Post by Sebastian Lathan Gallahue on Dec 21, 2012 15:19:00 GMT -5
Sebastian woke up, hearing a very familiar voice calling his name. His head ached a bit, although probably not as much as it should have considering the amount he had to drink before he had crashed. The Renegade leader groaned, turning his head so that his face was smothered against the pillow. The Lycan was laying on his stomach and all of the lights in the bedroom were off, windows either boarded up or covered with curtains. Hatter was primarily nocturnal and he did not enjoy having rays of light waking him up. Sleeping all of the way through was much more preferential. At hearing his name again, the man let out a sigh and sat up, rubbing his head. He knew he wouldn't be able to ignore Tara, and he wouldn't want to. Hatter did love her after all, as well as the rest of the gang. The world and everyone else could burn for all he cared, although that wouldn't be much fun. He'd prefer to torture and play with them himself.
Standing up, the man scratched his slightly messy hair and stretched his arms and body. After popping a few painkillers, Sebastian opened the door and sauntered down the hallway, heading towards the kitchen where he heard the woman. The Lycan was wearing his leather pants, only having managed to remove his shoes, socks, and shirt before zonking out on his bed. It had been a long day for him, the man having been awake the previous whole day and evening. There was a lot of business and events going on with his gang. They had been making plans to wreak havoc at various places for fun, a few places needing precise timing if they wanted to do it right. The light from the kitchen caused Sebastian to cringe slightly and he covered his blue eyes, waving his hand at Tara and murmuring, "Hush a bit, love. I've got meself a nasty headache."
The man walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her form, kissing the back of her head. His eyes glanced over the items she brought and he gave a smile. "Did ol' Tara go Christmas 'shopping'? You're such a dear," he said with a chuckle, knowing full-well how she obtained the items. Being the thief that he was, Sebastian appreciated the means she took, taking them himself. What was the fun in following the law, after all?
Standing up, the man scratched his slightly messy hair and stretched his arms and body. After popping a few painkillers, Sebastian opened the door and sauntered down the hallway, heading towards the kitchen where he heard the woman. The Lycan was wearing his leather pants, only having managed to remove his shoes, socks, and shirt before zonking out on his bed. It had been a long day for him, the man having been awake the previous whole day and evening. There was a lot of business and events going on with his gang. They had been making plans to wreak havoc at various places for fun, a few places needing precise timing if they wanted to do it right. The light from the kitchen caused Sebastian to cringe slightly and he covered his blue eyes, waving his hand at Tara and murmuring, "Hush a bit, love. I've got meself a nasty headache."
The man walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her form, kissing the back of her head. His eyes glanced over the items she brought and he gave a smile. "Did ol' Tara go Christmas 'shopping'? You're such a dear," he said with a chuckle, knowing full-well how she obtained the items. Being the thief that he was, Sebastian appreciated the means she took, taking them himself. What was the fun in following the law, after all?