neil: <tries to lift his arms to wayne's throat>
Kevin Neil: <but is weakend>
Wayne: <presses his palm down on kevin's chest holding him on the bed>
Kevin Neil: <pants, blood dribbling out his mouth>
Wayne: no beating can make up for how you hurt me!!
Daron: <stands and moves up to the door>
Kevin Neil: <tries to lean his face in> i'm sorry....<gags>
Kevin Neil: <coughs>
Wayne: what was that, fuckhead? <breaks kevin's nose>
Kevin Neil: <screams at the unbearable pain>
Kevin Neil: you fuck!!
Kevin Neil: <breathes hoarsly>
Wayne: oh yeah, now THIS get's me off!!!
Kevin Neil: now...that...is sick...
Kevin Neil: <pants>
Wayne: <grabs kevin's throat and squeezes>
Kevin Neil: <chokes>
Kevin Neil: <gasping for air>
Kevin Neil: <kicks his legs>
Wayne: <leans in to speak, his breath warm on kevin's ear> i did nothing to you...
Kevin Neil: <grips the sheets, losing air>
Kevin Neil: <kicks his legs helplessley>
Daron: <gentley pounds on the door, weak from depression and pain> ...kevin...
Wayne: <releases kevin and sits up>
Kevin Neil: <inhales deep>
Kevin Neil: <panting the air again>
Wayne: <gets off the bed and walks over to jimmy, looking down at him>
Kevin Neil: <is delerious with pain>
Kevin Neil: <coughs>
Kevin Neil: <spies the belt, eyes widening>
Kevin Neil: <whole body trembles>
Wayne: <spits on jimmy>
Kevin Neil: <slowly reaches for it>
Wayne: <heads for the door>
Kevin Neil: <snatches the belt>
Wayne: <turns to see kevin holding the belt>
Kevin Neil: <stands>
Wayne: <smiles>
Kevin Neil: <glares>
Wayne: <reaches into his belt in the back and pulls out a small pocket knife>
Kevin Neil: <won't drop the belt>
Wayne: oh, i was just about to let you go... but you decided you didn't want to leave...
Kevin Neil: <backs toward jimmy like a sheild>
Kevin Neil: <holds his bloody nose>
Wayne: <licks the blade>
Kevin Neil: <grips the belt tight>
Wayne: <steps closer to kevin holding the knife out>
Kevin Neil: <slaps the knife out of his hand with the belt>
Kevin Neil: <pants>
Wayne: <shakes his hand and takes a step back>
Kevin Neil: <steps forward>
Wayne: <cracks his knuckles and relaxes> hey, now...
Kevin Neil: you're right wayne...no beating could amount what i did to you...and i'm really sorry.....
Wayne: <smiles and backs toward the door>
Kevin Neil: <walks up to jimmy>
Kevin Neil: <still grips the belt>
Kevin Neil: baby, are you okay?
Wayne: <opens the door and looks at rain>
Jimmy Urine: <doesn't reply, or open his eyes>
Kevin Neil: <lyes his head on jimmy's, holding him>
Wayne: <nods to rain>
Rain: <enters the room with her gun in hand>
Kevin Neil: <looks>
Kevin Neil: <hovers over jimmy>
Rain: <aims the gun at kevin, holding her other hand out> gimme the belt.
Kevin Neil: <hands it to her>
Rain: <takes it and throws it to wayne, motions for kevin to stand>
Kevin Neil: <stands up, gazing down at jimmy>
Wayne: <puts his belt back on, teehee, and walks over>
Wayne: <lays back on the bed smiling and relaxing>
Rain: <takes kevin's arm and leads him back to the side room>
Kevin Neil: <follows, being tugged, staring at jimmy>
Rain: <shoves him in and closes the door>
Kevin Neil: <plops on the floor>
Daron: <backs up into the darkness, silent>
Kevin Neil: <holds his face> oh god...i hope he's okay....
