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TOPIC: Coming To His Senses

Brandon Mason

Aussie Gent

Posts: 27

Date: Aug 11, 2008

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.: In a period of hours, Brandon had been purposely infected with lycanthrope serum, from Shane after being kept captive for three days, and having everyone he was involved with outside of Hawaii, and a few faces that he'd befriended highly concerned about his whereabouts. Especially about the fire that consumed everything in his condo. The main fear was the supermodel was killed in it. His mind wiped clear of everything that happened after meeting Nori on the beach, all he recalled was hanging out with a pretty lass, and winding up in bed with her in one of the more expensive hotels on the island. He even had souvenirs from one of the shops in town, in a paper bag. He stunk to high heaven, and without his Harley Night Rider to get around town with, he had to walk like that back to Paradise Falls, only to find out that he had nowhere to live. But people were shocked and stared at him as if he were a ghost. "He's alive." ..."Unbelieveable. No one could have survived that fire." The Hawaii PD questioned him, relieved that they could report back to his family in Australia that Brandon was alive. But was he well? He needed a shave, a shower and some food and drink. The woman at the condos, felt so badly for him she put him up in one of the model condos, and Ace helped him out by allowing him to use his cell phone, and credit card to purchase a new cell phone, new clothes. Funny all he could remember was getting the best lay of his life. It was a poor excuse for missing three days of work, and losing all that money in endorsements. But at least he was alive, and that was all that mattered to Maire and Peter, as well as his older sisters and of course, Ace who had a lot more to lose besides a body worth millions. In the model condo, Brandon wiped the filth clean of his body in the shower, scrubbing his body raw. He didn't feel any different than usual, just very tired and very hungry. Ace went to the grind and brought him back some cheeseburgers, Brandon's favorite. Those were wolfed down with a chocolate shake and chips (fries). As far as Brandon knew, all was right in his world, less a few kinks that needed to be fixed. He still had a housekeeper that he hired, needed a place to live. Fortunately, there was an available 3 bedroom condo available for him to move into. The place was a bit sparse, but with his agents help, it wasn't like that for long. Other things would take time. His own RAZR had been ordered, in black. Another mode of transportation had to be custom ordered, and from his bank account he withdrew enough to pay Ace back, and put a down payment on a brand new Harley Davidson Nightster. This one was smaller, more like the kind one could moto cross with. Fast, yet good for the streets. The whole process took weeks, while Brandon recovered from flu-like symptoms that seemed more exacerbated at night. There was nothing to explain the strange feeling that something was incubating inside of him, something in a latent, embryonic stage. And goodness knows what it would turn out to be, but when the full moon came, everyone would know including him, and his world would abruptly change. Until then, he gave Brendon a call, asking when he would be able to move in. Brandon liked having all the loose ends tied, and his new condo would be every much a mess as the last place was. It probably was a blessing that the old condo burned down for sanitary purposes. This time, he made sure the second bedroom upstairs had the colors in which Brendon preferred. He wanted to make his housekeeper comfortable in his home, despite the impending changes Brandon was going to endure. :. __________________

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