Resurrection and Revenge
Breaking Out Crabtree (Part 2)
09:00
After some time of walking around and observing the green yard filled with all sorts of inmates whether sitting on the benches, working out or simply playing ball, Crabtree began taking interest in the large prison itself – the so called unbreakable wall of the place. "What's over there?" he asked, nodding towards the separated part of the building.
"Infirmary." Lightning up a cigarette, Aaron nodded towards two approaching guys, while Crabtree took his time looking at the large electrical wires connecting the top of building's secluded windows and walls.
"Hey man!" A white haired man and a pale-eyed brown haired man gave their quick questioning approaches as they looked at Crabtree. The two shook hands with Aaron in habitually 'buddy' manner. "Who's the new guy?"
Crabtree's eye skipped a twitched at a familiar remark and he finally turned his attention to the two peers staring at him and his figure.
"My new roommate…," Aaron looked at Crabtree and gestured towards his two friends, as he took a drug from his cigar. "These two guys are Peterson and Sanchez. Meet the acquaintance."
"Hmph! Man, you lazy fool, you always get the best luck in this dump!" jokingly whined the one who was known as Sanchez, before giving Crabtree a fanged smirk. "What's your name, dude?"
Crabtree frowned and looked the man up and down. "…It's Crabtree."
"Crabtree, huh?" the other, Peterson’s eyes ran over Crabtree more absorbingly.
"Such a strange name for a boy…yet so very extraordinary." Someone suddenly said from the side.
Crabtree turned around and looked up at a pale bald-headed man walking over to them with a small company for the effect. Aaron’s eyes reddened with anger, as he saw the man.
"What'd you want, Romo?" Aaron coldly asked.
"Easy Herny. Wouldn't want to start a fight out on a bright day now would we? Don't take it too personal, but I have not came to chat with the likes of you." The man pushed round spectacles up his straight nose, as he looked back at Crabtree and grinned. "…but to the 'purely unmarked' new crew member himself.”
Crabtree and “Romo” talked for a bit, before everyone had to part ways.
21:25
Looking around the area and making sure that he was in a more isolated and mainly secure place than others, further from any other late person or pervert taking a shower, Crabtree placed his towel and belongings to the side and grabbed his soap. Turning the shower handles on, he gasped in delight at the smooth water washing away his 'sins' and quickly began scrubbing himself from any signs of dirt. Brushing his hair clean, he cursed as his soap suddenly slipped through fingers and slid to the side.
"Shit," cursing, Crabtree reached out to grab it but nearly jumped as someone else's hand reached for it and picked it up instead.
Looking up, eyes travelling involuntarily through lean, well-built, muscular body standing in front, Crabtree's eyes lightly widened as they met deep dark coal enlightened with red shadow.
"…aaa…" unsure what to say, Crabtree's mouth slightly agape.
Straightening up to his full height, which to Crabtree's disinclination was once again taller than him, the man’s eyes slowly went over Crabtree's own body before stopping back to his eyes. A sly smirk suddenly appeared to which Crabtree replied with a glare.
"Something I can help you with?"
At the black man's heated hiss, the other man's smirk widened. "You dropped something." he replied in calm, smooth voice, holding out Crabtree's soap between his long fingers.
Looking suspiciously at the smug-one, Crabtree quickly reached out for his item, "…yea…thanks." he said, yet came out empty-handed as the man's elbow suddenly bent and he pulled the soap out of his reach, making Crabtree slightly stumbled closer to him and nearly slip under the wet floor if the man hadn't caught him.
Amused, the said man chuckled, "Careful. This place tends to be rather…unstable."
Growling at the comment and blushing, Crabtree freed himself from the wandering hands wrapped up around him and quickly snatched the soap away before turning away. Grabbing his towel, he quickly tied it around his waist and took the rest of his stuff with before huffing and marching out of the showers.
Watching the boy leave in a hurry, the amused man shook his head, remembering that nice tint of pink on those strangely scarred yet delectable cheeks. "Michael Crabtree, huh…" '…Sounds familiar.' Frowning to his own thoughts, the man turned off the shower handle the boy forgot in his haste and looked to the side as something glittering suddenly caught his eye.
