Fee
Human
Departed
I'm street-wise; I can improvise...
Posts: 66
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Post by Fee on May 15, 2007 18:07:21 GMT
Never too early for skating, in Fee's book.
Which is why one could find her at one of L.A.'s more graffitied skate parks with a board under her feet and her helmet (at Ian's demand) on her head. The remainder of the night after Bo's departure had been fairly uneventful. Some jackass at the club had tried to shove a hand under her skirt, and dammit, Fee coulda taken him down if Bobby hadn't interfered. It had been soon after the incident that they had decided to high-tail it home, less the small brawl they had cause rouse the police.
Her place of rest had been Bobby's, as she'd said, on his squashy, hideously upholstered couch, but there hadn't been much resting -- a short movie marathon had insured that. So perhaps Fiona was a little groggy to be trying tricks on the half-pipe, but hey, if she wiped out and broke something, she'd have a cast to hit the boys with?
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Fee
Human
Departed
I'm street-wise; I can improvise...
Posts: 66
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Post by Fee on Jun 3, 2007 22:16:01 GMT
“Oh shit, is she dead?”
…Ow.
“Fee? Fiona, c’mon girlie, say somethin’ – this ain’t funny.”
Oh, and you think lying here’s a picnic for me, dumbass? By the way: OW!
“Girl, you’d better be alive ‘cause if you broke my board, I’ma kill you.”
“Ew, shit, that’s blood. Oh my god, look at her face – “
“Fuck, dude, her arm’s just hanging there. Who do we call?”
Finally, Fee managed to push aside her agony enough to snarl out: “Ambulance, fuckmook!”
Maybe trying that ollie over the railing had been a bad idea. Fee had known something was wrong the minute she’d gone airborne, but by then, it was a little late. The landing could have been much worse had she been helmet-less, and while she was seeing double, at least she was still alive. Of course, the fact that her arm was dangling useless at her side was less-than cheerful. She wanted to blame Bobby, but it was her fault for leaving her own board at Bo’s.
Damn, the skater thought as the siren’s drew closer. Bo and Ian are gonna skin my ass.
Continued at: St. Benedict's
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