Kicking it by the fire

[gatt]

"Wait a second" Fritz said as he looked at Kit closer "you did a fairly popular song, I forgot what it was called, but one of the people next to my room got a record and he would play it when I wasn't around, I only heard the ending when I get back from the bathroom."

[Deja]

"Lesse. . . " She mused over some of the songs that she has done that where popular "Did it go somethin' like this?"

She picked up her guitar and began to play some chords and after a few seconds sung along with it.

((I would come up with something but I am lazy as hell right now XD))

[gatt]

"I think it was like that" Fritz said as he picked up his instrament "but it whent more like this"
He then started to play a soft mellow tune, but then it became more iratic and started to sound somthing like a heavy metal tune. He then stopped suddenly saying "sorry, it kind of get out of hand sometimes."

[Deja]

"Its okay" She said "Yeah I haven't practiced that song in a while. . . that and I have a bad habit of changing the songs slightly between performances. . ."

[gatt]

"Well, that's alright, change makes proggress" Fritz said "that and change also makes a racket in your pocket while your running."

[Deja]

She chuckled slightly, the guy was really odd but funny. . . Kit wondered what it was exactly that landed him in an asylum. . .

She raised her ears a bit and listened to the sounds outside "Sounds like tha storm is still kicking"

[gatt]

"Well that's good" Fritz said as he looked out the window, which was whitened by the freezing tempretures and the snow.
"Is there any chance that we might get snowed in?" Fritz asked with a tiny bit of horror in his voice "you know, just in case."

[Deja]

"There is always ah chance of that" She said "But ah doubt this un will be that bad"

[gatt]

"Uhh, alright" Fritz said as he started to shake a little "I am just afraid of realy inclosed places. Makes me, unstable, if you know what I mean."
Fritz started to shake like a small branch on a windy day before he sat down. His eyes darting around the room a little.

[Deja]

"Calm down calm down" She said in a shushing voice "Dun worry. . . like ah said ah doubt this one will be a close in"

[gatt]

"I amsoorryyy" Fritz said, for a moment on the fritz ((no pun intended)) "everything would just get smaller and smaller, and everything would usuly get blury because I am far sighted." Fritz stood there for a moment before saying "that's probebly the reason why I am considered a Sharpshooter."

[Deja]

Kit nodded slightly "Well if we where gonna be closed in ah tha power would be out raht about now" She said "Cause the crystal gnerator would be froze ovah"

[gatt]

"Well, at least I am not afraid of the dark" Fritz said as he sat down infront of the fire agen "is there anything to eat?" Fritz asked "I haven't had a good meal in ages."

[Deja]

"Yah" She pointed to the man sitting behind the reception desk reading something "He'll send ya order back to tha kitchens. . . do ya have money ta pay for it?" She blinked out of curiosity

If he didn't, and she kinda doubted that he did from what he said, she supposed she could spring him that bit of cash. After all its bad karma to let something like that slide.

[gatt]

"Let me see here" Fritz said searching his person, he dug through his pockets, and then he slid a bandage on his head to the side and slipped out some money that was folded underneath it.
"I don't think it's much, maybe not enough even" Fritz said "but it aint the first time I whent without food."

[Deja]

"Ah suppose ah could spring ah bit for ya" Kit said setting down her guitar "Food isn't TO much 'ere. . . but if ya can't ah could lend you a couple bucks"

[gatt]

Fritz got up and looked down at the man in the reception desk and placed what little money he had on the desk and asked "would this at least get me some frys?"
The man walked to the back to get Fritz his frys, kind of worried because of Fritz's overall look.