Mr. Orange (Freddy Newendyke) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
orangetoughguy) wrote2010-08-06 11:39 pm
orangetoughguy) wrote2010-08-06 11:39 pm
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That's messy.
[He comments oh so casually regarding the bus accident they're now putting behind them. Freddy's got no problem being the one getting dragged around now. It's in a good direction anyway, farther from the commotion, where they won't be identified.]
You know.
[That the old man is a pussy-hungry bear. Don't deny it.]
[He comments oh so casually regarding the bus accident they're now putting behind them. Freddy's got no problem being the one getting dragged around now. It's in a good direction anyway, farther from the commotion, where they won't be identified.]
You know.
[That the old man is a pussy-hungry bear. Don't deny it.]
[The roadkill doesn't take too long to make. There after there is a huge hubbub from people. Wailing. Chatter. Shit they don't need or want to be paying attention to because they were never there.
Larry drops Freddy's arm heavily. HUFF!]
I wasn't going back to look at it or buy it!
[Still trying to catch his breath he puts his hands on his hips and then shakes his head.]
What about you, huh? You and those donuts!
Larry drops Freddy's arm heavily. HUFF!]
I wasn't going back to look at it or buy it!
[Still trying to catch his breath he puts his hands on his hips and then shakes his head.]
What about you, huh? You and those donuts!
[The kid keeps up the pace with his arm let down but there's a noticeable shift in his demeanor, almost like he's growing bigger than he actually is...some sort of phantom fox predator shadow. Green eyes get a little fiery and his voice is calm but solid.]
What about my donuts.
[Freddy Newendyke dares Lawrence Dimick to make a big deal out of his precious wasted donuts.]
What about my donuts.
[Freddy Newendyke dares Lawrence Dimick to make a big deal out of his precious wasted donuts.]
I knew you weren't gonna put us in the fucking line of fire for donuts. What the hell makes you think I'm gonna go and do that with some skin mag?
[Big, fighting and oh so very much a powerhouse in his own right. That is all that's boxed up in that smaller, Newendyke frame. Larry's blood is flowing. He's in a fighting mood too.
Donuts. Drug store donuts no less!]
[Big, fighting and oh so very much a powerhouse in his own right. That is all that's boxed up in that smaller, Newendyke frame. Larry's blood is flowing. He's in a fighting mood too.
Donuts. Drug store donuts no less!]
Donuts are a little more important that porn!
[Pussy porn anyway...that's a big factor in this ridiculous argument.]
[Pussy porn anyway...that's a big factor in this ridiculous argument.]
[Blink. Blink.]
What? You're fucking around.
[Because he recalls very well a very extensive collection. Except that was a very specific genre with multiple sub genres that didn't involve lady pussy.]
Donuts and porn aren't as important as our lives. That's my point. But since you brought it up where the hell is your logic? Donuts don't last!
What? You're fucking around.
[Because he recalls very well a very extensive collection. Except that was a very specific genre with multiple sub genres that didn't involve lady pussy.]
Donuts and porn aren't as important as our lives. That's my point. But since you brought it up where the hell is your logic? Donuts don't last!
I'm not!
[Because he still hasn't considered the whole other genre yet. That's just not as important as telling Lawrence Dimick lady porn is worth less than his donuts.]
I haven't had one in....fuckin' weeks!
[Freckled arms flap before calming down...in a huff.]
Jesus forget it. Where are we going now.
[Because he still hasn't considered the whole other genre yet. That's just not as important as telling Lawrence Dimick lady porn is worth less than his donuts.]
I haven't had one in....fuckin' weeks!
[Freckled arms flap before calming down...in a huff.]
Jesus forget it. Where are we going now.
Porn or donuts? Because since we're already out we might as well get em.
[Flapping now? He doesn't roll his eyes but he's very ready to keep on dragging this one out. Of all of the post confrontational encounters they've had why the fuck is he carrying on about donuts?]
Are you really jonesing so bad?
[Flapping now? He doesn't roll his eyes but he's very ready to keep on dragging this one out. Of all of the post confrontational encounters they've had why the fuck is he carrying on about donuts?]