Rain: <enters a moment later with jimmy in her arms, drags him into the room an softly places him on the floor, leaves locking the door>
Kevin Neil: <crawls up to him>
Daron: <takes a step toward jimmy trying to see but staying out of the way>
Kevin Neil: baby...
Jimmy Urine: <is still not responding>
Kevin Neil: <puts his ear to jimmy's chest>
Kevin Neil: <listens>
Daron: <wants to ask if jimmy is okay, but finds it inapropriate>
Rain: <heads back into the back room and closes the door with a smile on her face. she looks at wayne laying on the bed and turns off the light heading over to him.........>
Kevin Neil: <sighs with releif to hear jimmy's heart>
Kevin Neil: <strokes on jimmy's chest>
Daron: <squats down resting his arms on his knees>
Kevin Neil: <looks at him>
Kevin Neil: he's just unconscious...
Kevin Neil: <looks at the door>
Rain: <laughs from the next room... the bed creaking...>
Daron: <looks at the floor>
Kevin Neil: <sees how cracked the wood is>
Kevin Neil: how bad do you want to get out of here?
Kevin Neil: <strokes jimmy's cheek>
Daron: <lifts his glossy... sexy... uh!, gorgeous eyes to kevin>
Kevin Neil: <looks back>
Kevin Neil: <scoops jimmy up in his arms>
Kevin Neil: let's go...
Daron:...where...?
Kevin Neil: <looks at the door>
Kevin Neil: <places a hand on it, still holding jimmy>
Jimmy Urine: Daron: <sits silently>
Kevin Neil: <looks at him> daron, come on
Kevin Neil: i need your help
<sounds of groaning and creaking coming from the next room>
Kevin Neil: come one while they're busy
Daron: <lifts to his feet and walks over>
Kevin Neil: <grips the handle tight> on three, daron, we're gonna rip this thing open we can do it...and then, we bolt down the hall and out the door...i have rain's keys are you ready?
Kevin Neil: <waits for a response>
Daron:...i... <thinks>
Daron: <rubs his broken ribs and nods slowly>
Kevin Neil: alright...on three....
Kevin Neil: <grips the handle tight>
Kevin Neil: 1.....
Kevin Neil: <holds onto jimmy's limp body> 2.....
Kevin Neil: 3!!!!
Daron: <slams his shoulder against the door, grunting to the pain>
Kevin Neil: <slams the door flying open and he races down the hall> come on!!!
Kevin Neil: <jimmy isn't very heavy>
Daron: <follows>
Kevin Neil:<runs to the door swinging it open>
Wayne: <throws the bedroom door open, standing there in his 'skimpies'> hey! <under his breath...> fuck it...
Kevin Neil: <tries to take the keys out of his pocket, is successful and he holds them in his mouth>
Kevin Neil: <runs down the steps to rain's car>
Jimmy Urine: Rain: <runs down the hall in her underwear (sexy moma!)>
Kevin Neil: <gets in and puts jimmy in, wishing daron would hurry>
Jimmy Urine:
Wayne: <of couse, as usual... leans on the door frame with his arms crossed>
Kevin Neil: <gets in the driver's side>
Kevin Neil: daron come on!!
Rain: <flys down the stairs, gun in hand>
Kevin Neil: <starts the car ready to drive>
Kevin Neil: fuck!!!
Kevin Neil: where is the fucker?
Daron: <gets in>
Kevin Neil: there you are
Kevin Neil: <backs out and speeds the car away as fast as he fucking can>
Kevin Neil: rainy's got a gun...rainy's got a gun
Rain: <busts out the complex door aiming her gun>
Kevin Neil: <sssscreeches down the parking lot>
Rain: my car!!!
Rain: <shoots at the backwindow breaking it!)
Kevin Neil: <screeches around a corner after the window breaks> holy shit!
Kevin Neil: <speeds away>
Kevin Neil: <laughs that his escape worked>
Kevin Neil: we don't have time to stop at home, we gotta leave town now....
Daron: <is practically on the floor of the car>
Kevin Neil: woo! i did it!!
