509 - Stevie's room

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Seth expressed extreme reservations about moving into Stevie's one bedroom on the 5th floor, and has since moved out. Stevie probably bribed or cajoled the managers not to inspect, as the apartment is a disaster. Soft -core porn ladies paper the walls, and piles of pizza boxes, dismantled electronics and slightly funky smelling books lay on every surface.

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Seth hesitantly entered Stevie's apartment, carrying arms full of blankets. Stevie furiously excavated furniture from under piles of pizza boxes and strange miscellanea.

Seth-
"Uh, you know I noticed there's no one in the apartment next door..."


Stevie-
"You heard what they were sayin' about ghosts! You wanna commit suicide, man? We gotta do this thing. It'll be great, I'll just... clean up a little around here. Been meaning to getting around to that anyway."

Seth glanced around at the porn clippings on the living room wall.

Seth-
"Oh is that Darla?"


Stevie-
"Eh, oh oh yeah, that's Darla. I admire her work."


Seth-
"I forgot she used to be on that side of the camera, haha.. how old is that? I like the hair, so big."


Stevie-
"Oh man, geez that was uh... at least twenty years ago. I really like that look, wish it would come back."


Seth-
"Ione has pretty big hair, but it needs more of that... swoopy stuff in the front."


Stevie-
"Yup, it isn't very long either, and I think she uses it to camouflage having a HUGE nugget!"


Seth-
"Hahaha, so bitchy. It's true though."

Seth tossed the blankets on a pizza box free couch.

Seth-
"So, like any of the ladies here yet?"


Stevie-
"Hahaha. *sigh* I mean... yeah and no. I'm a guy, I look around but... mostly not my type. Rough circumstance too. It's a motherfucker about Tiffani though."


Seth-
*sigh* "Anna? Well, I see where you're coming from though. Damn she's pretty snappy when she's in a bad mood. I think she's starting to come around though. Told me "See ya around" earlier, that sounds promising."


Stevie-
"I just had a good attitude about work. I know it's easier for me, being behind the scenes but, it feels like I'm getting called an asshole just for not hatin' my old job. My yesterday job."


Seth-
"I didn't really hate it either, I don't want people to know about it though. You gotta admit, kinda embarrassing right? I think it's probably harder for women, too. People get the wrong idea about them and... well you know."


Stevie-
"It's easy for me to not think about it. Guess that's a problem."


Seth-
"Hey, just take it easy. She'll get over it, after she sees no one's gonna 'out' her to everyone. She seems chilled out already, and it's a pretty un-chill circumstance. It'll be fine."


Stevie-
"Haha. You... are irrepressible."


Seth-
"Hah, thanks? Hey so, what *is* your type exactly?"


Stevie-
"Oh I guess I'm pretty flexible. It's tempting to say the same shit everybody else says, the hard bodies with the boobs but uh, but to be honest? Slim, but still soft, medium sized boobs, flexible on race not as much into the sisters but that's... y'know, whatever. Personality, believe it or not. I like somebody that don't make me feel bad for nothin'. Lot of people want me to do that."


Seth-
"Daww, that's sweet. I'll keep my eye out. I might need a size chart for the boobs though, like what's the range?"


Stevie-
"Oh, ha-ha. I don't need any help man. You know I'm smooth."


Seth-
"True 'nuff. Hey so... I gotta ask, who do you think is..."


Stevie-
"Ho ho! Already on the lookout yourself?"


Seth-
"Well, like you said, 'I'm a guy, I look around.' Also just for gossip 'cause that's fun."


Stevie-
"Hahaha. Um, I'm not very good at this. I gotta admit. Let's say, what about... that Bryce kid."


Seth-
"You're not just sayin' that 'cause he has long hair or something? Hmm... I dunno actually. He's into that metal stuff but I guess that doesn't exempt you. Any hints?"


Stevie-
"Well, the long hair, and he's bitchy."


Seth-
"Bitchy, yes. Haha.. I'll put him on the suspects list. OK, who I DON'T think is gay is... Derek, Kenny, that Indian kid Alex... Um, some of the new guys I don't remember the names of... OK nevermind. Suspects are... that drama-queen doctor, his little Australian "roommate", their little blond friend, Davin, Thierry, Daniel, that weird old English guy... who'm I forgetting?"


Stevie-
"Wow! That's a lot! You think they might ALL be gay? That's crazy!"


Seth-
"No no, I mean... some of 'em, almost certainly. That's just where I'm starting and then I narrow it down, y'know? Like I thought Jonah maybe, but then I found out he's all sad about his wife and kid. Bam, off the list."


Stevie-
"Hahaha. It's easy to forget you guys gotta do this thinkin', whenever that comes up."


Seth-
"It's pretty fun at least. Easier nowadays, I'm sure. Oh but yeah, TOTALLY the doctor, I think. That guy... hahah. Y'know."


