Home is where the heart dont want you

[Lissachoa]

~* It's been about a good whole month before she could come back to the U.K. with what she had left...
Her crap for a Jeeep, Oil cans, Garbage, paper and pencils, "Post it" note pad, audio tapes, a extra hub cap, soda cans, wallet, keys, junk food, and of course, Her iguana Sama...
Parked behind the dealer she kept to herself while they went about their usual ripping off deals, laying in the driver seat with her headset on, listening to whatever she was playing on the tape, distracting herself with a old, old, old fashion Game boy as Sama reasted himself on her stomach and chest, after all these years that little guy sure had grown big, her usual green and black shirt hung up on the middle bar rail dripping wet with seemed to be water, along with her favorite glove and brown jacket that seemed to have been torn a bit, some needel and thread was dangeling off the sleeve as though she was in the middle of fixing it but gave up, her sunglesses rested on the top of her head like a head band but it didnt hold any of her hair back, her black tank top shirt looked a bit worn but she didnt seem to mind, of course her jeans were still worn and torn at the knees that appeared to be freashly staine din blood as her knees appeared to be bleeding but she ignores them along with her right arm that appeared to be deeply cut into, neatly stiched up.
All of this.....an no sign of Cain...*~

[Murduck]

"Beaut, isn't she?"

Err...sure..

~ The month seemed to have breezed past for Murdoc. Not much struggle, not much tinkering about as the days past. Just business as usual. He looked over the car's shiny hood, gazing at its striking surface. ~

" The Kicherer Audi R8, good sir. Accelerates from 0 to 100 in only 4.7 seconds and reaches a top speed of more than 300 km/h! Kicherer has developed new body components, giving the Audi R8 not only a unique look but also an optimal aerodynamic downforce. The front spoiler reduces the lift on the front axle by 15 percent. As an aerodynamic counterpart for the rear axle, Kicherer has designed a new wing profile for the standard pop-up rear spoiler which provides increased downforce on the rear axle. It's a bleeding intelligent piece of equipment, sir. You can't pass this one up. "

It looks rather uncool. Like a inbred of a Sonata and a pick up truck. *Stuffs my hand down my trouser pocket, peeking at my wrist watch, I whisper to the woman next to me*

Honestly, do we have to do this?
" Sweetheart, you know we need a new car, don't we? Don't you want to look smart and fancy for those upper-class posh bosses of yours?"

*She adjusts my collar, patting my cheek as I frown*

Jesus..*sighs, massaging my forehead* You're killing me, y'know that?

[Lissachoa]

*Sama perks his head up for a moment, noticing the voice from before as he crawls off my chest and leaps out of the Jeeep and makes his way to the front in plain sight, the workers there already know of Choa's precents and that lizard of hers tso they basicly ignore it as it makes it way up to Murdoc*

[Murduck]

~ Murdoc, unfortunately, didn't take notice of Sama at first. He was, after all, still rather small compared to the rest of them. His girl friend however, took one short glance at let out a shriek. ~

" KILL IT! KILL THAT INFERNAL BEAST! IT'S DISGUSTING, GET IT AWAY!!"

Will you stop it, you're making a scene! *Pries her off me, irritated*

" Murdoc it's a fucking lizard!! Get it away!!" *She starts swinging her hand bag at Sama*

Car Salesman: Ma'am calm down, he doesn't harm anyone..*gets smacked by the handbag*

~ The woman starts to grow frantic, swinging her purse around and screaming like a banshee ~

Oh for Satan's sake! *Picks up the lizard, and walks outside, placing it back on the ground, far off*

Jesus..*crouches down next to it* You saved me, back there. Honestly. People. Pond scum, sometimes.

[Lissachoa]

*strangely Sama simply crawls onto his lap and licks his hand to double check to see it was Murdoc before crawling off his lap and rushing over to the back of one of the offices*

[Murduck]

"Ugh! I can't believe this! Revolting, dirty, sickening!! It's like the Amazon, here!! Filthy little runt, where is it?? I'll step on its head!"

~ The woman screamed, clutching to her hand bag, neatening herself. ~

" Revolting. We're not buying any car from you..you hooligans, you! Playing that sort of trick on paying customers! What kind of business are you running?!"

*Picks myself up, dusting my knees, looking towards where Sama crawled off to. Hesitant at first, I take a step forward before looking back at that meddling minge arguing with the Car Salesman. Shaking my head, I follow after the lizard*

" And just where do you think you're going?" ~ She tapped her foot, her hands on her waist and a scary look on her face. ~

Ugh. Away. Don't follow me. *sneers, walking off*

[Lissachoa]

*Sama rolls his eye before comeing back out out from behind the office with his tail in the air and his dewlap fanned out, trying to look threatening as he lets out a hiss and runs up towards the women*



(( I had fun typing that XD ))

[Murduck]

*Grabs it, holding it by its tail as the woman starts flailing her bag about in defence. I whisper to Sama*

Really, you're the first known living creature that would actually run towards this crea--

"Murdoc, get rid of it!!"

Yea yea yea, don't get your panties in a twist. *mumbles to myself* Pompous little tart. *Walks off with Sama, putting him down far off at the car park*

Jesus, you've gotten big..

[Lissachoa]

*walks out from behind the office, looking around*

Hey! Saaamaaa, where did you run off to?

*he perks his head up and makes his way over to me, jumping up on my leg, nearly knocking me over*

hey, hey, what did i say about doing that? what's with all the comotion about any wa-

*notices Murdoc, with little to no hesitation I pick up Sama, placeing him over my shoulder and walks back behind the office*

[Murduck]

~ No doubt, he had moved on, and coped better than she did, in a way. But the guilt stuck with him. ~

...Hey, wait! *Follows after her*

[Lissachoa]

*tosses Sama in the back seat and places myself back o the driver side, putting my headphones back on, picking up my game boy once again, compleatly shutting him out*

[Murduck]

...*Peeks at Sama*

So, this is why you came up to me, huh?

..Christ..What a mess.. *Walks up to the front seat, stuffing my hands down my pockets. I lift one side of her headphones away from her ear*

Do you mind if we stopped to chat for a bit?

[Lissachoa]

*waves my Game boy*

Hey, Megaman is not gonna save the world from Dr. Wily by himself you know...

*sama growing frustrated with my ignerance he jumps up on her lap and pulls the game out of my hand, tossing it to the side and galres at me*

*huffs as I pull off my head phones*

ok, fine, what is it? got anything you need imported? or shipped out?

[Murduck]

*I lower my eyelids, shaking my head at her*

You absolute walking paradox.

[Lissachoa]

what? 78% of the cars here are made up of stolen parts...