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Post by Cade/Will/Tess/Troy on Mar 8, 2013 19:47:24 GMT -5
She had left Vegas behind for now, heading off to the west coast for some time.
Tess hoped that after that damned woman had slept with her that she had given her an STD. That would be the best thing to come out of it, assuming she actually had one. She hoped she didn't, but if she did, that would have been great.
She came out of the building she had gone into, holding a bag of pills in her hand. She shoved it into her pocket and kept walking.
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Post by Jean Havoc on Mar 17, 2013 15:42:35 GMT -5
Jean whistled as he crossed the street after he carefully looked both ways.
After encountering that clumsy archeologist, Jean worked hard in boosting his confidence when it came to women. Not only was he sure that he could make actual eye contact with them, but that he could actually ask one out.
So the woman hunt had officially began. He scanned the crowd ahead for any potential prey only for a car to swerve in an attempt to not him and hit another car instead.
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Post by Cade/Will/Tess/Troy on Mar 17, 2013 16:13:45 GMT -5
Tess had been about to cross at the same time, going in his direction, when that swerve caused her to move back to avoid any potential problems of being hit. In that movement, the bag fell out of her pocket and escaped her notice.
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Post by Jean Havoc on Mar 19, 2013 13:31:02 GMT -5
"Are you a freaking idiot?!" yelled the owner of the first car who didn't seem to be injured in anywhere but his pride.
"You're gonna pay for this!" yellwed the owner of the second car, who seemed to be a little shaken up.
They weren't yelling at each other of course - rather they were yelling at the walking disaster that had caused the wreck in the first place - Jean.
"Now, now. Calm down genltlemen," said Jean slowly backing away, "I'm sure we can come to some sort of understanding here.."
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Post by Cade/Will/Tess/Troy on Mar 19, 2013 18:18:46 GMT -5
She looked to Jean, smiling in amusement at this turn of events. Felt a little bad for him, though.
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Post by Jean Havoc on Mar 20, 2013 22:31:33 GMT -5
"Hey i recoqnize you!" said the first angered owner, a short balding man in his late thirties.
"Please don't..." Jean mumbled.
"You're that reporter on tv!" he snapped his finger, "The one who fell in horse shit right on national television!"
"That was you?!" laughed the second owner, a taller black man with a shaved head, "I'm still laughing about that!"
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Post by Cade/Will/Tess/Troy on Mar 20, 2013 22:31:59 GMT -5
Tess smirked. Well, that sounded rather amusing.
"I'd like to see that," she said.
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Post by Jean Havoc on Mar 20, 2013 22:33:44 GMT -5
"It's all over the internet..." sighed Jean before turning his head and noticing the young woman smiling at him, "Well hello."
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Post by Cade/Will/Tess/Troy on Mar 20, 2013 22:34:29 GMT -5
"What's your name, then?" she asked, "Or would I be able to just search 'news anchor horse shit' and find it?"
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Post by Jean Havoc on Mar 20, 2013 22:35:26 GMT -5
"Jean Havoc," he said, "Adding that to the search will make it that much easier."
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Post by Cade/Will/Tess/Troy on Mar 20, 2013 22:36:42 GMT -5
"Maybe I shouldn't watch it," she said absently.
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Post by Jean Havoc on Mar 20, 2013 22:38:19 GMT -5
"I'd appreciate it if you didn't."
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Post by Cade/Will/Tess/Troy on Mar 20, 2013 22:38:50 GMT -5
"I don't think you'd look as handsome covered in shit," she said.
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Post by Jean Havoc on Mar 20, 2013 22:41:46 GMT -5
He took a deep breath and just went for it, "Hey..you wanna get a drink sometime?"
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Post by Cade/Will/Tess/Troy on Mar 20, 2013 22:42:52 GMT -5
"I don't think I can say no to that accent," she said.
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