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Opie Winston

@despondentvices

They said on the day of my birth that the ghost of a dead man walked the earth. They I'm the bastard son of one bad motherfucking line of blood. [MC|18+]

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@RuffRidinLyla -- block once again. Tig was off in the corner with one of the Cara Cara girls, Happy was exactly that and drunk as a --

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@RuffRidinLyla -- skunk on cheap whiskey. Seemed these days only Jax and I had kept our wits about eachother, we knew with this peace --

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@RuffRidinLyla -- would also eventually turn to war, cops sniffing around or some other wayward bullshit. I could hear #Luann on the --

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@RuffRidinLyla -- phone and the tenor of her temper woven with concern, for her to get upriled it had to be something serious. Nothing --

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@RuffRidinLyla -- ruffled her feathers. When I saw her break from the crowd and newest scene and head straight for the door I couldn't --

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@RuffRidinLyla -- help but turn my head, but it was the caged bird cry that caused me to join the two near the door. As my hazy gaze --

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@RuffRidinLyla -- cleared I stared back at the girl whose car I had been working on after she drove it down to a flat rim.] #Luann? --

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@RuffRidinLyla -- Who? Where? [[Simple questions that would lead me where I needed to go, the way this worked was that they were the --

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@RuffRidinLyla -- beauty and we were the muscle.. And by all means, Lyla.. She was beautiful. Clutching my hands into tight fists I tried --

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@RuffRidinLyla [[My fists were coiled so tight that my knuckles had broken from a vibrant vermilion to a ghastly white as Lyla explained --

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@RuffRidinLyla -- what exactly what had happened.]] Could you tell me who it was? [[I felt #Luann's hand on my arm, bile spilling over --

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@RuffRidinLyla -- my tongue as I roughly slung the calming gesture away. It wasn't anything against #Luann but my temper was uncoiled --

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@RuffRidinLyla -- and there was nothing else I wanted to do other than apply the same hurt, or the equal physical pain, to the creep --

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@RuffRidinLyla -- that had upset Lyla. By this time Tig was by my side, he didn't need anymore answers than my judgement.]] Please..

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@RuffRidinLyla [[Sheathing my temper was the best I could do right now as my blood screamed to do anything but.]] I'll have Juice check --

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@RuffRidinLyla -- the video cameras, we'll deal with whoever did this. [[I wanted to hug her, hold her and explain that none of this --

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@RuffRidinLyla -- was her fault, but it wasn't my place so I nervously shuffled on my feet until #Luann finally embraced the shattered --

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@RuffRidinLyla -- girl.. Nervously stumbling over my words as I cast my gaze toward the floor with a low billowed groan.]] While I have ××