Kevin Neil: <is still amazed>
Kevin Neil: <jimmy's sprawled in the back, daron's sitting up front with kevin>
Daron: <climbs back up onto the seat breathing hard, eyes wide>
Kevin Neil: <makes it out of the city limits>
Kevin Neil: <once it gets dark, kevin starts to feel tired>
Kevin Neil: <this is the farthest he's ever driven>
Kevin Neil: <to himself> i don't even know where i'm going...
Jimmy Urine: <is laying on the backseat, breathing more calmly>
Daron: <hasn't spoken a word>
Kevin Neil: <is greatful his wallet is under the seat>
Kevin Neil: <looks at daron> something on your mind?
Daron: <glances at kevin> ...no. well, yeah... but nothing.
Jimmy Urine: <jimmy is still in his undies>
Kevin Neil: <smiles> really...you can say something, i swear i won't kill you
Kevin Neil: <smiles at him>
Kevin Neil: i'm just kidding
Daron: <sighs and stares out the window>
Kevin Neil: <looks back at the road>
Daron: .o0 (i was hoping to never have to see him again...)
Kevin Neil: <glances at the road signs, spotting hotels nearby> oh thank god, i'm so beat.....
Kevin Neil: .o0(litterally)
Kevin Neil: <pulls off the expressway to a hotel close by, one of the nicer ones>
Kevin Neil: <gets out. to daron> i'll be back
Kevin Neil: <walks in and pays for the rooms and returns to the car to park it>
Kevin Neil: <gets out and opens the door to the back seat to take jimmy>
Daron: <gets out too, his hair spilling over his face>
Kevin Neil: <takes jimmy in his arms and carries him in>
Kevin Neil: <shutting his door>
Kevin Neil: <walks inside>
Daron: <follows yawning>
Kevin Neil: <hands daron a key> i got you a suite, is that okay?
Daron: <stares at him for a second> uh... sure...
Kevin Neil: <nods>
Daron: .o0(he will never trust me...)
Daron: <looks at his key... room 216, ssecond floor>
Daron: <looks at jimmy one last time and slowly heads to the stairs>
Kevin Neil: <enters his own room, setting jimmy on the bed>
Daron: <finds his room and enters>
Kevin Neil: .o0(i was hoping i'd never see daron again)
Kevin Neil: .o0(and yet i rescued his ass)
Daron: <lays on the bed staring at the ceiling listening to the AC hum>
Kevin Neil: .o0(and now he's back and it'll fuck everything up again!!!) <growls and pitches a tiny fit>
Kevin Neil: <calms himself>
Kevin Neil: <sighs>
Daron: <sighs turning over onto his side thinking over how much his life has changed in the past few days>
Kevin Neil: <climbs onto the bed next to jimmy, hearing him breathe>
Jimmy Urine: <is dreaming... those scary dreams you have when you are unconcious>
Jimmy Urine: <can't wake up...>
Kevin Neil: <lyes behind him and rests his head on his shoulder>
Daron: <a tear begins to form... he sits up suddenly and wipes it away>
Daron: <gets up and heads to the door shoving the key in his pocket>
Kevin Neil: <begins to fall asleep>
Daron: <goes down the stairs and heads outside>
Daron: <goes around the the backwindow of the car... and climbs in unlocking the door>
Daron: <goes around to the driver's side and opens it kneeling down>
Daron: <pulls the cords down from under the stearing column and sorts the colors>
Daron: <splices the red and blue wires>
Daron: <touches them together, sparks lighing up his hands>
Daron: <touches them a few more times, the the car starts up with a roar>
Daron: <not even smiling about his achevment, reaches into the glove compartment>
Daron: <a gun falls out...>
Daron: <stares at it>
Daron: <picks it up and tucks it away in his belt pulling his shirt down over it, reaches back into the glove compartment pulling out a screw driver>
Daron: <gets out of the car and looks around the parking lot>
Daron: <picks a car that is in the shade and heads over to it>
Daron: <kneels down and unscrews the licence plate>
Daron: <takes the plate and switches it with rain's>
Daron: <heads back to rain's car and proceeds to clean the jagged glass of the back window with his hands>
Daron: <finally, gets in the car and closes the door>
Daron: <looks back up at the hotel>
Daron: <thinks to himself>
Daron:.o0 ( you have a gun now, daron... he has jimmy...)
