08-06-2009, 04:50 PM
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His resolve had gone and he had rushed to the city to find his favorite poison. Haven had gone to his old dive bar and collected as many bottles as he could safely carry and then went to find a place to stay for the evening. He didn't want to go home and have the pack see him this way, but he wasn't going to stay in the bar either. The bar held all his old demons and if he wasn't careful they would drag him further down. So he would find someplace new. Some other place to drown his sorrows. As he walked he undid the top of one of the rum bottles and poured some of the spiced alcohol down his throat. That welcome, warm sensation flowed through him and for the first time in days a smile was on his face.
The hybrid's search for a suitable spot continued and he was already onto his second bottle and feeling good and tipsy. Not paying close enough attention to the path in front of him he tripped over a piece of concrete and nearly dropped his bottles to be dashed on the pavement. "Whoa..." he said as he righted himself. Hmmm, he better find someplace soon. His coordination was faltering and he didn't want to lose what he had brought with him. Dulled jade eyes searched around his immediate surrounds and saw a nice little house overlooking the bay. That looked like it would do nicely. He quickly drained the last of the second bottle and stumbled into the abandoned house.
Haven walked through the kitchen and living area and back into the master bedroom. Wow, this was a pretty nice place. There was a large fireplace and a picture window facing the water. Most importantly though, there was a nice, big bed. Grinning, and drunk now, have placed the rest of his bottles on the floor and walked over to the fireplace. How lucky! There was already some wood in there. He reached for a bottle and took a swig before dumping a little over the fuel. To the side on a table there was a pack of matches and he lit one and threw it in. Heat washed his face as large flames rose up and bathed the bedroom in light. Yes, this was a nice place. Very nice indeed. Pleased with himself Haven took the bottle of rum and fell back onto the bed, taking another drink.
His resolve had gone and he had rushed to the city to find his favorite poison. Haven had gone to his old dive bar and collected as many bottles as he could safely carry and then went to find a place to stay for the evening. He didn't want to go home and have the pack see him this way, but he wasn't going to stay in the bar either. The bar held all his old demons and if he wasn't careful they would drag him further down. So he would find someplace new. Some other place to drown his sorrows. As he walked he undid the top of one of the rum bottles and poured some of the spiced alcohol down his throat. That welcome, warm sensation flowed through him and for the first time in days a smile was on his face.
The hybrid's search for a suitable spot continued and he was already onto his second bottle and feeling good and tipsy. Not paying close enough attention to the path in front of him he tripped over a piece of concrete and nearly dropped his bottles to be dashed on the pavement. "Whoa..." he said as he righted himself. Hmmm, he better find someplace soon. His coordination was faltering and he didn't want to lose what he had brought with him. Dulled jade eyes searched around his immediate surrounds and saw a nice little house overlooking the bay. That looked like it would do nicely. He quickly drained the last of the second bottle and stumbled into the abandoned house.
Haven walked through the kitchen and living area and back into the master bedroom. Wow, this was a pretty nice place. There was a large fireplace and a picture window facing the water. Most importantly though, there was a nice, big bed. Grinning, and drunk now, have placed the rest of his bottles on the floor and walked over to the fireplace. How lucky! There was already some wood in there. He reached for a bottle and took a swig before dumping a little over the fuel. To the side on a table there was a pack of matches and he lit one and threw it in. Heat washed his face as large flames rose up and bathed the bedroom in light. Yes, this was a nice place. Very nice indeed. Pleased with himself Haven took the bottle of rum and fell back onto the bed, taking another drink.