Artist: Poets Of The fall - Song: Carnival of Rust - Word Count: 587
Everything smelled faintly of cat piss, the very air seemed pregnant with the ammonia like odor and Carter's eyelids crinkled as if that would ward off the offensive smell. When he could stand no more the boy opened his eyes and almost immediately was punished by the brutal sun light that smacked him in the face. An animalistic hiss could be heard if any soul was passing by close as the boy turned away from the sun and used a turned over garbage bin to pull himself up. Once standing, with the world swaying around him, Carter took note of everything, his clothes were rumpled and stains of sake could be noticed if looked at hard enough and the inside of his mouth tasted metallic, forcing him to spit out the remainder of the blood resting between his teeth.
"God damn, another good night.
" He groaned while his right hand itched his head, his white locks of hair disheveled. With The yawn of a content man his left hand set to work fishing out his sunglasses so he could again face the sunlight as hungover as he was. Blinking a few times once the glasses were covering his golden eyes Carter stepped out of the alleyway he had been tossed into after last night's stupor and walked right into a mom and her three children, quickly he offered his apologies and bowed before skittering up the sidewalk and through hordes of city goers. Usually the Shinigami stayed within the confines of the Soul Society being the Captain of Realm Enforcement but he had seriously been suffering from the watered down horse piss they called sake there and decided to head out to the human world for a stronger drink, this had been his destination chosen entirely at random but had had the goods to get him shit faced drunk the night before.
Thinking back on the night he vaguely remembered a bet involving a goat and three turtles and two beautiful women being super friendly to him as he became more and more drunk. With a sigh he checked for his wallet only to find it was gone, he had been had by those pretty women. Pausing on the sidewalk he sat down in the midst of people disrupting their walking patterns while he peeled off his right shoe and pulled his back up funds out and placed them in his pocket, enough cash to enjoy a peaceful day if he decided to forgo a drink or twelve.
From his seat on the sidewalk he could hear the voice of a woman sternly berating someone, Lifting his ear up he determined the yelling woman was directly behind him, well behind the twenty foot cement wall then behind him. Out of sheer curiosity he turned around and leaped to the top of the wall before planting his butt on the edge and staring down at the argument, it was some girl in a military outfit berating a man in an outfit like her own, calling him a slack jawed, son of twice concussed pig farming whore who would do nothing in life other than farm rice patties.
"All that yelling is only making my hangover worse!
" Carter hooted down to the woman while trying to not laugh at the stir of insults she was destroying the man with, the fool standing there clearly embarrassed with his scarlet red face and eyes that would look anywhere other than at her.