04-04-2004, 08:40 AM
"No maid? Well hell luv, that's not gonna fly at all. Maybe I can put a call in to me Auntie and see if she can't send someone over..."
De said more to himself than to Cooper, readjusting the towel that had been loaned to him as he started heading back towards the stairs and soon after, his room. Entering the quaters he had claimed as his own he tossed the towel onto the bed and headed into the washroom to retrive and put on his boxers. Now a bit more decent than he was before, he strolled back into the main portion of his room and plopped down on the bed, scooping up the black case he had deposited there some minutes earlier. Popping it open and sitting it upon his lap, he stared down into it, letting his eyes run over the .45 caliber automatic pistol contained there. The case itself was actually of a special design making it appear to X-Ray machices as though it contained a barber's kit instead of a gun and several spare clips of ammunition.
De took the pistol from it's case and loaded it, making sure the safety was on, but not bothering to chamber the first round. Better safe than sorry after all, and over the course of his lifetime he'd been shot enough times to know just how uncomfortable an experience it was. The case was then closed once more as he slid up closer to the head of the bed, sitting the pistol down on the nightstand before picking up the small wooden box. His tongue slid out over his lips as he licked them in anticipation, his thumbs nimbly working the clasps on the front of the box. As the oak colored top was slowly raised, De let his eyes run about the contents, over a dozen assorted bottles and vials of different shapes and sizes littering the insides of the case. So many choices, so little time. But lucky for him, he knew exactly what it was he had a taste for.
One small bottle was singled out and held between his teeth as he closed the case once more and sat it on the nightstand. He then took the time to move even closer to the head of the bed, positioning himself so that the small table was easily in reach. Looking down at the bottle he almost smiled, the small glass item filled nearly to the brim with almost completely transparent pills. The top was popped and the bottle titled slightly, one such capsule falling into his free hand as his other placed its vessel on the table, it cap soon returned to it. He held the small pill between his index finger and thumb as he brought it up to eye level, marvelling at the level of clarity it held. It was almost as if nothing was there, and to be sure the human eye could easily miss the single thin whisp of what appeared to be smoke. The only visible indicator that anything was before him at all.
"Well here's to hoping I don't go blind again...."
And with that the pill was swallowed.
De said more to himself than to Cooper, readjusting the towel that had been loaned to him as he started heading back towards the stairs and soon after, his room. Entering the quaters he had claimed as his own he tossed the towel onto the bed and headed into the washroom to retrive and put on his boxers. Now a bit more decent than he was before, he strolled back into the main portion of his room and plopped down on the bed, scooping up the black case he had deposited there some minutes earlier. Popping it open and sitting it upon his lap, he stared down into it, letting his eyes run over the .45 caliber automatic pistol contained there. The case itself was actually of a special design making it appear to X-Ray machices as though it contained a barber's kit instead of a gun and several spare clips of ammunition.
De took the pistol from it's case and loaded it, making sure the safety was on, but not bothering to chamber the first round. Better safe than sorry after all, and over the course of his lifetime he'd been shot enough times to know just how uncomfortable an experience it was. The case was then closed once more as he slid up closer to the head of the bed, sitting the pistol down on the nightstand before picking up the small wooden box. His tongue slid out over his lips as he licked them in anticipation, his thumbs nimbly working the clasps on the front of the box. As the oak colored top was slowly raised, De let his eyes run about the contents, over a dozen assorted bottles and vials of different shapes and sizes littering the insides of the case. So many choices, so little time. But lucky for him, he knew exactly what it was he had a taste for.
One small bottle was singled out and held between his teeth as he closed the case once more and sat it on the nightstand. He then took the time to move even closer to the head of the bed, positioning himself so that the small table was easily in reach. Looking down at the bottle he almost smiled, the small glass item filled nearly to the brim with almost completely transparent pills. The top was popped and the bottle titled slightly, one such capsule falling into his free hand as his other placed its vessel on the table, it cap soon returned to it. He held the small pill between his index finger and thumb as he brought it up to eye level, marvelling at the level of clarity it held. It was almost as if nothing was there, and to be sure the human eye could easily miss the single thin whisp of what appeared to be smoke. The only visible indicator that anything was before him at all.
"Well here's to hoping I don't go blind again...."
And with that the pill was swallowed.