Freaky

[Bor1s]

Jokers Thug Freaky
Chapter 1

Jokers Asylum. Early morning. Young man enters the bar. He looks across the roomno one is there, except bartender. Everyone else is still sleeping. Bartender looks at the man while he slowly moves towards his favourite table at the corner of the room.
- morning, Freaky! *bartender*
- Damn, man, do you have to scream?.my head is gonna explode *Freaky whispers*
- Sorry, man. It must have been hell of a party last night? *bartender says in much lower tone*
- Yeah, it was.i only wish I could remember it. *Freaky winks to him*
- So, what would it be? Maybe some coffeee?
- Nah. Give me some of that fine Molly whiskey. I need to take my morning pills.
Freaky puts his hands in his pockets and searches for his pills. He takes out 2 boxes of pills on the table, one white and one pink, and puts them on the table.
- Hm.where are my blue pills? *Freaky wonders* Ah, here they are.
He looks at little blue box, puts it near his ear and shakes it a bit.
- Damn, its empty I must have took them all last night.
Hey, barkeep, do u have pen?
- Yes. *bartender answers slightly confused*
- Bring me that pen with my whiskey, and hurry up a bit.
Dont forget the bottle, and get one cup for yourselfI hate drinking alone! *Freaky yells a little bit anoyed*
Bartender puts 2 cups and a bottle on the table, and takes out a pen from his pocket. Freaky puts one pink and two white pills on the table. He takes the pen and cracks it open, spilling the blue ink on the table. Then he takes one white pill and rubs it in that spilled ink.
- Yeah, thats it. Now I have my blue pill. *Freaky starts to smiles*
Bartender takes the bottle and fills Freakys and his cup.
- Cheers, Freaky!
- Cheers, mate!
Freaky takes his cup, puts those 3 pills in it, and drinks it.
- So, Freaky, how you ended up on Asylum? *bartender asks while he refills Freakys cup*
- Well, if u have time, I will tell you.
- Yeah, I have time.shoot.
- Dont tempt me. *They both start to laugh*
I grew up on New London. My mother worked there as a doctor, and my father was mechanic on Southempton Shipyard. I never really knew my father, he died when I was 3, in an accident in shipyard. They never told us what really happened, but I know that had something with production of BAF Cruisers. Damn BAF and their cover-ups. *Freaky takes another shoot of whiskey* So, there where only me and my mother left. While I was growing up, I started to take interest in medicine, and when I was 18, I wanted to apply for Cambridge Medical University. I was denied, and some royal-blooded punk took my place. So, I had one chance left. To apply for BAF and through Armed Forces to finish medical studies. It wasnt scholl like Cambridge, I can tell you that, but it was my only option left. So, I entered BAF Academy and got into Medical Team. I finished first 3 years with excellent marks. Then someone sold me out to my superiors. He told them my little secret that I like sometimes to take pills for myself. Well, can you blame me for loving these little bastards. *Freaky takes another one white pill and puts it in his whiskey*. So, anyways, my BAF career was over, my mother told me that she doesnt want to speak to her drug-adicted son, my friends forgot that they knew me.I honestly thought my life was over. It isnt easy for an drug-loving ex-soldier to find a jobFinaly I got a job with IMG to mine gold in Dublin. During 2 years I worked on Hood, I learned to fly those racing ships and I must tell you, I was pretty good at it. Soon , most of my time I was racing and making big money for my bosses on the Hood. Then one day I met a very interesting man with big smile on his face. It was Joker. He told me that I have excellent flying skills, and then asked me if I can shoot as good as I can fly. I told him that I never shot on anyone before, but Im willling to try. I warned him that I have little passion for little colourfull pills. He just said: I dont have any problem with that, my boy.in fact, I encourage it. Next day I quit my job on Hood and went with him to his Asylum..the rest you know.
- Yeah, rest is history. *bartender winks at Freaky*
But, you told me everything about you, except your real name, Freaky?
- My real name is not importantnot anymore.just call me Freaky.
And if you are going to ask for my birthday, dont bother.i forgot it cause of this damn pills..i think it was in February, about 24, maybe 25 years ago.
Door on bar slams open, couple of Thugies come into bar. Bartender stands up and serves them their drinks. Couple of minutes later, all Thugies are in the bar. They all wait for Boss. Finally, Joker comes in and goes straight for the meeting room. He doesnt speak a word, but all Thugs stand up and go after him. Freaky stands up, drinks whats left in his cup, and goes after them to the meeting room.
- Later, Freaky.
Freaky just nods as a sign of aproval to the bartender and walks into meeting room. He sits in his chair and whispers to himself.
- Another day in Paradise.
Door closes and meeting starts.

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