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Post by LERON PARRISH on Jul 15, 2011 0:18:27 GMT -5
Okay, so a simple travel to the bank only a few blocks down from his workshop turned out to be something not what he quite expected. Leron had no idea that a cop he managed to get in the bad books with a while ago would be on the same street, hell it was a surprise he was even alive after what happened. But right now things haven't quite moved onto that part of his day, in fact he was still traveling to the bank by foot. Leron decided to leave his workshop just for a few minutes, 30 minutes to be exact in order to have a break and move some money to the safety of his account, lately he hasn't been to brave to keep much money with him simply because he didn't want to come across any more aggressive customers. Aggressive customers and his business...not a good thing considering Leron works and creates weapons on a daily basis, everything custom made, from swords to simple guns.
Soon as he exited the bank, feeling the stress leave him he pulled out a box of cigarettes from his back pocket and a lighter. Choosing one from the already half empty packet the box went back into his pocket before the small stick was lit. Letting the first lot of smoke funnel out of his nose he started to slowly make his way back to the shop, hands shoved in pocket's having no particular need to move quickly since he wasn't seeing anyone today. However as he continued walking down the street he got this sudden feeling as if someone was watching him, brushing red locks out of his single eye he looked over his shoulder. Nothing, just people passing by. "I'm crackin' aren't I? He spoke to himself before turning with a huff.
After a block of buildings went past Leron could feel his pace pick up into a brisk walk, the feeling back again but this time when he did look over his shoulder he saw a police officer going in the same direction as him. The face was famillar...That's right...He was the one who dropped his wallet...His mates ended up attaching him to a street pole. At that very thought his jaw gritted, teeth biting down on the end of the cigarette harshly. "Heyyy...stop there!" Leron knew that he was talking to him but he ignored it, his walk becoming faster to the point he was about to jog. No, he refused to be anywhere near that retard. Once more he could hear the police officer yelling for him to stop, his pace quickening also and by this point the pair of them came to bolting down the street. "Oh NO! I am not being caught by you! I am innocent, innocent!!" He couldn't help but screech, skipping round a corner to see if he really was being followed.
Yes he was and so Leron kept running, just a little bit further and he will be in the safety zone of his workshop. Just a little bit further. Unfortunately not today, the red headed male suddenly saw the ground rush up to his face, the toe of his shoe obviously catching on something. Luckily though he managed to catch himself however the police officer was faster, grabbing hold of the back of his shirts collar, his back hitting the wall of a building. Giving of a deer in headlights expression, his smile came out strained. "Hey there, what can I do for ya?" "I see you remember me. Well I have to give something back to you for nearly getting me killed~"
The officer's voice was sweet but within a second his fist pulled back and slammed into the side of his head. Leron getting double the pain as the back of his head also hit the wall, for a moment pain clouded his vision, his cigarette dropping to the floor as he slid to sit down in a dazed manner. The cop just waved and left, no one noticing a thing, hopefully. "Bloody fat jerk" Leron cursed to himself, hand lifting to see if he had a split lip or anything. Luckily not, just a bruised cheek bone and sore head. Slowly he stood back up, the sole of his shoe crushing the lit stick as he used this time to wait for his vision to come clear once more.
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