Breathe For Me, Don't Wake Me From This Slumber

Mars Bartholomew Russo · 06-13-2011, 08:51 PM

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OOC: +5

Bartholomew had not cared when the woman had told him that Mars did the best he could when deciding where they were living. Bartholomew would have picked a better place, that was all he was saying. Mars didn't pick the shittyst place on the block, it was just still pretty shitty to him. He did not speak of the matter and he walked out.
Bartholomew had reached into Mars' pockets and found exactly what he wanted. A cigarette case that had cigarettes in them. He opened it and took one out. He did not take one out for Krystalle, because for all he knew, she did not smoke. He'd seen her take a puff from his once or twice trying to be sexy for him, but never had he had to give her a whole cigarette for herself. He was an avid smoker so he almost always had one in his mouth (this is Bartholomew we are talking about, don't forget) when he was out in the open. Bart had taken the lighter that was in the other pocket of Mars' leather jacket and he had flicked the spark and made flame and he took the flame to the end of the cigarette and he inhaled the smoke. He returned the case and lighter back to Mars' pockets and he had walked over to Vox. He leveled his head to the steed's back and he put one hand on Vox's shoulders, and then the other on his rump and then he hoisted himself up onto the steed's back. He took Vox by the reigns and turned him towards Senorita for a moment to see if Krystalle was coming. She did go to her horse and mount it as well, painfully it looked and he almost wished he would have been able to help her. Bartholomew figured that they would keep this trip slow, so their children would not get shaken baby syndrome.

The two traveled along Bartholomew having to navigate through the smell of Mars on plants and the air that he had once been in before when he was Mars. Bartholomew knew not of how to get Mars to resurface, so he was stuck as him until Mars grew balls again and wanted to be out in the open. They followed it along to a town by the name of Berwick, and once they had found the residential district, Bartholomew had a much easier time finding which they would be going to. It was the nicest house on the block, rather big, with a big yard and only a few windows were busted in, and only a few shingles missing. The yard itself was rather beautiful because it had pretty wild flowers growing in it. Mars must have thought this place was nice because of the puppies being able to frolic out in the field. It even had it's own broken fence going around it. Bartholomew verified it was the house by the smell of Mars' urine on the fence posts. Dis is'a it. the man spoke to his companion, hoping that she would approve of the place deep down inside, though the Bartholomew frontier could have cared less.

Bartholomew dismounted his steed and then he trotted over to the side of Krystalle's and he offered to help her dismount. Come looks inside with meh. the man told her, holding his hands out to help her get down.

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