Daron: would you really want to hurt kevin like that? <asks himself>
Daron: <opens the door>
Daron: <closes the door and heads back toward the hotel, his expression vastly different.>
Daron: <walks through the hall watching the room numbers rise>
Daron: <stops outside kevin's room>
Daron: <moves the gun around to his backside>
Daron: <frowns and lifts his hand to knock on the door>
Daron: <pauses...>
Daron: <lowers his hand>
Daron: <closes his eyes and shakes his head> .o0 (what am i doing?)
Daron: <pulls the gun from his belt and looks at it>
Daron: <turns and heads back to the car feeling very ashamed of his emotions...>
Daron: <gets in the car thinking more>
Daron: <lifts the gun and touches the tip of it to his chin his finger over the trigger>
Daron: .o0 (cold...)
Daron: <closes his eyes and regrips his finger... again... grips again... and again...>
Daron: fuck!! <slams the butt of the gun on the dash, the car still running>
Daron: <yells at himself> i-i can't do it! i can't kill a man... i can't even kill myself!!!
Daron: <slouches down in his seat> <whispers> what did i do to deserve this?
Daron: <kicks the wires loose and the car stops>
Daron: <gets out putting the gun back into his belt and slams the car door shut>
Daron: <heads back to his room, very upset>

(2 p.m. the next afternoon)

Kevin Neil: <yawns and stretches looking at the clock>
Daron: <wakes up ontop of the covers>
Kevin Neil: damn...
Kevin Neil: <rubs his eyes>
Daron: <sits up trying to remember where he's at, feels the gun poke him in the abs>
Kevin Neil: <walks toward the bathroom to take a shower>
Kevin Neil: <takes a glance at jimmy>
Kevin Neil: <walks back up to him>
Kevin Neil: <kneels down on his side and nudges his ear to his chest>
Kevin Neil: <listens, hearing his heart>
Kevin Neil: <sighs>
Kevin Neil: <brushes his hair with his fingers>
Daron: <starts a shower and undresses>
Kevin Neil: <checks jimmy's eyes>
Kevin Neil: <a little dialated>
Kevin Neil: <walks in the bathroom to get a cup of water>
Kevin Neil: <returns with it>
Daron: <gets in the shower, the warm water cleaning off the dry blood from the last few nights>
Kevin Neil: <gets his hand wet and wipes jimmy's face with it, attempting to wake him>
Kevin Neil: <taps jimmy's face with the water>
Kevin Neil: hon, wake up
Daron: <runs his hands through his trail of natural black hair>
Kevin Neil: <puts his ear to jimmy's mouth, hearing him breathe>
Daron: .o0 (i wonder is jimmy's concious yet...?)
Jimmy Urine: <seems more relaxed>
Kevin Neil: <strokes his hair> please...wake up
Jimmy Urine: <his head trauma could be to blame... he still hasn't been able to fully healed from the jump>
Daron: <steps out of the shower and wraps a towel around his tight, tan, body.>
Kevin Neil: <touches his cheek against jimmy's>
Kevin Neil: fuck....
Daron: <feels gross dressing in the same clothes again, but does anyway.>
Daron: .o0( i wonder is kevin is still here..?)
Kevin Neil: <kisses jimmy on he cheek and climbs up, sitting on the bed>
Daron: <sits on the bed grabbing the remote> probably left...
Daron: bastard...
Kevin Neil: .o0(i wonder if daron's still here...)
Kevin Neil: <thinks>
Daron: <turns the tv on, the news is no longer talking about his escape...>
Daron: <it's now trying to link him to a terrorist crime a year before>
Kevin Neil: <nods and gets up, taking the card key and leaving to go to daron's room>
Daron: <glares> .o0 (racist bastards...)
