04-11-2023, 11:51 AM
The boy was hardly dead weight. He wasn't coherent but he moved and walked with them. A little push of his legs when he stalled in his dream like state. Roza wondered what it was like on P. What was this rich boy dreaming about? His screaming and twitching still caused cause for concern but here in the din of the Devil's Lair it didn't really matter. No one asked. And they were in the cab quickly with little issue from anyone including the driver.
The back alleys gave way to fancier neighborhoods and finally into the gated estates that made you feel small in comparison. It was awe-inspiring to see them up close and personal. It was late, the lights were mostly out in the house when they pulled up. The boy still dozed in his slumber like state, though he was rousing. Roza whispered in his ear "Sleep my darling." It was a trick she used on Nusa when she was so tired she did nothing but scream.
"Should we knock or search for his keys?" Searching for his keys could be fun. They might find other things to nick or play with. Though Roza didn't want to take advantage of the boy. That might get her in trouble with Ezekiel and she didn't want that. She liked working for him. It was much more fun than the carnival all the time. All the gawkers and handsy men.
The walls surrounding the estate were ten feet high and jagged all around. they looked like they jutted from the earth fully formed. But it was elegant in it's own way. There were many keep off the grass signs. Roza rolled her eyes and couldn't help herself when she stepped into the lush green grass while she carried the boy into the house with the light.
A bright light and loud bang sounded when her foot touched the soft green grass. The door to the house shot open. "Who's out there!" a man shouted.
Roza's eyes hurt, her ears rang, she barely heard the voice of the man. The boy blinked his eyes open and crumpled to the ground when the power winked out around him. "We were just bringing him home." She cried. It was a little faked, but there was part of it that was real. Her head hurt in a way it should never have hurt. What the hell just happened.
[[occ: Cruz's address is still the Vega estate -- makes for more fun lol ]]
The back alleys gave way to fancier neighborhoods and finally into the gated estates that made you feel small in comparison. It was awe-inspiring to see them up close and personal. It was late, the lights were mostly out in the house when they pulled up. The boy still dozed in his slumber like state, though he was rousing. Roza whispered in his ear "Sleep my darling." It was a trick she used on Nusa when she was so tired she did nothing but scream.
"Should we knock or search for his keys?" Searching for his keys could be fun. They might find other things to nick or play with. Though Roza didn't want to take advantage of the boy. That might get her in trouble with Ezekiel and she didn't want that. She liked working for him. It was much more fun than the carnival all the time. All the gawkers and handsy men.
The walls surrounding the estate were ten feet high and jagged all around. they looked like they jutted from the earth fully formed. But it was elegant in it's own way. There were many keep off the grass signs. Roza rolled her eyes and couldn't help herself when she stepped into the lush green grass while she carried the boy into the house with the light.
A bright light and loud bang sounded when her foot touched the soft green grass. The door to the house shot open. "Who's out there!" a man shouted.
Roza's eyes hurt, her ears rang, she barely heard the voice of the man. The boy blinked his eyes open and crumpled to the ground when the power winked out around him. "We were just bringing him home." She cried. It was a little faked, but there was part of it that was real. Her head hurt in a way it should never have hurt. What the hell just happened.
[[occ: Cruz's address is still the Vega estate -- makes for more fun lol ]]