A light-blue crystal gem sparkled on the top of the moist counter where the boy had previously left his belongings…and unknowingly seemed to have forgotten something very precious. Smirking, the man picked the strange-shaped treasure by its black string and placed it in his hand. Well-well…seems that his next encounter with the being shall be much more sooner than he had anticipated.
03:20
Groaning, twitching, tossing and turning, Aaron finally gave out a loudly disapproving cry of 'urgh' and turned onto his stomach, glaring daggers through his sleep-blurry eyes at the figure of his loud cellmate by the sink. "AGAIN?"
"Will you give me at least one decent night of sleep already?" Aaron rubbed his eyes. "What a Hell are you doing there anyways?"
"Nothing," Crabtree quickly turned around and whipped a trail of sweat from his forehead and gazed at his cellmate.
Looking the apparently exhausted blond up and down, Aaron's eyes narrowed. "What's wrong with you? You alright?"
"Fine. Why?"
"Besides the sweat and your constant night walking?"
"Man…this has become rather frequent; no normal person has so much natural needs during the nights. Are you a diabetic or something?"
Forcing his frown away and grinning sheepishly, Crabtree replied in relief as the 'slacker' just gave him a pretty good getaway excuse. "Y-yea…I guess you could almost say that."
Blinking at the answer in a moment of silence, Aaron sighed and rolled over, "That's it. I'm taking you to the doctor in the morning." 'Otherwise I'm gonna be the one ending up in there. Goodness, I'm sooo tired.'
Blinking, Crabtree's frown quickly reappeared and he hissed silently, "Gee…thanks, Herny. You're a true friend."
"Mhmm…" murmuring in half-sleep, Aaron hugged his pillow back and soon began to lightly snore.
'Great…that's all I need now.' Brushing his sweaty, dirty hands against his night-pants, Crabtree glared at Aaron. Walking back to his bed, he slipped under the covers. '…this is taking way longer than I had hoped.'
After some time of walking around and observing the green yard filled with all sorts of inmates whether sitting on the benches, working out or simply playing ball, Crabtree began taking interest in the large prison itself – the so called unbreakable wall of the place. "What's over there?" he asked, nodding towards the separated part of the building.
"Infirmary." Lightning up a cigarette, Aaron nodded towards two approaching guys, while Crabtree took his time looking at the large electrical wires connecting the top of building's secluded windows and walls.
"Hey man!" A white haired man and a pale-eyed brown haired man gave their quick questioning approaches as they looked at Crabtree. The two shook hands with Aaron in habitually 'buddy' manner. "Who's the new guy?"
Crabtree's eye skipped a twitched at a familiar remark and he finally turned his attention to the two peers staring at him and his figure.
"My new roommate…," Aaron looked at Crabtree and gestured towards his two friends, as he took a drug from his cigar. "These two guys are Peterson and Sanchez. Meet the acquaintance."
"Hmph! Man, you lazy fool, you always get the best luck in this dump!" jokingly whined the one who was known as Sanchez, before giving Crabtree a fanged smirk. "What's your name, dude?"
Crabtree frowned and looked the man up and down. "…It's Crabtree."
"Crabtree, huh?" the other, Peterson’s eyes ran over Crabtree more absorbingly.
"Such a strange name for a boy…yet so very extraordinary." Someone suddenly said from the side.
Crabtree turned around and looked up at a pale bald-headed man walking over to them with a small company for the effect. Aaron’s eyes reddened with anger, as he saw the man.
"What'd you want, Romo?" Aaron coldly asked.
"Easy Herny. Wouldn't want to start a fight out on a bright day now would we? Don't take it too personal, but I have not came to chat with the likes of you." The man pushed round spectacles up his straight nose, as he looked back at Crabtree and grinned. "…but to the 'purely unmarked' new crew member himself.”
Crabtree and “Romo” talked for a bit, before everyone had to part ways.
21:25
Looking around the area and making sure that he was in a more isolated and mainly secure place than others, further from any other late person or pervert taking a shower, Crabtree placed his towel and belongings to the side and grabbed his soap. Turning the shower handles on, he gasped in delight at the smooth water washing away his 'sins' and quickly began scrubbing himself from any signs of dirt. Brushing his hair clean, he cursed as his soap suddenly slipped through fingers and slid to the side.
