Pain of Pleasure

[Rayleonarde]

Ray sat back, and sighed, a smile stretched across his face.

[Aconitum]

Acon looked to Ray and smiled. "What's so funny?"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray shrugged. "We just met today, but here I am, eating ice cream and drinking beer in your apartment."

[Aconitum]

Acon laughed. "Yeah, that's how you make friends now. Didn't you get the memo?"

[Whitepaw Niniichi/Enigir Shosa]

     "That guy is long gone. We live in a square acre town, details gone to sarcasm. We'll meet again. Plus I'm an artist - show up here and I'll draw you, then add myself."
     Aaron shrugged the hand off and continued on. In truth, he wanted to hunt the ghost too. But he'd never let THAT in in a million years...

[Rayleonarde]

Ray shook his head. "Must've missed it."

[Ryan Naismith]

((I AM THE LAW! Not too late, I hope.))

Name: Thomas R. Vess.

Age: 32

Job: town sheriff

Gender: male

Species: German shepherd

Family: none around, as of yet

Lore: sentinel's glow

[Aconitum]

Acon curled up on the opposite side of the couch and yawned.

[Jacob Hail]

Jacob got out and dryed himself off, getting dressed in his usual black attire. He headed to his job and opened up. Noticing there was no one there, he picked up his guitar and started playing.

[Whitepaw Niniichi/Enigir Shosa]

     (((Yay Nai-Nai!)))

[Ryan Naismith]

(( yes, the nai nai is here!))

Vess sat in his patrol car, just outside the school, in his standard khaki and brown sheriff's uniform, his HK VP9 at his hip, and his duty laptop on the passenger's seat. He was bored out of his mind, as usual.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray stood, and nodded at Acon. "Well, if you need me, I'm in apartment 304, just knock." He walked towards the door, and gave her a parting smile. "It was great hanging out with you, Acon." Ray stepped outside, and back towards his apartment.

[Whitepaw Niniichi/Enigir Shosa]

     (((HECKLER AND KOTCH VP9!? AAAAAAAAH O LIVE THOSE! And VP-70's. Aw yeah. - Gir)))

     Aaron materialised by the car and gave Vess a stare.
     "Hello sherif. I'm new here. My name is Aaron Blade, 20, living with Cross. I was wondering if you had a moment to spare about folklores...?"

[Aconitum]

Acon waved to Ray as he left. She sat on the couch, her knees pulled up to her chin.

[Ryan Naismith]

((HK IS SOUPA SWEG))

The sheriff jumped slightly, his hand instinctively going for his gun. But when he realized there was no threat, he relaxed.

"I'm sorry, folklores?" The sheriff looked at blade "why do you ask? I'm not very familiar with such things..."