<strong>Name:</strong>Caleb Jones (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156592.msg7173777#msg7173777)<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Super Burger<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Kyle, Radojka, Jessica open<br/><br/>Panting slightly Caleb finally arrived at the burger joint and a look of disgust quickly filtered across his face. He hated the smells of place it reeked of human waste, the smell of oil spills, stale sweat, rancid meat and many others. He walked towards the bench Kyle and his mysterious guest where sitting at. He walked through the group of Kyle's friends, a fake smile plastered across his face as he greeted them shaking hands, bumping fists, hugging, pats on the back, kisses on the cheek. He couldn't believe he used be as vain and idiotic as them, still there where times when they made him smile, when he remembered what he used to be. Truth be told there was nothing as thrilling as hunting but he still loved the adrenaline rush of jumping out of a plane or off a building, of riding a long a large wave, attempting to beat the raw power of nature with nothing but a simple wooden board.<br/><br/>He eventually manage to squeeze his way through the throng of people and dropped done into Jessica's now empty seat, he reaches down picking up her of coke and quickly begins to drink it. He stares at the woman wrapped head to toe in clothing she was new, an unknown, he didn't like this. His nostrils flaring as he inhaled her scent focusing on it, attempting to see what it told about her. It was wrong...unnatural it made him uncomfortable, it made him feel threatened. He glared at her accusingly before  turning his attention towards Kyle nodding his head by way of greeting. "<strong>You really do have poor taste, can't imagine why out  of the places to eat you choose here, s'not like money's exactly an issue.</strong>" He stated glancing around the stained parking lot, littered with trash,  members of various hangs recline in, on or near there cars, each blasting the music from their cars speakers, the various songs ringing out in the cold night air competing with each other and creating a terrible racket. "<strong>So what's this big news of yours? And where's the pup?</strong>"<br/><br/>