Wearing a bunch of white on the beach. Oooh, that's gotta be blinding.

[awesomeoldman.livejournal.com]

[With the other Tenors gone off roaming the island, Jose's done the same, and managed to find himself on the beach. It seems like a relatively easy place to comb through, what with all the wide area and apparently no one along its expanse (although that might be his old age catching up to his eyesight again).

There's little else to do but trudge along the beach, watching for any movement.

...He doesn't realize yet that he's passing rather close to the Signer's Club.]

Comments

[raveryuusei.livejournal.com]

[Have a Prism in human form standing outside of the club, basking in the sunlight. The only thing that might alert Jose to anything being off about him is the lack of a tracker, and of course, his infamous rainbow hue eyes]

[awesomeoldman.livejournal.com]

[What's with those oddly colored eyes. Clearly, his supply of crack is running low. He SEES THINGS without it. Damn.

Not to mention there's something decidedly different about this Yuusei. Besides the eyes. He just can't place it right now. Damn, he needs his crack.]

[raveryuusei.livejournal.com]

[Prism smiles softly at the old man] Hello. Are you looking for someone?

[awesomeoldman.livejournal.com]

Not quite. [Steady unwavering gaze back.]

[raveryuusei.livejournal.com]

Not... quite? [Prism blinks slowly]

[awesomeoldman.livejournal.com]

I am merely investigating this area for locations of importance.

[raveryuusei.livejournal.com]

[Nod nod] Not much to see on the beach, but the club I work at is definitely a location of importance.

[awesomeoldman.livejournal.com]

Club? [Interest is peaked. Perverted old gramp.]

[raveryuusei.livejournal.com]

[Lucky for Jose, escorts don't judge]

It's a club of... various interests.

Interested, sir?

[awesomeoldman.livejournal.com]

Well, it does seem to be the only productive location I've come across so far.

[raveryuusei.livejournal.com]

[Have a smile so warm, it could melt ice]

Right this way~

[Leading Jose inside now]

[awesomeoldman.livejournal.com]

[Might as well. Although he has to be curious as to why Fudou Yuusei, of all folks, came to work in a place like this...]

[pimpnamedgodwin.livejournal.com]

[And here's daddy, returning home with two bags full of various treats for his boys. This one looks a little different tho', dressed in a tailored white suit and a purple shirt with a large hat tipped at a rakish angle. He carries a cane, but its well-oiled shaft and jeweled head suggests it is more for show then function.]

Good evening sir. You look a bit lost. Might I interest you in some... entertainment?

[awesomeoldman.livejournal.com]

[Jose responds in his usual wheezing voice through his crack respirator.]

Godwin. Your get up is ridiculous.

[pimpnamedgodwin.livejournal.com]

It's alright sir, my boys won't mind your mask and we'll make any accommodations you require. [Pushing Jose through the door now.]

[awesomeoldman.livejournal.com]

I was not aware you had children. [Well, he's a bit heavy what with all that metal on his body but hey, he's manageable.]

[pimpnamedgodwin.livejournal.com]

Children? [Rex laughs.] I have a son, but he's off doing some damn fool thing. No, sir. My boys live only to fulfill your desires.

[awesomeoldman.livejournal.com]

...This manner is most unlike you, Godwin.> [And he thinks he likes that. :|a ]

[pimpnamedgodwin.livejournal.com]

You bet your ass. I don't hold the same philosophy as my doubles. They... don't understand how to live the good life.

[awesomeoldman.livejournal.com]

When one lives a life as long as I, it must be the good life for it to be worth living. [If you're talking about what he thinks you're talking about, then, fuck awesome, man. lD ]

[king-of-funk.livejournal.com]

[Somewhere nearby is a tall blond man with a huge afro walking by. In his arms, a little baby. The child coos and pulls at her daddy's hair while he tries desperately to untangle her tiny fingers.]

[awesomeoldman.livejournal.com]

[He's seen many tall blond men in his ridiculously long life. As it was, this man registers as nothing special-only that his hair resembled a style that was popular with the humans a mere blink of the eye ago (then again, with his long life, an style that old would look quite in place).]

[king-of-funk.livejournal.com]

[Yes, but this tall blond man just happens to be JACK ATLAS. Except... different. And now he's putting the baby in a stroller. At Takasu's insistence, he will be taking little Jackie for a walk along the beach during his usual smoke break. Except no smoking allowed around the baby. Because Takasu would probably rip his dick off.]

[awesomeoldman.livejournal.com]

[Well aren't you a special little daddy. Prepare for a lifetime of grueling unappreciated labor. Goodness knows this man has his hands full with his three "adopted" members of his dysfunctional family.

He's trudging quite close to the stroller now, his extraordinarily long beard in perfect range for the wee one to tug at-or at least motion at.

...There's a rather distinct smell of crack coming from this old man, now that he's closer. :|a ]

[king-of-funk.livejournal.com]

[Craaaaaaaaaack? Jack's interest is piqued. Meanwhile, the little darling in the stroller will be reaching for your beard, Jose. And if she manages to grab it, she will yank. Hard.]

'Sup, brotha? You like da beach, too?

[awesomeoldman.livejournal.com]

[Aaand it's yanked. Old man doesn't seem to care much, though.]

I suppose. It is one of the more pleasing aspects of this strange location.

[king-of-funk.livejournal.com]

[Jackie coos and giggles. She'll be petting that beard now. And pulling. And petting some more.]

Yeah... great place ta get it on when ain't nobody lookin'.

[awesomeoldman.livejournal.com]

[Well, it's long enough that he isn't really noticing the tugging of the baby girl. He's more interested in what Jack's said, anyways.]

...Most beaches I have seen are heavily frequented. This is different?

[king-of-funk.livejournal.com]

Naw. I jus' come out here when it's less people aroun'. See dat rock ovah dere? [He points at it.] Yyyyyyyyeah.

[And now Jackie will try putting Jose's beard in her mouth. Jack finally reaches down and untangles it from her little fingers.] Girl, don' be puttin' dat in yo mouf, you donno where it's been!

[awesomeoldman.livejournal.com]

Unless you want your child to be an addict, I expect you don't want that. [Yoink.]

And I certainly hope there are better spots for that than that rock. Old bones and all. [Old man knows exactly what you're talking about. Extensive history and all that.]