Day 265 - Friday, September 12th

[papalobo]

[A Chinese man who is definitely a mature adult and not a teenager checks in to the Hyatt, one of their more exclusive rooms, along with his half-white half brother who is also certainly not a teenager and most definitely not the notorious gang leader wanted on suspicion of a September 11th New York City bombing in retaliation for an angry rogue sect of anti-American zealots.

The entire suite floor has been rented out, and it requires a special key card in the elevator and on the stairs to enter that floor. But they can rent one of the still very luxe rooms directly beneath.

A familiar white limo is in the car garage, though the opportunity to gawk or investigate is slim, between the security cameras and live guards.

There's still no contact from Max, but the Department of Homeland Security has become involved, and has begun to enter Ash's territory with intent to arrest any known figures within his gang to bring in for questioning.]

Day 284, Wednesday, Oct 1st

Comments

[jadedlynx]

Did she specify hot?

[ He slides over to the passenger seat; Max likes to drive, especially in run-down trucks. ]

[papalobo]

[His eyes light up at the opening, without realizing it's anything other than Ash just not liking to drive run-down trucks. He heads into the seat like a kid bribed with candy.]

Yeah, she figured if an ugly person wanted me, they could have me.

[jadedlynx]

[ It's an offering to Max, but it's all the better if Max doesn't realize as much. ]

Why the discrimination?

[papalobo]

Guess she figured ugly people need a break now and then.

[jadedlynx]

Sounds pretty bias to me. Maybe she just knew you'd go with the hot ones.

[papalobo]

That makes me sound biased.

[jadedlynx]

You are.

[ Most people are. ]

[papalobo]

I did just get in the car with a hot one...

[jadedlynx]

Get in the car? You're driving me around now.

[papalobo]

So you got in the car with the hot one.

[jadedlynx]

I got you in a car, and then made you do all the work.

[papalobo]

Not my fault you're into men who take charge and control, is it?

[Instead of home, his aim seems to be into the city.]

[jadedlynx]

[ The city has more hot dogs than home. It's a wise choice. ]

Is that what I'm into?

[papalobo]

Must be, you got me into the car to drive. Always wanted to ride shotgun with a guy fresh outtah the joint, huh?

[jadedlynx]

Never was one of my goals, and if it was, I'd have checked it off my list two years ago.

[papalobo]

Such a good time you wanted to relive it.

[jadedlynx]

I wanted to strangle you 10 minutes into the trip.

[papalobo]

I made it that long?

[jadedlynx]

It took that long for me to listen to you.

[papalobo]

Wanna strangle me yet?

[jadedlynx]

You're not singing yet. I'm become desensitized to the rest.

[ This is nice. It feels almost normal. How long will it last? ]

[papalobo]

I might hold onto that one, then. Wouldn't want you getting numb to it too.

[jadedlynx]

I promised myself I'd give into the urge next time so do it at your own risk.

[papalobo]

[A sidelong glance.]

[jadedlynx]

[ There's no smile. Maybe he's serious. ]