Good Morning Bayville! (Open)

[Embers]

The sun beat down on the Bayville north park with a vengeance, making it a hot, sticky sort of day. In the middle of a path lay a drunk unconscious, and out of work, rock star. “Bloody ‘ell!” Tiler screamed as he toughed the pavement with his bare chest. The pavement, heated from the sun left a cherry red burn on his chest. As Tiler saw this he began screaming more profanities, most were for his head, because it was throbbing like was beat with a hammer. “I hate hangovers. Wheress my vodka?” Tiler stood up only too fall onto an oncoming jogger. “Watch were your walking!” he also began swearing at him as he kept jogging of. Just as he was about to collapse down again he saw a park bench with his vodka on it, and made a drunk run for it. He tumbled down on to the grass right in front of the bench and called it good as he reached up and grabbed for his vodka knocking it over onto his already burning chest. “Arg! Ah screw it.” As he gave up temporary hope for satisfying his burring desire for liquor, he curled up into a ball and waited to pass out, not taking notice of the couple jogging down the path in his direction.

[Sparrow]

-It's just Lily and her friend Jace for now! ^.^ -

Liliana Jackman looked at her companion as she walked through the park. There was another male she wished she was strolling with right now, but of course, her boyfriend was tied up with work. Instead, she would have to deal with one of her friends; Jace Hunter.

Jace, although he never referred to anyone as his friend, somewhat enjoyed Lily's company. She was easy to talk to and serious about the Corporation. But most of all, she didn't annoy him. Therefore, she was granted the privalege of hanging out with him.

So anyway Jace, did you come up with a theory yet? Lily mused, looking at the dark-haired handsome youth beside her.

Not yet, there are alot of factors. But we are looking in to it...what? Jace stopped speaking, not because he cared, but because Lily interrupted him with an audible gasp. The ever-caring Archangel rushed to the side of a limp body lying beside the path they were walking on.

It's just some drunk, leave him. Jace turned away with disgust written clearly on his face.

We can't leave him! You go ahead Jace, I'll see you later if you don't want to wait. Lily looked up at him briefly to see Jace shake his head in confusion at her giving attitude and walk back onto the park path.

Lily, meanwhile, tapped the drunken man's face with the palm of her hand not too lightly. Hey, wake up! She ordered, slapping him a little harder.

[Embers]

An abrupt slap brought him out of his passed out sleep. Tiler opened his eyes to see a brown haired beauty about the slap him again. “ouch.” She hit him. Tiler sat up and holding his head, it was throbbing, he needed some alcohol to get over this hang over. He quickly surveyed his surroundings, and didn’t recognize anything. “Where am I?” he asked the beauty, wait he though a beautiful girl a hang over I know this. “And how was I?” he asked. A half drunk smile crossed his face.