Are you really jonesing so bad?
I want things not to go fuckin' sideways for one day! One day!
[More flapping and shaking his head. The kid's just having a moment, old man, you know how this goes.]
[More flapping and shaking his head. The kid's just having a moment, old man, you know how this goes.]
[Traffic churns beside them. People come and go around them on the street. He stands still fixed in place for a little. For the sake of doing something, Larry puts on sunglasses.
Okay. Now that makes more sense.]
...we could try again tomorrow, pal.
Okay. Now that makes more sense.]
...we could try again tomorrow, pal.
..........
[Really? With the shades on and everything? Really? ...... The kid huffs and puffs. Then his wiry arms cross. Is this really how they handle things after possibly killing a robber? Seems like.]
Fine.
[Really? With the shades on and everything? Really? ...... The kid huffs and puffs. Then his wiry arms cross. Is this really how they handle things after possibly killing a robber? Seems like.]
Fine.
We could try one more time for a donut.
[So long as they stay armed. He's sure he's got a clip. Even though that's a very subdued answer, he's not convinced this is the last of it.
Because it's Freddy.]
I won't get anything to read. Promise.
[There. How about that?]
[So long as they stay armed. He's sure he's got a clip. Even though that's a very subdued answer, he's not convinced this is the last of it.
Because it's Freddy.]
I won't get anything to read. Promise.
[There. How about that?]
..........
[Why are you making him feel like a child, Dimmy? Why are you doing this? He's an adult! Huff huff. Wiry arms loosen up just a little.]
Okay.
[Why are you making him feel like a child, Dimmy? Why are you doing this? He's an adult! Huff huff. Wiry arms loosen up just a little.]
Okay.
[Just a little? Larry gives him a small shove.]
Sometime you can pick me out something to read.
[Sometime. Even though it isn't working as fast as other times, it seems as though it's working.]
Lead.
Sometime you can pick me out something to read.
[Sometime. Even though it isn't working as fast as other times, it seems as though it's working.]
Lead.
C'mon, buddy. Yeah. This way.
[Snuff, snuff, snuffling here and there. The leash is also his rope collar. Larry has it wrapped several times around his fist. He should have gone first to Freddy to talk it over. But that would have been a moment too long.
Right through the house and to the other man waiting.]
Sooo. We got something.
[No fucking shit old man. The furry, muscled pup pauses enough to sit and lick his chops. He can smell Freddy from there. The same could probably be said.
Their good buddy Rey is on the big brick of a cellphone he totes.]
[Snuff, snuff, snuffling here and there. The leash is also his rope collar. Larry has it wrapped several times around his fist. He should have gone first to Freddy to talk it over. But that would have been a moment too long.
Right through the house and to the other man waiting.]
Sooo. We got something.
[No fucking shit old man. The furry, muscled pup pauses enough to sit and lick his chops. He can smell Freddy from there. The same could probably be said.
Their good buddy Rey is on the big brick of a cellphone he totes.]
[Is it really a house? Is it really? It might seem fancy being two stories but the house itself is only so long. In all honesty it's not terrible...but it is no place for a big dog. Not that Freddy is aware that's the case just yet.]
What'd "we" get.
[He calls out in good humor knowing 'we' is often used in place for 'I (on a whim)'. Thump thump thump here comes the foxy wolf/wolfy fox kid. He smells like donuts because Freddy's been in the stash he somehow coerced the old man to get him to make up for that liquor store blow up.]
What'd "we" get.
[He calls out in good humor knowing 'we' is often used in place for 'I (on a whim)'. Thump thump thump here comes the foxy wolf/wolfy fox kid. He smells like donuts because Freddy's been in the stash he somehow coerced the old man to get him to make up for that liquor store blow up.]
[Fancy enough. Did you see those statues of naked ladies all spray painted gold? That's the kind of reasonable luxury that Rey Ray is into. They're talking pre-MTV Cribs here.]
Say hello.
[The dog's tail whips back and forth over the floor as he comes up. Friend? It must be a friend. That's all part of the "problem" Ray's people found. His small brain believes everyone is a friend first. That smell smells good. Very good, good enough to smell more aggressively by sticking his face into his hands, his pockets.]