"Shit," cursing, Crabtree reached out to grab it but nearly jumped as someone else's hand reached for it and picked it up instead.
Looking up, eyes travelling involuntarily through lean, well-built, muscular body standing in front, Crabtree's eyes lightly widened as they met deep dark coal enlightened with red shadow.
"…aaa…" unsure what to say, Crabtree's mouth slightly agape.
Straightening up to his full height, which to Crabtree's disinclination was once again taller than him, the man’s eyes slowly went over Crabtree's own body before stopping back to his eyes. A sly smirk suddenly appeared to which Crabtree replied with a glare.
"Something I can help you with?"
At the black man's heated hiss, the other man's smirk widened. "You dropped something." he replied in calm, smooth voice, holding out Crabtree's soap between his long fingers.
Looking suspiciously at the smug-one, Crabtree quickly reached out for his item, "…yea…thanks." he said, yet came out empty-handed as the man's elbow suddenly bent and he pulled the soap out of his reach, making Crabtree slightly stumbled closer to him and nearly slip under the wet floor if the man hadn't caught him.
Amused, the said man chuckled, "Careful. This place tends to be rather…unstable."
Growling at the comment and blushing, Crabtree freed himself from the wandering hands wrapped up around him and quickly snatched the soap away before turning away. Grabbing his towel, he quickly tied it around his waist and took the rest of his stuff with before huffing and marching out of the showers.
Watching the boy leave in a hurry, the amused man shook his head, remembering that nice tint of pink on those strangely scarred yet delectable cheeks. "Michael Crabtree, huh…" '…Sounds familiar.' Frowning to his own thoughts, the man turned off the shower handle the boy forgot in his haste and looked to the side as something glittering suddenly caught his eye.
A light-blue crystal gem sparkled on the top of the moist counter where the boy had previously left his belongings…and unknowingly seemed to have forgotten something very precious. Smirking, the man picked the strange-shaped treasure by its black string and placed it in his hand. Well-well…seems that his next encounter with the being shall be much more sooner than he had anticipated.
03:20
Groaning, twitching, tossing and turning, Aaron finally gave out a loudly disapproving cry of 'urgh' and turned onto his stomach, glaring daggers through his sleep-blurry eyes at the figure of his loud cellmate by the sink. "AGAIN?"
"Will you give me at least one decent night of sleep already?" Aaron rubbed his eyes. "What a Hell are you doing there anyways?"
"Nothing," Crabtree quickly turned around and whipped a trail of sweat from his forehead and gazed at his cellmate.
Looking the apparently exhausted blond up and down, Aaron's eyes narrowed. "What's wrong with you? You alright?"
"Fine. Why?"
"Besides the sweat and your constant night walking?"
"Man…this has become rather frequent; no normal person has so much natural needs during the nights. Are you a diabetic or something?"
Forcing his frown away and grinning sheepishly, Crabtree replied in relief as the 'slacker' just gave him a pretty good getaway excuse. "Y-yea…I guess you could almost say that."
Blinking at the answer in a moment of silence, Aaron sighed and rolled over, "That's it. I'm taking you to the doctor in the morning." 'Otherwise I'm gonna be the one ending up in there. Goodness, I'm sooo tired.'
Blinking, Crabtree's frown quickly reappeared and he hissed silently, "Gee…thanks, Herny. You're a true friend."
"Mhmm…" murmuring in half-sleep, Aaron hugged his pillow back and soon began to lightly snore.
'Great…that's all I need now.' Brushing his sweaty, dirty hands against his night-pants, Crabtree glared at Aaron. Walking back to his bed, he slipped under the covers. '…this is taking way longer than I had hoped.'
Notes
I do apologize for this....and yeah, I put Romo in it too! Not sure how that's going to go down with some people. Sorry, just not a Romo person.
Next up: Is that...? Is that...? Oh man...it is! It's Avery!!!! The Blood Brothers are back to torment the poor shaggy blond Blackhawk :(
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Kari and Bacon lost :((( Oh well for helping out the Sharks :P
Okay! :)
1/21/15