In Memoriam

The Winchester Halls

Rickey, Gol and Moira walked up to the Ravencraft Manor. "Let me walk in first." Rickey said. "By all means." Gol said. He walked up to the door and opened it, walking inside and looking around. He looked back at the girls and motioned them forward. The three walked inside quietly and headed toward the dark parlor. The girls sat at the bar, while Rickey walked behind it and grabbed a bottle of alcohol. He looked at Moira and raised his eyebrows briefly while smiling at her. She shook her head, as Gol rolled her eyes. The sound of a lighter being lit pierced the silence behind them, causing Rickey to scream and the girls to turn around. They saw Raven sitting in the darkness, lighting a cigarette. "Dramatic." Gol whispered. "Could you not do that, Eric Draven? And, since when do you you smoke?" Rickey asked. "Since always." Raven answered. He casually tossed the coffin-shaped zippo lighter onto a round wooden table near him and pointed at the girls. "Why the fuck are they here?" Raven asked. "I brought them here." Rickey said. "That's not an answer." Raven said. "They got me out of there." Rickey said, trying to defend them. "They got you IN there." Raven said, narrowing his eyes at the girls, as he stood up and put his cigarette out. Moira and Gol stood from their seats. "That one had a gun pointed at my face." Raven said, pointing at Gol. Rickey shrugged, "She did the same shit to me. I think it's her kink." he said. "You couldn't pay me enough to fuck your kind." Gol said. Rickey's eyes widened. "I said it was your kink. I didn't say anything about fucking. What's on your mind? My brother?" Rickey asked. Gol turned back to look at Rickey, her eyes burning into him. "Shit. Sexual tension. I'm out." Rickey said, as he began walking out of the parlor with a large bottle of whiskey. "We're not doing this again!" Raven yelled after Rickey. "We already let a fairy in here and she almost killed us, now we're letting hunters in. And, there's two of them!" Raven yelled. The girls looked at him. Moira quirked, "Feel better?" she asked. Evil walked toward the parlor, stopped and tilted his head as he quirked. He pointed to the girls and looked at Raven. "I...have no idea. Rickey brought them." Raven said. Evil looked at Moira. "You're the one from the cathedral." Evil said. "And, where the fuck were you?!" Rickey screamed at Evil, as he ran back downstairs toward him. "What?" Evil asked. "Stop bringing home strays." Raven hissed at Rickey. Rickey looked at Raven and pointed at him in silence, as he walked quickly toward Evil. "You. Shut up." he finally said. "And, you." he said, as he looked at Evil. "You didn't even try to help. We almost died." Rickey said angrily. "I'm just..." Moira began to say, as she pointed toward the bar and walked behind it. Raven watched the girls, as he heard Evil and Rickey arguing. Gol noticed him looking at them and glared at him. Raven glared back at her. Moira looked up from pouring her drink, "Uh...are you two having a staring contest?" she asked. "Eye fucking! Called it." Rickey said, as he walked by them, pointing down at Gol. Raven glared at Rickey. "Please, stop bringing everyone you find into this house." Raven said. "Move out, if you don't like it. It's my house." Rickey said. "No, it's my house." Evil said, as he walked into the parlor. "You love saying that, don't you?" Rickey asked, as he poured vodka into a glass of ice. "I really do." Evil said sarcastically, leaning on the bar. Raven sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Are you taking them elsewhere?" he asked Rickey. "Don't talk about us like we're dirty animals he brought in from the rain." Gol said. "It-it's whatever-" Rickey muttered into his glass of vodka, taking a drink and making a horrified face, "I hate vodka." he choked out. "Evil? What are we doing with them?" Raven asked. "Uh." Evil said, as he put up his hands. Raven lowered his head and nodded, before turning to walk out of the parlor and toward his room. An awkward silence filled the room for a moment. "We need to get the lights fixed in here." Rickey said. Gol narrowed her eyes at Rickey and stood up, walking out of the parlor. Rickey shrugged, "Might as well be an open house." he said, as he moved a glass of vodka toward Moira. "Not like you could keep us out." Moira said, as she picked up the glass. "Probably true." Rickey said. "Definitely true. Cheers." she said, holding her glass toward him. "Then, here's to chaos. Salud." he said, smiling, and tapped his glass to hers. "Here's to me leaving, because I feel like a third wheel." Evil said, as he stood up and left the parlor. Rickey and Moira started laughing. "Sorry, man." Rickey said to Evil as he left.