《Lazy Ash》42.Spit, Bar, and can I get my Whiskey
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First off I gotta admit I learned something when checking through the reviews. I seriously didn't know that Ash's steal power when taking air in the way I have been would collapse the lungs. This is something I had no idea about and is interesting in its own way. I might have to change the way I use it more often in the future but still thanks for putting that in the review FuriousFrog.
I probably wont change what I have written as far as that goes but later on this might be a good way to finish somethings. So my main purpose of putting this up here is to say point those things out guys because something as simple as this got me thinking and I did some revisions of a few later chapters. Plus as a bonus you guys get an unplanned chapter!
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Ash
It was about 10pm by the time I found the damn bar. Easy to find my ass! Sure the directions he gave me were right but when you get to uptown you had to go down the east side. Then halfway down you had to turn into an easy to miss alley that you then had to follow all the way back until you reach an open area. Only then would you find the goddess damn bar!
Didn't help that none of the people were willing to help me and a couple even spit on me. They are now lying bleeding in the street. You can spit at me but if you spit on me the kid gloves come off!
Right now the bouncer at the front door is giving me a glare. As I am not waiting in line for this shit. Turns out this place is popular as fuck and has one of those stereotypical lines out front. I can hear loud music inside and can see the occasional flashing lights. Which means this place is a club with the name of Drunken Stool? What kind of shit naming sense do these fuckers have.
"For the last time American filth, you are not getting in now get the fuck out of here!" The bouncer yells at me in Russian.
I take solace in the fact he is probably going to die in a few hours. I feel a bunch of annoyed and disgusted looks from the line next to.
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"Yea get out of here you capitalist pig!" Some random guy comes out of line spits on me and swings a bottle at my head.
"Ok I have had enough of this bullshit!"I say out loud in English.
I catch the wrist of the guy who just spit on me and headbutt the motherfucker with a quarter of my full strength. His face caves in and blood flies. He falls to the ground and doesn't move. I didn't bother to check to see if he was still alive as I felt the bounce move.
He pulled out a handgun with a suppressor and fires at me. This time I didn't even bother doing anything. I was that pissed. The bullet slammed into my forehead and was bounced into the leg of the guy I headbutted. Someone is really have a bad day.Is it wrong that I hoped he survived? Also it hurt like fucking hell!
Mental note: Can take bullets but they still hurt. I am going to have a bruise for at least a few seconds!
Even more pissed off than before I can hear a bunch of people whispering super in Russian. I decide to steal the bouncers gun then I shot him in the foot. Sure I could've outright killed him. But there was a lot of that coming soon and I didn't like his chances.
"Now can I pass?" I switched to my crappy Russian and watch all the people cringe at my accent.
"Ya know what screw you guys."I drop the gun by the bouncer who is holding his foot and crying like a baby. Should be happy I didn't shoot him in the forehead like he did me.
All the people looked at me in fear as I walked by. I would of said a few words but all I could think of were phrases that make no sense in this time period.
I walked into the bar which should be called a club and wanted to leave right away. The music sucked ass. I didn't understand it and the beat was horrible.
"Ok lets find the twins and get the hell out of here."
The atmosphere inside wasn't bad there were girls dancing, drunk idiots, and a lot of military personnel. Didn't I warn them already?
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As I move through the crowd I hear a few curses directed at me. It might be because I am American or it might be the fact I am tagging people in the gut along the way.
I am trying to make it to the bar which sits in the center and is circular and looks to be made of glass. The place is nice but for some reason I can't help but hate the place. Which is weird seeing how it would be a place Lighting would enjoy then again it might be the people and the music that make me hate the place.
When I finally make to the bar I am greeted by a pretty brunette.She has smooth white skin, long brown hair, and an almost perfect figure. She was sorta lacking in the front and back but still pretty hot. She raises an eye when she sees me but at least its not in disgust.
"What can I get you."She asks.
"Whiskey the Scottish kind."
"Specific and speak English hun your Russian is terrible." She says with an eye roll
"Hey to be fair I was sorta dumped here, give me a week and I would master the damn language. Hell I only know what I do now do to one curious day."
She was taking a drink of something and ended up choking for a second."You learned basic Russian in a day!?" She somehow manages to shout over the music.
"Eh more like a few hours just so I could read a couple of books."
She gives me a look as if she is looking at a monster.
"What?"
"What the fuck are you, Some kind of wiz kid?"
"Nah just your average nerd with a couple of somewhat hard hobbies."I reply.
Her eye was twitiching.
"So maybe you can help me out?"
"Oh with what?"
"I am looking for two people who work here they are twins who go by the names of Raye and Mery."
In one swift motion she puts a dagger to my throat. Her eyes go black and she speaks."Well you found one fox care to tell me who the fuck you are?"
My eyes widen. What the shit I couldn't even react how is this chick so fucking fast!
"Whoa whoa Chill! Your grandmother sent me. I come in peace (sorta)!"
"My grandmother? What does that bitch want!?" She snarls.
At that point I felt something sharp in my back."Sis why do you have a dagger to this fox's throat?"
"He says grandmother sent him."The first one says.
"Oh?"The other twin circles and let me see her. Man I have seen twins before but usually there is some kind of difference but these to are exactly the same right down to the pissed off glare.
"And what does that bitch want?"
Ok how is it no one is seeing this!? Where the hell is their boss!? And why do i have such shit luck with women!?
"First off how the hell can you tell I am a fox!?"
"We ask the questions kid!"They said in that creepy perfect sync.
"ok ok just don't do the creepy twin thing. I saw the Shining when I was 5 and that shit bothers me."
They both gave me even more pissed off looks at that. Then continued to stare at me.
"What!?"
"We asked you a question."Still in creepy unison. Maaaaan I am going to nightmares again.
"What? Oh what does she want right?" They nod. "Simple for me to make sure you make it out of this city alive. Plus whats your issue with Rhea?"
"Gee we don't know maybe because she tried to kill our mother or maybe because she let our father die?"
Ok definitely going to have nightmares.
"Whoa she definitely didn't let him die he choose to fight War and got his ass kicked plain and simple thats why I used trickery to take her down."
They both moved in on that.
"You took her down!?"
"Well not yet but I will in like 30 years."
They both give me confused looks.
"Look can we remove the weapons and let me explain please and enough with the unison speak man that shit ain't right."
They comply and back off but keep their weapons up.
"Great now can I get my Whiskey?"
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