fullmoonfever (fullmoonfever) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2012-09-17 20:02:00

Entry tags:

gregory price, rita dermont, tyler morbius

Boy's Night Out
Greg was quite pleased. His bar/jazz club was taking off and each night it was packed whether they had a band or an open mic night. Tonight was an open mic night and once in awhile Greg would get up there and sing a song or two. He was just finishing a cover of Jimmy Buffett's "Tonight I Just Need My Guitar".

He finished and headed for the bar for a beer.

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	fullmoonfever 2012-09-19 05:19 pm UTC (link)
	Greg kept his hold on the guecubu as they struggled. The thing was strong, but Greg was currently an 8'6", 450 werewolf. Size was on his side at the moment. Greg growled and sunk claws into flesh to better hold onto the guy. "Hurry," he snarled. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	living_dhampir 2012-09-19 05:52 pm UTC (link)
	Okay, the circle was done. Tyler quickly gets out the ether jar. "Okay, let him go!" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fullmoonfever 2012-09-19 07:27 pm UTC (link)
	It took a few moments for the words to sink in, but Greg eventually released the man. He took a step back and growled. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	living_dhampir 2012-09-19 07:38 pm UTC (link)
	The possessed man screamed, ready to attack Greg until it halted, looking toward the jar. He hissed, his features twisting until ..some vapor-like form flew from his mouth. The creature seemed to struggle but it couldn't stop itself from being sucked into the jar. Tyler quickly closes it. He takes a few breaths before looking at werewolf-Greg. "You okay?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fullmoonfever 2012-09-19 07:47 pm UTC (link)
	The threat was gone, but Greg didn't shift back right away. He nodded. Speech was hard in this form. He nodded toward the way they had come and the riot going on. He grinned, if it could be called that, and then took off running toward where the prisoners were rioting. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	living_dhampir 2012-09-19 07:58 pm UTC (link)
	Tyler smirked, jar in hand, and allowed his fangs to show and his eyes to shift. He rand out behind Greg, hissing for affect. Needless to say a massive werewolf and what appeared to be a vampire how prisoners shitting their pants and running for safety. Though some were petrified in place, but they weren't being violent. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fullmoonfever 2012-09-19 08:02 pm UTC (link)
	Greg stopped running and shifted back to human. He was chuckling. That was a little fun. It wasn't often he got to just scare someone. The guards were taking care of the prisoners who had been too scared to move. Greg started to walk back to get his trench coat. He was naked as the day he was born and this wasn't the place to be naked in. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	living_dhampir 2012-09-19 08:08 pm UTC (link)
	Tyler followed behind, chuckling a little himself. "I'll be honest, a bunch of jokes are flying through my mind right now." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fullmoonfever 2012-09-19 08:40 pm UTC (link)
	"Yeah, yeah. Don't get any funny ideas," Greg said as he tried to not feel like a walking piece of meat in a room full of hungry carnivores. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	living_dhampir 2012-09-19 09:28 pm UTC (link)
	Tyler laughs, but says nothing. "I promise not to tell the girls." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fullmoonfever 2012-09-19 09:55 pm UTC (link)
	Greg shook his head and kept walking. He reached his trench coat and kicked it up with a foot and caught it. He slipped it on and tied it around the waist. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	living_dhampir 2012-09-19 10:22 pm UTC (link)
	"Fancy," Tyler comments before getting in the car. "Okay, lets head back and figure out what to do with this thing." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fullmoonfever 2012-09-20 10:02 pm UTC (link)
	"I'd like to get back into clothes," Greg said. "And get a beer." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	living_dhampir 2012-09-20 10:13 pm UTC (link)
	"Right, priorities," Tyler joked dryly before pulling out of the prison and heading back tot he bar. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fullmoonfever 2012-09-20 10:17 pm UTC (link)
	It didn't take long to reach the bar. Greg immediately went into the back and put on some clothes. He came back out and slid onto a bar stool. A glass of cold beer was set in front of him. "Now what are we going to do with that thing?" Greg asked. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	living_dhampir 2012-09-20 10:25 pm UTC (link)
	Tyler sits down, carefully keeping the jar nearby. "No idea, but I'm sure as hell not using it as a paperweight. Maybe give Rita another call, see if she knows something." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fullmoonfever 2012-09-20 11:23 pm UTC (link)
	"If she doesn't, I know some people who may," Greg said before taking a long drink of his beer. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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