Walking Into The Dark [open]

[Anastacia Potter]

April 18th 2009

Anastacia walks from the bus top towards the entrance of the town. She has no idea why she has come here, let alone left everyone behind who she thought she loved. Stacey didn't want to burden them with all that she had to deal with in her life, and all the men she has led astray, or who have led her astray. Stacey wondered who she might meet in this very small town. Would there be any local boys to have a good time with? Maybe she didn't need it.

Stacey soon spottedd a little motel to her left, and entered it. She paid the old lady behind the counter, and walked towards room 6. Stacey unlocked the door, and walked into the dark room. She looked around and found a light switch. Turning it on, Stacey scanned the room, finding a bed, small square table with 4 chairs, a tv, and a door which led to a bathroom. Next to that door was a wardrobe. Stacey walked over to the bed, and sat down. Glancing to the bedside table, there was a machine in between the bed and beside table. Stacey smiled at it. It was a coin operated "Magic Fingers" machine.

[debbie]

Debbie had been in Las Vegas for over a month now, and was loving it. She didn't think she'd settle somewhere new and was annoyed when Brendan had said he was moving from New York, but she was glad she had followed him to Las Vegas. However, a couple of days previously she had decided to go on a little trip to Kingman in Arizona. She just needed to get away from the norm so to speak.

Debbie had been out for a few drinks, and was in room 9 in the little motel she had chosen to stay at, however with the few drinks in her making her somewhat giggly and giddy, she was looking at the number on her key the wrong way around, making it appear to be a 6. She put the key in the door, not even realising it wasn't locking or unlocking the door, and she pushed it open and fell into the room.

She soon got a shock however, when she saw another girl sitting on her bed. However, she just began to laugh, then realised that she must have been in the wrong room, as she looked at the key number again and realised it was a 9 and not a 6.

"Oh god, am so sorry fer disturbin' ya, sure thought this was ma room, looked at the number on ma key wrong, sorry again sweetheart" Debbie said, her Texan accent coming out even stronger when she had a drink in her.

[Anastacia Potter]

Stacey was just about to place coins into the machine, when the door to the room opened up. It actually flew open, slamming into the wall. Then along with the door, this woman flew in, and fell into the room. Stacey stood up instantly from the bed, and was shocked. Was there no privacy anywhere? Then the woman said to her that she was sorry, and that she looked at her number on the key wrong. She sounded like she was a little drunk to Stacey.

She kind of laughed a little, looking at the woman. Stacey didn't understand why she was drinking, as she was quite pretty. "That's okay. It happens. Did you need a hand to your room?" Stacey thought it was only polite to ask if she needed help, as she would have liked help if she was in the same situation. Actually, Stacey had been in a lot of these situations, though had never gone into a room by accident.

Stacey walked towards her, attempting to help her over to the bed. "Or maybe it is best if you stay here for a moment. I can get you some water or something." Once the woman was sitting stable on the bed, Stacey went over to the little fridge, and grabbed a bottle of water. She then went back over the woman, and offered it to her. "Here, and my name is Anastacia. But if you want you can call me Stacey."

[debbie]

Debbie smiled when the girl said it was okay for her rude interruption into her room by mistake. She then asked her if she needed a hand to her room. Debbie began to shake her head but continued to smile. "It's alrigh' thanks fer askin' though sweetheart, am sure I'll get there jus' fine" she replied as she felt herself sway from side to side and then thought maybe she wouldn't be just so fine.

However, the next thing she knew the girl was walking toward her and leading her to the bed, saying it might be best for her to stay there for the moment. "Ya know, maybe yer right sweetheart" Debbie said with a bit of a laugh as she sat down on the bed, and ran her hands through her hair. She couldn't deny that her head was pounding right at that moment. She really did have to stop drinking so much when the chips were down. Having that fight with her brother over his girlfriend's age was horrible, and she hadn't been able to bring herself round to talk to him yet.

