[rp] Sliping out of the party...

[magic_fratboy]

He was wiped out after the whole thing was over, but the important thing was that the whole goddamn thing was over.

He'd made it.

"Howzabout another round of karaoke, bro?"

Tommy rolled his eyes at Ben, flipping him off as he finished the last of his beer. "Man, I ain't doing that again for the rest of my fuckin' life. Make Jay and Mike sing with Lola, I'm gonna go take a leak."

"Real attractive, loser."

"In your eye, don't mock the mark." Tommy grinned, shoving his left wrist under Ben's nose for the umpteenth time to proudly brandish the small set of handcuffs that were now tattooed there...mystically, sure, but still there nonetheless to symbolize his permanent link to the order.

Setting his bottle down on the table, Tommy headed for the bathroom in the club and relieved himself, then caught the time when he was washing his hands and realized how late it was. Damn it, he'd promised to let the girls know...

After a little magic made to send word to Lauren, Baileigh, and Sophie, Tommy slipped out of the magician's club and onto the street, rummaging through his cell phone for the address to Sassy's place...right there, as promised. He wasn't sure she was there, but it was a link to her all the same.

Being a full member of the Fraternity meant he was completely unrestricted in using his power as he saw fit. Still riding an adrenaline high, he made a bit of a production of it and walked about a block away, turning the corner with a small use of power...

...and instead of walking into a young girl's bedroom, where he expected to be by focusing on Sassy, he found himself in a slightly hairier situation. And, from the looks of it, she was in equally dire straights. Jesus, what was wrong with those dudes faces?...

Blanching as he watched Sassy stake one, then watched it explode, he couldn't decide whether to help or leave her to it.

"Yo, Sass!!"

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[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

Tommy smiled...then blinked, frowning thoughtfully. "You know? I don't. Never have." he admitted, shrugging. "The guys say that some things I can do are just instinct, like in my blood? Escapology, for instance. I guess I'm...some kinda deadeye? Hell if I know. Guess I should just be happy I didn't miss, huh?"

[no-substitution.livejournal.com]

"Oooh, I get it. This whole Slayer thing is instinct." She nudged him left to go towards the apartment building and tried to stealthily settle more of her weight against him without being obviously as just sagging into a ball of dead weight. She could walk, there was just a lot of ow going on. "So what else can you suddenly magically do, besides like being el capitan big bad detector and resident knight in shining armor pour moi?"