06-15-2017, 01:22 PM
Quote:Arriving in D2 from E9
The tinkling of glass could be heard echoing through the abandoned resort. Sergeant John Estes, also know as “Mad Bull” to his enemies, and “Sleepy” to his friends, was groping across and under a bar, rummaging for a full bottle of alcohol. His belly was laid across the counter-top while he struggled to stretch his fingers at the liquor shelf. A lovely bottle of Hennessy was almost in reach and he kicked his feet in the air to gain a few extra inches, but instead just feel in a clump on the other side.
“Arrgh!” he bellowed in shocked pain, the noise reverberating through the empty walls of the resort.
Rubbing the crown of his head, his eyes searched across his surroundings, cautious to spot other competitors, or any useful items nearby. Sleepy bit at the bottle’s cork and pulled it out with his teeth to a light *pop!*
The cop's mustache bristled as he took a healthy swig and began to patrol resort. Hennessy in hand, he walked through a screen door to the outside area where the forgotten pool lied.
The burly officer adjusted his cap and shielded his face from the misty weather. “Well, ain't that a shame,” he thought. “A hot rainy day, and here I was hoping to catch a couple’a bikini clad babes tanning today…”
Mad Bull took another swig of the liquor, sat it down on a nearby poolside table and began to unbutton his shirt and left it open to the sea breeze. Sweat was already beginning to bead down his chest in the stifling, humid weather.
“This weather better pass soon, or I’m liable to just drink this whole bottle and be done with it!” he muttered to himself.
Alcohol in hand, he continued to patrol the poolside. The water was devoid of swimmers and the whole resort probably hadn’t had vacationers in ages. “Good thing booze don’t go bad,” he thought.
Sleepy walked to the edge of the pool and leaned on the diving board. He took another sip and stared out into the jungle foliage just beyond the resort’s confines. His police intuition seemed to tell him that something was out there, perhaps even watching him. Rather than show all his cards, the policeman pretended to lackadaisically continue his passive search of the resort, but all his senses on guard, like a frightened animal that knows there is a jungle cat somewhere within the bush.