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Arrival. [Intro thread, Open]
« Jul 2, 2009 16:24:29 GMT -6 » 		Quote
The steady hum of the bus' engine rolled in his ears as he leaned his head against the window, his eyes idle as they looked out at the moving roadside...Shifting slightly, Will found it near impossible to adjust to the small seats with his massive form, but for the sake of not having to walk the rest of the way through California, he'd simply groaned and dealt with it.

'I think I might have to beat the shite out of someone if this wanker beside me doesn't stop snoring....'

Scowling as he closed his eyes again, he let the steady thrum of the vehicle lull his annoyance as he settled in for the remainder of the journey, only to be disturbed by his cell phone ringing. Furrowing his brow, he plucked the small device from his coat pocket and flipped it open with a baritone grunt.

"Hello." he stated sharply, waiting for a response from the other end of the line.

He cracked a grin when he realised who was on the other end. "Alright, Seth?" he added as he listened to the other lad fill him in on what had happened properly, inserting a few expected comments to make it clear he'd not fallen asleep or something, though when Seth summarised it his lips pulled back in a clear grin of amusement.

"Aye, sounds lik' a right auld time tae me....It's a shame, ah could've seen a decent set o' tits fir a change..."

He nodded to himself as the conversation drew to a close, and with an affirmation that he'd be at the required place, he closed over his phone when the call ended. He mused over the apparent turn of events and considered it a touch more convenient that he would arrive in a few hours. The two days of driving in this damned bus had been absolute hell for the behemoth Irishman, and he was desperately looking forward to an actual -bed-. Drop his bag off somewhere, find a liquor store, then get pissed and look for a fight.

'Just like oooold times...'

Several Hours Later

With his bag stuck in the motel room he'd found after getting off the bus, Will had set about finding himself some entertainment in this piss-poor town. The first stop had been a liquor store, where he'd rather easily procured a bottle of vodka. Then again, the sight of the massive Irishman walking into the store probably set the clerk into fear enough that he'd rather just serve the vicious looking teen than question the matter. A quick stop back to the motel to drop off the liquor for later, and he was back out to make his way into the town properly.

A ten minute walk was enough to land him somewhere in the downtown area, if the scenery was anything to go by, and he walked with a suitable distance given by everyone who shared the sidewalk with him...A shame, since nobody was about to start a fight with a guy his size without good reason, or possibly a mental illness.

Surprisingly, Chula Vista apparently had a few people who had a mental illness. Three men, roughly his age if not a little older, approached him swiftly before stopping his advance. Raising an eyebrow, the Irishman simply looked down at the three with a wild grin, mentally begging that they'd make the wrong move.

"Alright big guy, empty your pockets and nobody gets hurt."

Will couldn't stop himself laughing aloud. It was like a scene from a bad film, and with a sigh he looked down at the middle of the three, a grin that pulled his lips back and bared the vicious Irishmans teeth in a near-snarl. He didn't bother to say anything else, instead he just attacked.

A swing out with his left clubbed one in the jaw and knocked him to the floor, caught out by the sudden and unexpected attack. The two others backed away quickly out of reflex as they attempted to work out exactly what to do, but Will was already moving forward as they did so. He may have been slower, but he'd thought further ahead than they had...

Two hands shot out, and two hands clamped around necks. Squeezing the airways of the two, he simply grinned at them as he dragged them closer to him, his eyes glinting with a hint of wild entertainment. "Cheers lads, ah needed tae wind down a bit..."

A jerk inward from each arm, and the two were slammed headfirst into one another savagely before being tossed to the ground on either side of him. Glancing over his shoulder, seeing none of them bother to get to their feet, he rolled his eyes and continued on his walk, pulling the cap off the soda bottle he had and swigging it. A good fifty-fifty mix of vodka and coke just to get the taste for it as he wandered, and by the end, hopefully put at least a bit of a buzz on him...

'Now to find another head to burst...'

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