Kevin Neil: <knocks>
Daron: <looks at the door>
Kevin Neil: <stands and waits>
Daron: yeah, what?
Kevin Neil: it's me...
Daron: <is a little surpised, gets up and opens the door>
Kevin Neil: hey...just thought i would check up on you...
Kevin Neil: you alright?
Daron: <gives him a confused look> ...huh?...i'm... fine...
Kevin Neil: <nods>
Kevin Neil: well...jimmy still isn't waking up...but um, i'm gonna keep trying...
Daron: <expression changes> ...oh.
Daron: y-you think he needs a doctor?
Daron: i... could call rikku.
Kevin Neil: <thinks>
Kevin Neil: we're pretty far from home....
Daron: ...i know. but for jimmy...
Daron: .o0 (would rikku even let me explain before hanging up?)
Kevin Neil: <nods> alright....
Kevin Neil: besides...we left home without a change of clothes...
Kevin Neil: or...anything
Daron: <nods and backs away from the door and heads to the phone>
Kevin Neil: we might need to go back and pick up some stuff before actually fleeing....
Daron: <dials rikku's number> i can ask her to bring...eh-hello?
Kevin Neil: <looks>
Daron: rikku...?
Daron: this is... yeah.
Daron: <lowers his voice trying to sound soothing and calming (dead clam)> rikku, listen... i'm sorry for what i said but-
Daron: ... ... ...
Daron: <looks at kevin and lowers the phone from his ear>
Kevin Neil: <stares>
Daron: <sets it back on the receiver>
Kevin Neil: <sighs>
Daron: <places his hand over his mouth and turns away>
Kevin Neil: what is it?
Daron: .o0(bad idea! bad idea! you're just letting yourself get hurt even worse...)
Daron: ...n-nothing.
Kevin Neil: <nods>
Kevin Neil: i'm going back to my room
Kevin Neil: uhm..if you need anything...you know the number....
Daron: <nods not looking at him>
Kevin Neil: <leaves and returns to his room>
Daron: <closes his eyes tight and takes a deep breath>
Daron: .o0 (don't cry over her.... it's not worth it...)
Jimmy Urine: <rolls over, eyes still closed>
Kevin Neil: <walks in, locking the chain, the top lock, then the bottom>
Kevin Neil: <rememebring what happened the last time he was ina hotel>
Jimmy Urine: <sighs lifting his knees up>
Kevin Neil: <takes a quick shower, washing all the blood off, then gets out putting his only clothes back on>
Kevin Neil: <which is a pair of pants>
Jimmy Urine: <is in the fetal position>
Kevin Neil: <feels a little better, walking into the room>
Jimmy Urine: <tucks his chin down frowning, eyes still closed>
Kevin Neil: <sits on the end of the bed>
Kevin Neil: <scrathes his chin>
Jimmy Urine: <sighs again>
Kevin Neil: <looks>
Kevin Neil: jimmy?
Jimmy Urine: <turns his head, eyes still closed>
Kevin Neil: <crawls up to him> are you alright?
Jimmy Urine: <opens his eyes partway>
Kevin Neil: <stares down at him>
Jimmy Urine: <stretches and curls back up closing his eyes again and rubbing them>
Kevin Neil: <smiles, sighing>
Jimmy Urine: <groans and whispers almost inaudibly> my chest hurts...
Kevin Neil: <rubs his head softly> i know..it's okay....
Jimmy Urine: <lifts his head slowly try to sit up, eyes still squinted> w-where am i?
Jimmy Urine: what happened?
Jimmy Urine: <winces in pain and lays back down>
Kevin Neil: i..we escaped fom wayne's apartment...i rushed us out of town
Kevin Neil: i have rain's car
Kevin Neil: .o0(should i tell him daron's here?)
Jimmy Urine: <looks at kevin seeing his cuts from the belt, reaches up and touches his face> you're hurt...
Kevin Neil: <looks down at him, smiling warmly, placing a hand over jimmy's> i'll be okay...
Kevin Neil: it's you i'm worried about..