Say hello.
[The dog's tail whips back and forth over the floor as he comes up. Friend? It must be a friend. That's all part of the "problem" Ray's people found. His small brain believes everyone is a friend first. That smell smells good. Very good, good enough to smell more aggressively by sticking his face into his hands, his pockets.]
....................
[Mutt what are you doin. Freddy doesn't protest but he's not reaching out to rub and pet the invasive face either.]
Hi.
[He goes from staring at the beast to staring at Larry Dimick.]
You got a dog.
[Emphasis on you, not us.]
[Mutt what are you doin. Freddy doesn't protest but he's not reaching out to rub and pet the invasive face either.]
Hi.
[He goes from staring at the beast to staring at Larry Dimick.]
You got a dog.
[Emphasis on you, not us.]
[Big, smelly head is trying to smell out if he has donuts on him or he just smells like donuts. And so if there aren't any donuts, maybe there's pets. Human, you have hands. He can see em. Nuuudge.]
He's a good one.
[Larry licks his dry lips and his eyes look over to Ray who is still on the phone.]
We're gonna go.
[Said loudly and so that Freddy can get that there's more to this. Work with him this much please kid gosh.]
He's a good one.
[Larry licks his dry lips and his eyes look over to Ray who is still on the phone.]
We're gonna go.
[Said loudly and so that Freddy can get that there's more to this. Work with him this much please kid gosh.]
..........
[You owe him big time, Dimmy. Freddy takes a hand out to give the big headed creature a pat pat to his large skull. He turns in the same direction to get a move on.]
[You owe him big time, Dimmy. Freddy takes a hand out to give the big headed creature a pat pat to his large skull. He turns in the same direction to get a move on.]
[A rumbling arrooo is his thanks. Oh. The big man says to move along. Larry already knows by the silence that once they get on the road he better start talking.
The big lug of a dog is apprehensive about the car. Cars go places. Larry ends up picking him up and shoving him in the back seat. It's now a smelly dog back seat. Okay, now he's in too. Door shut.]
I know what you're thinking. Money. Space. Liability. I'm thinking it too.
The big lug of a dog is apprehensive about the car. Cars go places. Larry ends up picking him up and shoving him in the back seat. It's now a smelly dog back seat. Okay, now he's in too. Door shut.]
I know what you're thinking. Money. Space. Liability. I'm thinking it too.
[Freddy waits until they're all in the car to talk. Oh and if he couldn't guess, the old man is driving.]
Of all the things you thought 'we' should get.
Of all the things you thought 'we' should get.
It could have been worse.
[Don't ask him to brainstorm how, okay? Huff. Wet nose presses right under Freddy's ear. Larry reaches to try and shove the dog back.]
I wouldn't have done it any other day or circumstance. Just hear me out. They were gonna kill him.
[Don't ask him to brainstorm how, okay? Huff. Wet nose presses right under Freddy's ear. Larry reaches to try and shove the dog back.]
I wouldn't have done it any other day or circumstance. Just hear me out. They were gonna kill him.
What for? Drooling?
[He reaches back to push that big head behind. It doesn't work too well. Freddy finds himself waging a little war with that wet nose.]
[He reaches back to push that big head behind. It doesn't work too well. Freddy finds himself waging a little war with that wet nose.]
Ray says he's got a little side business.
[Besides the drugs.]
He trains and fights dogs, holds big parties and runs a gambling ring. That kind of shit. Well, this fella came into his possession. The guy had to give him up or something? I wasn't too sure. All I could see was that they were tryin' to bait him into a growl.
[Sob story as it might be, he's paying his mind to the road and all the shitty drivers around.]
Does he look like a growler let alone a fighter to you?
[Besides the drugs.]
He trains and fights dogs, holds big parties and runs a gambling ring. That kind of shit. Well, this fella came into his possession. The guy had to give him up or something? I wasn't too sure. All I could see was that they were tryin' to bait him into a growl.
[Sob story as it might be, he's paying his mind to the road and all the shitty drivers around.]
Does he look like a growler let alone a fighter to you?
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