The girl then asked if she wanted some water or something, Debbie nodded her head, "Water sure be great, thanks" she replied, and smiled when the girl handed her over a bottle of water and then introduced herself as Anastacia. "Pleased to meet ya Stacey, am Debbie" she said, introducing herself to the lovely brunette girl who was being very kind considering she had trashed into her hotel room in error.

[Anastacia Potter]

"Hi Debbie. So were you out celebrating or something? I personally don't drink a lot myself, only on special occassions." Stacey studied Debbie for a moment. She looked around the same age as herself. Stacey then thought she might be a little like herself, thinking about her days in collage, where she would always liked to have a good time. Though it didn't always just involve the alcohol, but othter fun stuff, like sex.

"Are you staying here temporarily, or are you just visiting for a couple of days?" Stacey didn't know what else to say to Debbie. Maybe after she rests up from being intoxicated, Debbie might be better at conversing with her. Stacey looked down at her crumpled clothes, realising that she maybe should change soon, and do a little sight seeing of her own.

[echolls12]

A man wearing a green shirt and jeans entered the hallway of the motel. He began rapping on the doors and the wall as he walked by. As he did so he shouted, "Wang Chung's in town! Come on everybody! Wang Chung tonight! Everybody wang chung tonight! Wang chung or I'll kick your ass!"

As the man knocked on Room Five, he saw bald latino get ouf of room four swearing at him. The man saw the foreigner was about to punch him when the man took out a couple of bills from his pocket and he said, "If I donate to the Latino Pain in the Ass fund, will you shut up Pablo?"

"Sure," the man grumbled as he took the money and went back into his room.

The man then skipped into Room Six and he saw the door was open. He stood in the doorway and he saw two women inside his room. That's right! His room. The only room with a functional lock that he certainly had paid with a large wad of cash to make sure nobody gets inside it. Clearly the old lady on the reception desk certainly needs a scolding from him.

"You know Angels that I once thought that the best two things one enjoys after two days in jail. Two days worth of Ellen in the Tivo. Mmm, hmm! That sweet feeling," the man said as he walked into the room and closed the door, "But now I discover that you get to have two slim and sexy women in your little room after jail time, but I'm quite confused because I didn't have a booty call when the cops gave me my one and only phone call."

The man looked at the women inside the room and he said, "Well both of you seem to be talking and both you have your clothes on. It's either you're here to give me a little show or my thoughts of both of you coming over to sell me real estate is true."

The man then took off his sneakers and he got on the bed. He looked at the brunette and he smiled. He then relaxed on the bed and stretched his arms a bit, "And can I say that my eyes adored you? Speaking of thoughts, I guess you're having some nice thoughts about me. Hey, I get it. Sometimes I'm up all night in my bed, just thinking of me."

[debbie]

Debbie shook her head, "No I ain't celebratin' nothin', jus' felt like havin' a bit of fun" she replied, giving Stacey a smile. "Guess ya could say am a bit of a party girl, closed ma shop to come here an' have a bit of a break" she continued with a smile. She could feel herself beginning to sober up slightly what with the water Stacey had given her.

"Jus' here fer a couple of days, stay in Las Vegas actually" Debbie replied giving Stacey another smile. It was just at that point, that Stacey's room door seemed to be getting tried again, what was it with this room? Did everybody seem to think that number six was their room?

Debbie looked at Stacey as much as to say who the hell was this guy, and did she know him, but the way he was speaking Debbie had to go with the option that Stacey didn't know who he was. Debbie wasn't quite sure what to say to the guy who seemed to be a rather obnoxious up himself kind of guy.

"I think yer in the wrong room, I know I sure am, already apologised to Stacey here 'bout tha' mistake" Debbie said, as she wondered what Stacey was going to do about the further intrusion from this guy. "An' ya know ma brother would ask who the hell d'ya think ya are, Don Juan?" Debbie said eyeing him suspiciously. How the hell did the guy get into the room anyway, after all, there couldn't be another mix up of an upside down key, like what had happened to Debbie.