Jimmy Urine: <closes his eyes and smiles> i can handle myself fine.
Jimmy Urine: i have before.
Daron: <is yelling at the reports on tv>
Kevin Neil: <leans in and kisses his cheek> i know..<chuckles> i know...
Jimmy Urine: <runs his hand down his own chest feeling the laserations> where's my clothes?
Kevin Neil: we ran out...there wasn't time to get any clothes
Kevin Neil: i was thinking we should go back and get some stuff and then leave....
Jimmy Urine: <forces himself into a sitting position ignoring the pain>
Kevin Neil: no one knows when we'd ever be back...
Jimmy Urine: i-i don't want to go back there...
Kevin Neil: <nods>
Kevin Neil: then we won't
Jimmy Urine: <hugs his bruised and cracked ribs>
Kevin Neil: i'll have to go buy you some clothes>
Jimmy Urine: <curls his lip thinking, his missing canine visable>
Kevin Neil: .o0(should i call a taxi or something? have daron and us go our seperate ways?)
Kevin Neil: .o0(i don't want him to tag along)
Kevin Neil: <thinks>
Jimmy Urine: so... no one knows we're here?
Kevin Neil: <looks at him> no not really...
Jimmy Urine: not really?
Kevin Neil: we just fled, no one knows where
Jimmy Urine: <looks at the gashes on his own knees> oh.
Daron: <turns off the tv and glances at the gun on the floor next to the bed>
Kevin Neil: well .o0(dammit!!) daron...<growls> is here too......
Kevin Neil: <grits his teeth>
Jimmy Urine: <eyes widen and looks up at kevin> what?
Kevin Neil: <stares at the wall>
Jimmy Urine: d'you say, daron?
Kevin Neil: <nods, closing his eyes>
Kevin Neil: yeah,.....
Jimmy Urine: ...how? i mean, why? where did he...? i mean...
Kevin Neil: he was in wayne's apartment
Jimmy Urine: <cocks a brow> why there?
Kevin Neil: ....he wanted a loan from rain, but wayne found him and kept him there...
Kevin Neil: <thinks about the taxi idea> .o0(nah he'd hate me...)
Kevin Neil: <shrugs>
Jimmy Urine: <looks at the door> huh... why would wayne care about daron anyway? or not care, i should say...
Kevin Neil: <shrugs>
Kevin Neil: .o0(it's like some mysterious force that likes to torture me keeps sending him back!!!)
Jimmy Urine: <half smiles, looking at kevin> where is daron? did he sleep in that bed? <points to the made bed on the other side of the room>
Kevin Neil: <grits his teeth again> no.........
Kevin Neil: .o0(i actually wish he would have left....)
Jimmy Urine: <smiles fades> oh. where is he then?
Kevin Neil: he's in another room
Jimmy Urine: <thinks> oh...ookay.
Jimmy Urine: <rubs his stomach> i'm kinda hungry...
Kevin Neil: <flops on his back>
Kevin Neil: do you want me to go get something?
Jimmy Urine: <looks at him> if you want to. <slides off the bed> but i am capable of walking...
Kevin Neil: hon, you're in your undies!
Jimmy Urine: <takes a few limpy steps, looks down at his attire>
Jimmy Urine: oh, so i am... i seem to forget that a lot.
Kevin Neil: <shakes his head and smiles>
Jimmy Urine: <sits back down on the bed groaning in pain>
Kevin Neil: well i'll go get something...
Kevin Neil: .o0(...daron = parasite.....)
Kevin Neil: <hears his own tummy rumble>
Jimmy Urine: <rubs his eyes>
Jimmy Urine: <stands again>
Kevin Neil: well i'm gonna go get some food...o0(did i say that already? pay attention!)
Jimmy Urine: i gotta piss like i havn't pissed in a few years...
Kevin Neil: <walks to the door, looking back at jimmy> you sure you're alright?
Jimmy Urine: <nods>
Jimmy Urine: i'm not going anywhere, i don't even know where i am.
