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Jenkins went out the window, then tripoed and fell to the ground. At least it wasent much of a fall. At least he didn't land on anything that could make a crunch or crash. Just cut his hands up a bit. He got up, and his gaze went to the flashing blue and red lights, and he heard the banging on the door of the bar. The police were trying to break in. "Check around back!" One ordered.

Ethan got out through the window and shut it. He started to sneak past the police cars.

As if trying to copy him, Jenkins stayed quiet and quietly began to sneak away, the been if a flashlight covered them.

When he got far enough from the cop he stopped sneaking and started walking normally. He glanced behind him at Jenkins.

Jenkins followed behind Ethan. A silent man right now. He struggled slittle with walking every few minutes, but it was just drunkness. At least the cops were gone hopefully. But they would come back probably.

"I presume you have a place to stay" he said looking back at Jenkins. Ethan hoped that his drunkeness would go away soon, it could get them in trouble.

"Yeah......I do.." he said. He wanted to beleive he lived in an apartment a few miles from here. Usually Jenkins got over his drunkness quicker than most people.

"So you will be able to go there without getting into trouble" he asked. Ethan had a home he could go home to, it was just the matter of how he was going to get there.

"Its just a few miles" Jenkins said. He didn't respond much to the conversation they were currently having but at least he was getting the main points in there.

"Good" he said and just focused on just walking without talking. He didn't really think he needed to say much more.

Jenkins walked in silence, execpt for the faint sounds of him humming a song. He didn't remember he name of the song, just how it went. His eyes slowly went to the pocket knife that was halfway in his jeans pocket, tilting his head.

Ethan didn't speak either he just kept walking. He heard a siren in the distance but didn't really think that it mattered. No cop noticing them would just arrest them.

Jenkins stumbled again as he walked, he kept looking around as if interested by just about everything in this dark night. It didnt show in expression, but rather it showed in his eyes, everything showed in his eyes. His insanity, his drunkness, his fascination.

He was completely forgetting the cops,and what they might do if they find these two out this late. After all, Jenkins was obviously way younger then that of the man he was currently following by a long shot. They may question Ethan, asking why he had juvenile out at this hour- even if Jenkins usually claimed to be 18.

He heard the sirens coming closer but didn't look up, he couldn't be bothered. Ethan didn't have any expression on his face, he was bored. It wasn't the time where he was up at night.

Howl really couldn't care less about the world around him right now. The sirens came closer, even if they sounded from a distance to him. His eyes looked around, but his head was tilted down.

He noticed a police car stop nearby. He didn't look up and just kept walking with nothing standing out about him.

Nothing may have stranded out about Ethan, but the un-straight way that Howl was walking was a whole different story. He looked at the police car.

The car turned off and a cop got out. Ethan didn't like cops, not because they arrest other drug dealers and that caused problems, but because now they often just use their power for their own wants. This made them more of a annoyance then they already were.

Howl looked away when the cop got out of the car. He was getting a little more sense back in his head, but not all of it. He still might do something stupid. One had to consider Howls reputation as well. Ethan may be a drug dealer, and Howl may do drugs, but he also kills people as well and poses as a fake identity.

"So, what are you two doing out so late?" the cop asked approaching them. It doesn't appear that he's only out to just patrol.