[Anastacia Potter]

Stacey liked this girl - she liked to have a good time. So maybe she would also have a good time with Debbie here. "Maybe we should have some fun together." Stacey then wondered if there were any local bars, or even just one bar, so she could find some cute guys to hang with. Then Stacey heard her say that she is staying at Las Vegas. Stacey smiled at Debbie, "Maybe I should visit you and do some gambling."

At this last thought, Stacey heard the door rattle. She wondered who it could be, as no one knew that she was in this little town right now, not even her parents. The door opened, and in strode a guy. When Debbie looked at her, giving her a look, as to say who is this guy. All Stacey could do was shrug her shoulders, and return her attention to the guy.

As the guy spoke, Stacey thought one thing: sleeze big time. He was rambling on about all this stuff about jail, and booty calls. Stacey had come across a lot of guys who were up themselves, but after some time in getting to know them, they were not always all that bad. Then Debbie spoke up. Stacey had to laugh at how forward Debbie was to this guy.

Stacey raised an eyebrow at him, as he looked at her. Then he said he adored her. Againe she had to laugh. "Whatever. You really are full of yourself, aren't you? What with barging in on us, and then trying to hit on us. What can we expect from you next? Make a move on me? I prefer to know my guy first for longer than 30 seconds."

[echolls12]

As he heard Debbie start talking, he mouthed her words with his right hand with him saying blah, blah, blah, blah. After she accused him of being in the wrong room, he looked at her with an annoyed smile on his face, took out his room key and he then spoke with a Texan accent, "Oh golly. I din't know I was in the wrong room. I am pretty sure my key had a 6 on it instead of a nine. Hmmm..6, 9, 69? Is yer little talk the prelude of some girl on girl action?"

The man stood up and walked towards the wardrobe. He opened it and there were quite a lot of 'guy' clothes inside it. He then spoke at her with his usual voice, "Oh look! My clothes are here! Is it just those clothes are mine or 'Stacey' there likes to wear the same underwear like I do?"

The man took out one of his underwear and showed it to Debbie and Stacey, "So any other thing that you want to be proven?"

After hearing Debbie demanding who he is, he shoved his underwear back to the wardrobe and he imitated a puppy dog face, "I'm the guy who needs some lovin'. Care to give me some?"

"Oooooh! She likes it a bit foxy huh," the man said and he winked at Stacey. The man jumped on top of the bed and he began speaking in a melodramatic manner that Shakespearean actors do when they speak, "Push in on our hero. Natural light frames his handsome, weathered face, as he is being interrogated by annoying blondie. I am Lawrence Duncan Anderson. [Imitating Yoda] Ready for booty call I am, hmmm. [Back to normal voice] That all good enough for our thirty second getting-to-know-each-other session?"

Lawrence got down from the bed and he closed the door, "By the way you can call me Lance for short."

Lance clapped his hands together and rubbed it, "So? Who loves ride like the wind? And tips in riding a mechanical bull, make sure your top is not covered. It helps in not being thrown off from the damn thing. Oh wait! We're not in Texas. Sorry. Blondie with an accent confused me."

Lance went to the green phone beside the bed and he said, "Who wants Chinese? I could order something fancy if you want to, but room service privileges in Vegas doesn't extend here. I can however call in one of my hotels there to send one of my chefs here. It'll me and both of you, dinner with a candlelight and champaigne would rain from the skies. Who's up for it?"

[debbie]

"Sure we can, am always up fer fun me" Debbie replied when Stacey mentioned about them both having some fun sometime. Besides it was about time Debbie made another friend who wasn't Megan, not that being Megan's friend was a bad thing, but well pretty much where Megan went, Brendan went, so it would be good to have a friend who wasn't attached to her brother like a limpet and she meant that in a nice way of course. "Yer welcome to come visit me anytime ya like, usually find maself in The Corinthian, ma brother's girlfriend works there ya see" Debbie said explaining a little more about what she does in her spare time.

So, from the look on Stacey's face it was obvious to Debbie that she didn't know who this guy was either. But Debbie didn't like the way he was talking, or the way he was acting. To be honest, he was acting like pretty much the jerk and a huge one at that as well. Debbie could only smile as Stacey spoke back to the guy as well.

