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“You still smoke those damn things?” “Yep.” Charon replied, blowing smoke just after. “Didn’t Winston talk to you about quitting?” “Come on, Penny, you know he smokes as much as me,” the man replied, a glib smile on his face. Penny sighed, a hand to her forehead as they walked towards the parlor. The young reporter was on edge, even more than usual. Despite her general cheer, when things got under Penny’s skin it was beyond clear. Her fingers brushed through her brown locks of hair, her jade green eyes closed as she removed her glasses and placed them in her pocket. “Can’t be that bad, the smoke’s going downwind...and if you were really worried about me I have more serious health concerns,” Charon said. He was still in a fairly good mood, but he wondered if it was the painkillers he was one. They helped, but he couldn’t overdo it. A little pain and staying sharp was worth the alternative of being dull and dead. “Yeah, yeah. It’s just...This case is a lot. People around here aren’t exactly eager to talk to outsiders, even at a good time.” “Can’t blame ‘em,” Charon remarked as he walked with Penny, looking down at her. He made a mental note to put out the cigarette before he went in. He had had a scuffle or two with the Longmen, but he hadn’t made any real enemies. Given Pax Romana’s men coming after him, he couldn’t afford for another mob to put him in the crosshairs. He then looked over at Penny. “So, how do you know about this place.” “A friend of mine works here,” Penny said quickly. “Oh? I haven’t heard you talk about this friend before,” Charon teased. He smiled as he looked down at her. “So, what’s her name?” “...Shan. Listen, Char, just don’t embarrass me in front of her, please,” Penny said, grabbing his sleeve. “This is already hard enough without you acting like a goof.” “Pen, c’mon, do you know anyone smoother than me?” Charon asked playfully. “I’ve met sandpaper smoother than you,” she said back. “That so? Guess I’ll need to pour on the char…
The pair of them looked at the building. A three story building. The first thing that Charon noticed as the sign he read. “’Lin’s Tea Parlor’?” “Shan’s grandma owns the place,” Penny replied, taking a deep breath. “That’s what she tells me, anyway.” “So is it Shan or her grandma who knows about the Hatchetman?” Charon asked. “All she told me was to come here and keep it off the record, but with everything going on...I don’t think putting this in the Oracle is the move,” Penny said. Charon raised a brow, surprised. “Really? Something splashy like this, even if you keep your source off the record, might put you on the map. You afraid Hatchetman’s gonna come for you?” “No. I think the only ink worth spilling for that bastard is when the obituary’s in,” Penny said quietly. “Every day there’s a new story about him, or what he’s done. It feels like our lives are being dictated by one monster terrorizing the city.” “Could be your bosses should highlight other stories, but even monsters attract parasites,” Charon said. “How’s the saying go? ‘If it bleeds it leads’?” “Something like that, but that’s not the kind of news I want to build my career on,” Penny told him before sighing, shoring up her nerves. “Okay, I’m ready.” Nodding, Charon went in with her, the pair of them hearing bells ring before they entered. The place was silent. A single, well kept rug of red and gold was on the floor, with wooden boards around otherwise. Several tables were set, though there appeared to be no customers there. Just an older woman, short with her hair in a bun. With her was a young woman around Penny’s age and a young man. “You made it. My granddaughter said her friend would be here, but nothing about a man.” Penny spoke up first, approaching. “He’s my assistant. Here to make sure everything goes right.” “Is that so?” the older woman asked, mirth in her tone. She looked to Charon appraising him. “Quite muscular for an assistant.” “I do some heavy lifting here and there, ma’am,…
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Charon and Penny have a brief talk before some tea.
