Alastor's Old Acquaintance

Ch 8 Getting To Know Each Other

When Allison was put to bed, Hearth and Kate exited the kitchen, and most of the new customers put some of thier stuff away, Charlie led some of them to a large room, occupied mainly by a large redwood table and large amount of chairs.

Vaggie asked the two Ripper Girls who came down, Liz and Polly, most of Hearth's group, the Hotel staff, Angel Dust and Palomino to each take a seat.

"Real sorry, but where are the others?" Charlie asked Polly.

Polly smiled slightly. "Most of them are unpacking, and others are taking care of Angela."

Charlie nodded. "OK, that's fine."

When everyone sat down, Charlie began speaking. "For the first part of rehabilitation, we are all going to get to know each other!"

Charlie grinned at everyone, happy that her dream was starting to becoming a reality. "How about we start off with ages? Liz, could you go first?"

Luz coughed to clear her throat before speaking. "Of course dear. I was in my fourty's when I died."

Charlie nodded happily. "Thank you Liz. Polly, you next please."

Polly shifted on her seat slightly. "I was also in my fourty's. All the Ripper Girls we know of died during the 1880's."

Charlie smiled sadly. "Dedmin, I know you aren't part of the rehabilitation program, but would you be willing to share your age when you died?"

Dedmin gave her a thumbs up. "Of course Мисс, I was twenty-five, exactly. I died in the 1910's."

Pike blinked. "Damn son, birthday and deathday all wrapped up in one. What's next? You were born on Christmas?"

Dedmin giggled, putting his index fingers to the area of his melted cheeks.

Charlie grinned. "What about you Pike? You were born a little while before the 1980's right?"

Pike laughed, scratching behind his head. "Don't compliment me Princess. I was born on exactly 1880. I died in the year 1911, when I was thirty-one."

The only person that wasn't confused was Hearth. "Wait, wait, wait, but Skeletor wasn't a thing until the 80's right?" Angel pointed out.

Pike slammed his head on the table. "I am not doing this today. Hearth, you willing to next?"

Hearth tilted thier head. "You know what, I'll say the bare minimum to piss you all off. I was around twenty-two when I died."

"Now if you tell is your exact age, deathday and birthday, we'll be getting somewhere." Pike shrugged.

Hearth put thier hands together. "Fine. I was born on Friday the thirteenth."

Pike snickered. "Yeah right. What year then."

Hearth lent back in thier chair. "You're not getting that exact. Or the month for that matter."

Alastor looked fed up at this news, yet didn't drop his smile. "Kate, your turn." Hearth spoke.

Liz and Polly shifted uncontrollably at the mention of her name, but Kate seemed to ignore them. "I died of a fever around the year 1890. I was born in the year 1862. Palomino, your turn. Speak a single rude word to Hearth and I'll do more than just slit your throat..."

Palomino lent back in his chair. "I was born in the year 1908, and killed myself when I was twenty-seven."

Hearth snickered. "What, after a girl dumped you?"

"No, a boy for your information, after he caught be cheating on him with his sister." Palomino barked back.

Dedmin sighed. "Only Palomino could pull a shit move like that."