Debbie glared at the guy, if Brendan had been here, he'd have flown for him by now. "Don' go takin' the piss outta ma accent either ya ass" Debbie said in an angry voice, yeah she liked men, but she liked men who were strong and protective, not assholes like this one seemed to be coming across. He was so...full of it. It was taking Debbie all her time not to snort in his face. "An' no it ain't, yer disgustin' mate" Debbie said in an annoyed and disgusted voice when he spoke about the six and the nine thing.

"Whoop de doo, yer clothes are in there, so the receptionist made a mistake, ain't Stacey's fault, an' it sure ain't mine" Debbie said getting really annoyed. Debbie had to stifle a laugh when he brought his underwear out, as if she really needed to see that. "Put them away, never know where they been" she said with a frown. If this guy didn't back down any time soon she might have to use her power on him to get him to back down. He might find himself a rather large kitty to contend with.

"Well if am so annoyin' Sir Lance-alot then why don' ya throw me out?" Debbie challenged him with a frown and a harsh voice, she had no time for guys like this, they pissed her off big time. When he started taking the piss out of Texas Debbie could feel herself getting really annoyed. And Debbie being annoyed was not a good thing, because the more annoyed she got, the stronger her ability usually was and the more chance she'd suddenly turn into something which might shock both of them, if they didn't know about people like herself.

"D'ya hafta take the piss outta where I come from? Besides I don' live there no more, I live in Las Vegas, so why don' ya save yer breath Casanova?" she asked, as her eyes grew very dark, just like Brendan's did when he was getting angry and his powers began to take a mind of their own. The same thing was beginning to happen with Debbie and she could feel herself twitching.

Great she thought as he mentioned Vegas, did that mean he was actually from there himself? He better not be, she didn't want to ever have to meet him again any time soon. Debbie hated guys like that with a passion. So by the time he started going on about candlelight and champagne Debbie's twitching got worse, and she thought to herself not now, no, but it was too late, she'd already began to take the form of a tiger.

Soon she was on the floor of the room and growling at Lance, as Debbie within the tiger tried desperately not to jump for him in case she hurt the girl who could have become her new found friend and would probably run a mile now thinking Debbie was some sort of freak or something.

[Anastacia Potter]

Anastacia was really not impressed with this guy. So what if his clothes were in this room, she just wanted to get a way from him. But then maybe he would be some fun for this dull moment in her life. Maybe Debbie didn't appreciate this guy either, though if the guy was alone with one of them, he might be different. This could be the show before the actual act. Stacey looked him up and down as kept showing off, and rambling on. She always watched and listened to Debbie.

Anastacia had to smile and smirk as Debbie was defending herself. Stacey wondered if she would have done that, or just blown off the comments, but Debbie seemed rather passionate, which Stacey thought was a good quality. Stacey was at times, but when it came to guys, most of the time she was just in it for the good time.

Stacey began to drown out his so-called casanova, and began to concentrate on Debbie. She was twitching a little, and Stacey began to get a bit worried. She wondered if this girl had taken something else while drinking, and her body wasn't handling it well. Stacey looked at the guy, and then back at Debbie, and her body was moving more rapidly. And then all of a sudden Stacey saw in front of her a full grown tiger. She couldn't believe her eyes, which were growing wider and wider in horror.

[echolls12]

"Oh I can chuck you out of the room of I wanted..." Lance said as he saw Debbie morph into something not human. Debbie, the annoying blondie, turned into a large cat. Lance slowly walked towards to Stacey's side and he simply continued his sentence, "...to."

Lance looked at Stacey and he looked at her, "Stay behind me. I'll handle this."

Lance looked back at tiger-Debbie and he smiled, "Lookie lookie! Blondie became a kitty! D'you like a furbally?"

Lance raised his right hand and said, "You're not the only special person here though. You see I can do this."

Lance then cocked his hand to the right and an invisible gravitational force was hurled at Debbie. The force was good enough not only to repel her away, but also probably send the tiger out of the walls of the motel.