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'Everybody loves a good murder" - Hitch
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Happy Saturday
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Page 1 from a short story I'm working on
I enjoy playing with different styles. These pages are fun to work on, fast & loose, shadows & overspray
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“Murphy’s gonna charge an arm and a leg to fix up that jalopy of yours,” Winston said, the older man looking out the window as he removed his gloves. His work was finished and he seemed more relaxed, but that was saying little when it came to the gruff fellow. Laying on the mattress in his hideaway, Charon looked over. The stark room offered little in terms of style, much less comfort. The army medic was seated on an old wooden chair next to one of the few tables in the whole of the place, his medical supplies laid out. “Wow, it’s true what they say about bedside manner. Those are the first words you said to me this whole time.” “Whenever you make a call I know it’s better to save the chitchat for when I know you’re going to make it. I’m just glad it wasn’t like last time.” Winston then looked at Charon’s chest, eyeing the wound. “Speaking of, your injury there is fine, by some miracle. You should still heal, but as much as you insist on running around, I can’t give you an accurate estimate on when.” “Thanks, doc.” Wincing, Charon sat up before reaching for the floorboard next to his bed, loose with a single nail sticking out. He moved it to reveal the cement floor beneath, as well as a stack of cash and his firearms, the long barrel gun having joined the one Charon used recently and a couple others. Ignoring the weapons, he pulled out a stack of bills, only for Winston to stop him. “Save it. This one’s on the house,” Winston said. “Since when?” Charon asked. “Since it looks like you’re the only one making heads or tails of the Hatchetman fiasco. Liberty’s cops haven’t been doing much.” “Shocker.” Charon reached to his dresser, opening the top cabinet to reveal a pack of Promethean Cigarettes. He soon lit one and took a puff before offering another to Winston. A bemused look crossed Winston’s face as he gave a nod of appreciation and a cigarette for himself. They both had been craving one and life was short enough as it was, even for a pair of survivors. T…
“Believe it or not, yeah. Average folk are scared. The cops don’t do much, and the criminal orgs are at each other’s throats.” Winston looked out the window again, peering far off. From his reflection, briefly, Charon saw a distant scowl. “What’s worse is copycats are out here trying to copy the Hatchetman.” “Yeah, I read about it in the Oracle. Some schlub killed a guy who he owed money to, right?” asked Charon, vaguely recalling the paper from that morning. Winston shook his head. “That’s just what made the news. There was another guy who was going after his wife. She says she confronted him about him stepping out on her and he begged for one more chance. Later he came in and took a few swings at her.” Charon, still smoking, noticed Winston’s pause. “If you’re telling me this story, then she lived.” The faintest smile of amusement came over the medic’s face. “Yeah. She had a couple cuts, but the dumb bastard tripped when she ran downstairs. At least that’s how she tells it.” Charon wondered if she was the only case like that Winston had seen, but he didn’t want to prod. Though Charon had never been part of the armed forces, he knew plenty of people who were, just as he knew to give space if one had that distant look. Absently, Winston started taking out his match book, the crimson art on it showing a spitfire, the mascot of the company. “You know, before I went to war, I was a fireman.” Charon did know. Winston knew he knew. “Really?” “I wanted to make a difference. My brother joined the police and got shot trying to take in a couple guys from Pax Romana. I considered joining before that, but my mom didn’t want to lose two sons like that. Still, I wanted to do something good with my life, so fireman it was.” “What made you stop?” “Going to war. They were trying to get every able bodied man there and promised us our lives would be paradise on Geo when we got back.” A wistful laugh escaped Winston. A tired, pained one. “I came back and got maybe one-third…
Charon only continued to smoke, listening, watching as Winston shifted, still looking down at the matchbook in his hand. “I could use the hose fine enough, I could treat people who got out better than before, but when it came to going into the heat...I had to dig myself back into the present more times than I wanted. One time, one of the younger guys had to save me because I took in too much smoke.” He held his Promethean aloft. “After awhile I figured I better stick to smaller doses.” “Must’ve been scary.” “Sometimes. Things I saw over there scared me. What scared me more was seeing that kind of violence back home. When it’s women and kids, yeah, but just how people revel in doing it.” Putting his cigarette in the ash tray, smoke continued to rise from it. “Sometimes I think this world is hell, and all we’re doing is putting out little fires.” Charon said nothing, seeing the heaviness Winston carried. Charon had known violence and seen how cruel people could be to those who wronged them, but there was more he hoped he would never understand. There was a gravity to the moment that suffocated words, that made Charon feel the gulf in what they must’ve experienced. Rising, the floorboards creaked as Winston composed himself, pocketing his matchbox. “If keeping you alive helps put this one out, that’s all I can ask. I’m no detective, so the least I can do is patch you up.” “Thanks...Really, Winston.” “Mm...Before I go, get up with Penny sometime soon. She said someone from Longmen was hit by the real Hatchetman. The details line up and you know how she is about sweating the small stuff. She wants to investigate before printing and might need you.” “Right. I’ll see Murphy about my car and pay her a visit. Guess I’ll get the scoop before she puts it in the Oracle. What about that autopsy?” “I’ll double check it and see if anything fishy comes up. I have a couple friends who were medical examiners who can help me confirm.” Placing a small bag of pills on the tabl…
After Charon's close encounter, Winston treats his wounds and reflects on his own.
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Keyfobs in 6 and 12 inch lengths, 1 inch wide available. #icp #juggalo #hatchetman #c17
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... with the sharpest knife in the drawer! #HatchetMan is the lowest job on the pole.
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New coasters I'm listing. Perfect with the steins I make filled with your favorite flavor of Faygo. I will give the option of buying in packs of 2, 4 or 6. #newitem #handmade #coasters #juggalette #juggalo #hatchetdreams #icp #glowinthedark #hatchetman #purpleandgreen #redandblack #drinkware #faygo
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In honor of the Eagles (Go Birds) selecting Jeremiah Trotter Jr in the 5th round today, I am taking the family out axe throwing. #AxeMan #HatchetMan #FlyEaglesFly
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