Stevie-
"You think you'd go for him?"


Seth-
"Oh man, he's not bad looking, but SO high maintenance. Oh my god..."


Stevie-
"Hahahaha! Yeah he's a character. What is your type?"


Seth-
"Hm kinda like you, pretty flexible. I guess I'm into people who are different from me. That's pretty weird for the gays, at least that I've known. Most people go out with their clones sometimes, it's weird. Anyway, I used to go for black guys a lot. Now... Hm, I like pretty faces of course... Not too big. Not like, the super butch guys, but I don't like guys as skinny as me. Like that Australian, he's a little too much like, little brother or something. Bryce is kinda little brother-ish too, but... I dunno, hehe..."


Stevie-
"Hahah, sounds complicated. But yeah, if you got any preference at all, you're not likely to fit someone who fits it perfectly, for anybody."


Seth-
"Especially now, ugh. Limited pool."


Stevie-
"Haha..."


Seth-
"Well, lemme help you toss that stuff... oh wait, is that still good? I can't tell."


Stevie-
"I say, if I can still remember when I got it, it's good."

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Bryce poked his head in the door.

Bryce-
"Hey Mr. President."

Seth glanced over from the couch, and stood. Bryce noticed the rather... ornate decor.

Bryce-
"Oh man.. Tch.. classy!


Stevie-
"Hey, I thought I paid you to stay the fuck outta my shit, kid."


Bryce-
"That you did, and I am a man of my word. So I'll stand in the hall."

Seth got up to join him in the hall.

Seth-
"Hey, need something?"


Bryce-
"Yeah I was thinkin'... about that stuff with Doretta the other night."


Seth-
"It's pretty horrible, isn't it?"


Bryce-
"Somebody just brought up the subject of people going crazy and it got me thinking... was that really possession like people were talking today?"


Seth-
"I guess so. I didn't know... but the new people said they saw the same thing, even heard the monster say the same thing! It's really bizarre, I guess like... a demon possesses them and takes over their body. Their monster got away though, and even possessed another person."


Bryce-
"Oh like, it jumped bodies like in that Denzel Washington movie?"


Seth-
"Even weirder, it stayed in the original body, and possessed another one. It even ran around in both bodies, doing different things. Maybe it's more like an infection.."


Bryce-
"But they acted like, possessed. So we don't have any idea why that happens?"


Seth-
"Not yet, unfortunately. The doctor had a theory about health, but they saw a healthy cop get possessed so... maybe not."


Bryce-
"So if that's true, maybe it all started with like one possessed person, and everybody else had to come in contact with the possessed person."


Seth-
"Maybe, but how did that happen to Doretta? She was in her room the whole time, nobody came in or out."


Bryce-
"Huh. Well if that's true, then I guess it could happen to anybody at anytime as far as we know."


Seth-
"Maybe..."


Bryce-
"Shouldn't we like, all cover our fingertips with cotton balls and put on muzzles and stuff just in case? Get rid of all the weapons?"


Seth-
"Hahaha... I don't know if that would help. We had trouble with Doretta and she was pinned under a sofa. If someone gets possessed, that's just it I guess, gotta tie 'em up... That's why I wasn't eager to get that lady's guns though, when she offered them. I'd hate to see an armed Doretta.


Bryce-
"Guns?! I hadn't even thought of that... Think I'm gonna nail my door shut tonight. Thanks a lot."


Seth-
"Hey, c'mon. I don't think it's all that bad. We had Doretta sure, but this place has been pretty tight. Those poor new people, they saw ghosts and millions of zombies... it hasn't been bad here."


Bryce-
"Well where'd they start out?"


Seth-
"The mall."


Bryce-
"Like Westlake. Y'know that street over there? It's called Westlake avenue.."


Seth-
"Well yeah, but I still don't think it's that bad. The ghosts would have been here already, right?"


Bryce-
"Well, I just don't wanna see the possessed cop fundraiser parade rollin' down Westlake with a twenty-one gun salute for us. Guess there's nothin' for it! Have a nice night."


Seth-
"Geez."

Seth came inside and closed the door this time.

Seth-
"Stevie, you were right about the bitchy part at least, damn."

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

TIME WARP!!!

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Stevie goes through his old Steven Seagal VHS collection

Suddenly, the sound of all hell breaking loose upstairs - and then closer to home on this floor - stirred him from his 1988 styled reverie. He seized his swords and went out into the hall.

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Sharma flew into this room, crashing into piles of Stevie junk.

He was swooning, feeling like maybe he could fight his way back to consciousness, but it was all too much for him.

He let the world go, let the pain of his broken collarbone go, and passed out - partially disappearing into a mountain of coke cans.

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Volya pulled the Sharble man back out into the hall and the world of the living.

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

Later, after the siege, this room remained empty for the duration of the night.