Blank Limit - The Furry Band

[Chrono Blackwyng]

He thought for a moment. "That must be why I climbed into it before passing out....because I still remember some of your memories" he smiled back at her "So, you can't have anymore smokes, am I right?"

[Shenzii]

"Correct..." She pulled back onto the road and continued driving. "Why don't you hop into the passenger seat, so I can actually talk to you."

[Chrono Blackwyng]

He felt like being a playful jerk rather than an actual jerk at the moment. "But you're talking to me right now...." he didn't attempt to find her answer on his own because he quickly hopped into the passenger seat. "This is also why I'm against alchohol, because I don't want you to end up like me..."

[Shenzii]

"I'm fine..." She looked at her rear view mirror quickly then back at the road. "So how are you?"

[Chrono Blackwyng]

He sighed and leaned on the dashboard. "I feel slightly better knowing that at least you arn't kicking me out of the car and calling me a monster just because I have this..." he quickly glanced at the wrapped up eye before looking back at Rowan.

[Shenzii]

"I know what it can do... I've witnessed it. I have no reason to call you a monster." She smiled and continued to focus on the road. "I just don't understand why you'd get rid of your normal eye and just scratch that one out..."

[Chrono Blackwyng]

He chuckled as he put his claws and put them directly on the eye, without making a single bend or dent in the shape. "I really can't do anything to the eye....I tried clawing it out once...my hands just ached from over-exertion..."

[Shenzii]

Rowan laughed. "Ah... I see." A moment of silence fell as she looked at the road. She switched on the radio to hear that a band member of one of her older bands died. "Aww... poor Jacqui. I wonder how they're holding up..." She turned off the radio and sighed.

[Armalite_]

Giving up at knocking on Random's door, Spike carried the boxes over to the sound room where he unpacked and assembled. He took a step back, awestruck by the Line 6 Stack, he was now about to play on. Spike's left eye twitched and he foamed at the mouth a little as he rushed to get his bass, a crazed look and a wild laugh was made.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

"Band friends?" Chrono asked, his eyes not really focusing on anything in particular.

[Arke]

If Rowan were listening, she would hear her phone ringing. It was Blitz, who it just so happened was listening to the radio too. "You hear about Jacqui? It's a shame."

[Shenzii]

Rowan answered. "Yea I know... I'm sure we'll be receiving a funeral invite," She said her voice sad. She focused on the road, the road winding on and on. "I have to go, I'll call you when I'm not driving." And with the she hung up. Rowan looked at Chrono. "Yea... an old friend."

[Scautty]

I slowly sat up from the floor I slept on... Ow, my back...

My mouth was dry and tastless, a result of sleeping with your mouth open. I looked at the controller in front of me. I must have passed out while playing that game... I slowly stood up, wobbly and adjusting my vision. As I made my way to the main room I realized how hungry I was, and began to feel weak. I slowly opened the fridge, slouching, and found the closest thing I could grab: a jar of pickles. I loathed pickles but needed something.

I fell onto my knees as I turned to the counter, mounting the jar onto it, gripping the lid. No matter how much I tried I couldn't wedge the jar open. Finally, the jar in my vision blurred to an abstract anomity, and then to black.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

He could only chuckle at the irony. "I wish I had friends...but not if it means they die before I do..."

[Shenzii]

"She had an addiction. I'm sure that's what caused her death..." Rowan started onto the dark street. "God... I think I'm lost. I don't remember the Apartment being this far away."