Kevin Neil: okay...be back in a few
Jimmy Urine: <giggles and goes into the bathroom not even shutting the door>
Kevin Neil: <unlocks all the locks, stepping out and shutting the door>
Jimmy Urine: <pisses>
Kevin Neil: <walks past daron's door>
Kevin Neil: <thinks>
Kevin Neil: <knocks>
Daron: <looks up>
Daron: <sighs and stands and walks to the door>
Daron: <opens it> yeah?
Kevin Neil: hey daron, you hungry?
Daron: <stares> uh... a little.
Kevin Neil: you wanna come with me to get some food?
Daron: <thinks... a bit confused> sssssure...
Kevin Neil: <looks at him> something wrong?
Daron: nope...
Kevin Neil: <nods> okay...come on...oh by the way..jimmy's awake
Daron: <pulls his mohawk of hair back and to the side wishing he still had his hat> ..oh. that's... great.
Kevin Neil: <nods> yeah, i think he'll be okay....
Daron: <nods>
Kevin Neil: <rides the elevator down to the 1st floor, then goes into the parking lot>
Kevin Neil: <misses his trenchcoat with the rose on it...a lot>
Kevin Neil: <gets in the car seeing the wires pulled>
Kevin Neil: <stares, squinting>
Kevin Neil: <looks at daron>
Daron: <looks at kevin> s'wrong?
Kevin Neil: <shakes his head> nothing....
Kevin Neil: <shuts his door>
Kevin Neil: <starts the car and drives to...uh...an arby's>
Kevin Neil: <gets himself his favorite sandwich, and a bunch of those beef and cheddar sandwiches and a bunch of fries>
Daron: <yawns thinking>
Kevin Neil: <looks at daron>
Kevin Neil: what do you want?
Daron: uh... anything chicken and a frozen coke.
Kevin Neil: <shrugs and oreders some chicken strips and a frozen coke>
Kevin Neil: <takes it all back to the hotel>
Kevin Neil: <sips on a coke as he walks back to the room>
Daron: .o0 (i bet i know why he made me come with him...)
Kevin Neil: <hands daron his food> here...unless...you want to come eat with us...
Daron: <follows with his frozen coke in hand. hasn't eaten in a few days... the coke tastes so good>
Kevin Neil: <steps in the room>
Daron: <shakes his head and takes his food> that's fine.
Kevin Neil: you sure?
Daron: <walks away> yeah...
Kevin Neil: <nods> okay
Kevin Neil: <shuts the door>
Kevin Neil: <sets the food down> here babe...
Kevin Neil: i wasn't sure what you wanted, so...i got a little of everything
Jimmy Urine: <heard daron's voice, takes the food> yey! ...did you take daron with you?
Kevin Neil: <nods> yeah....
Kevin Neil: <reaches for his sandwich, unwrapping it and munches it>
Kevin Neil: <moans in satisfaction of the taste>
Jimmy Urine: <eats quietly, his jaw sore still> .o0 (i bet... daron doesn't want to see me...)
Kevin Neil: <sits on the bed and eats, turning the TV on>
Kevin Neil: <switches it to the news>
Jimmy Urine: <lays back after finishing a sandwich and relaxes>
Jimmy Urine: <watches the tv>
Kevin Neil: <still eats his huge sandwich>
Kevin Neil: <gets mayo on his chest> woo, it's cold...<wipes it off and sucks it off of his finger>
Kevin Neil: <licks his lips> tasty
Jimmy Urine: <groans> are they still talking about that taliban and alkida shit?
Kevin Neil: <nods....in a mouthful> yeah i think so...
Kevin Neil: they won't quit for awhile..
Jimmy Urine: <grunts> damn muslums...
Kevin Neil: <crunches in his sandwich more>
Jimmy Urine: <smiles, his missing tooth again> i'm not racist...
Kevin Neil: <finishes his sandwich and tosses the wrapper away>
Kevin Neil: you need clothes, hon.....
Jimmy Urine: i know...
Kevin Neil: <is full>
Kevin Neil: <leans back on his side>
Jimmy Urine: hey, i'm half middle-eastern, you know that?
Jimmy Urine: <smiles>
Kevin Neil: <stares at him>
Jimmy Urine: i'm scary that way
Jimmy Urine: i'm just playin...
Jimmy Urine: but i am.
Kevin Neil: <chuckles>
Jimmy Urine: <eats some fries, seems to have the mentality of a 7 year old>
Kevin Neil: <lyes on his back, propping his knees up>
Daron: <lays across his bed writing on the memo pad>
Kevin Neil: <sighs, watching the television, even though he pays very little interest>
Daron: <is writing single words>
Daron: <writes- ripped, divided, killed, alone, confused, lost, longing, lustful, glutonous...>
Daron: <flips the page and draws a music scale>
Kevin Neil: <pretends to be interested in the tv>
Kevin Neil: <instead he's thinking>
Daron: <sketches down some riffs>
Kevin Neil: <hears a ring> shit!! <jumps, holding his chest. reaches in his pocket for his cell>
Daron: <wishes he was at home, safe, and free...>
Kevin Neil: fuckin a....
Daron: <wishes he had his guitar... one of the few things that make him feel good>
Jimmy Urine: <looks at the old phone on the table>
Kevin Neil:<opens his cell, looking at the caller ID> shit...<it was hank>
Jimmy Urine: <looks at kevin's cell>
Jimmy Urine: damn that was loud. i thought it was the- hank?
Kevin Neil: <looks at jimmy> should i answer it?
Jimmy Urine: uh... go ahead, if you want to.
Kevin Neil: <stares at it, then answers it>
Kevin Neil: what do you want?
Jimmy Urine: <listens>
Kevin Neil: yeah...i'm fine...how are...you?
Kevin Neil: oh....i-...i'm sorry....
Kevin Neil: <rubs the back of his head>
Daron: <sits on his made bed indian style humming...>
Kevin Neil: no...i'm not home i'm...uh...out of town
Kevin Neil: .o0(hell i don't even know where i'm at)
Kevin Neil: just doing some stuff...
Jimmy Urine: .o0 (idiot doesn't even know that i'm with kevin...)
Kevin Neil: someone called?
Kevin Neil: yeah....
Kevin Neil: well...i'm sure it wasn't jimmy....
Kevin Neil: .o0(i know it wasn't!)
Kevin Neil: are you sure he's really worth...<lowers his voice> a million dollars?
Kevin Neil: in cash??
Kevin Neil: <looks at jimmy>
Kevin Neil: well...yeah of course i think he's worth that much to me, but not to have him killed!!
Kevin Neil: you're pretty desperate
Kevin Neil: no...i haven't seen him...at all...i'm really worried...
Kevin Neil: well yeah!!
Daron: <sings improv lyrics>  grab a brush and put on a little make up...hide the scars to fade away the shakeup... <falls back on his bed bored>
Jimmy Urine: <chews on fries>
Daron: <groans rubbing his eyes> wake up...
Kevin Neil: <look i can't talk  now, i'm a little preoccupied...no...no i'm not fucking someone....
Kevin Neil: <rolls his eyes>
Jimmy Urine: <rolls his eyes>
Kevin Neil: look i gotta go...okay...buh bye now...uh huh, yeah whatever you too, just..bye! <flaps it closed>
Kevin Neil: <growls>
Jimmy Urine: <stares>
Kevin Neil: <slips it back in his pocket>
Kevin Neil: god he's annoying.....
Jimmy Urine: <nods>
Kevin Neil: <leans against jimmy>
Daron: <sings in a low tone> do you ever get stuck in the sky... when you're high...?
Daron: <turns over onto his side>
Daron: <can hear the people in the room next to his laughing>
Jimmy Urine: <looks at kevin> so, what are we doing next?
Jimmy Urine: we can't hide out here forever...
Kevin Neil: <thinks> i'm not sure...
Kevin Neil: i haven't thought it all out yet
Kevin Neil: what do you think we should do?