#( andythane. )

[kitaylcr]

CLOSED STARTER ;

WITH: @andythane

It wasn’t the first night this week and it certainly wouldn’t be the last that Kit found himself stumbling out the doors of The Dive. He had spent the evening searching for Bowie’s attention, knowing that if anyone could put a stupid smile on his face, it would be them. But to no avail, Kit hadn’t found them. And so instead, what he had found was a private room with a couple of dancers and a little plastic bag to share between them. With a couple drinks in his system, this definitely seemed to have perked up Kit’s mood, and had invited the girls back after closing time for a little after party. Although this had the man scurrying out to pick up more of that sweet sweet powder they were all so fond of.

The moon was already high up in the sky, its perfect circular shape hazed out by blankets of clouds and the cold November air caused Kit to shove his hands into his pockets. On second thought - he was going to take a short cut home. It was sketchy, but then what part of Olympus wasn’t sketchy? It was a dark and long alleyway, one that Kit had no problem stumbling down as he hummed a song to keep himself company. 

He hadn’t noticed the men following behind him until he heard one of them cough, causing him to half glance backwards. In the corner of his eye, Kit caught only two men. But he shrugged it off, maybe they were taking a short cut home too. But then the sound of boots scuffing against the ground up ahead caused Kit to glance upwards, counting another three. Suddenly they stopped and Kit huffed a curse word as he knew something real sketchy was beginning to take form. He stopped a few feet away, giving a tentative look behind him to see the two men had closed in on him too. 

“Whatever this is, I ain’t interested.” Kit called out, raising his hands in surrender. “You’ll be interested to know that your fuckin’ drugs gave my kid an overdose, you piece of shit.” one of the masked men grunted. “Don’t know what you’re on about - I’m an accountant.” Kit shoved his hands in his pockets again and tried to force his way past the human barricade, his shoulder harshly barging into one of the men. Although Kit didn’t get chance to take another step as the masked man swung a heavy punch into Kit’s stomach, causing him to double over with a loud groan, his knees slamming into the ground as his hands barely fumbled from his pockets.

[kitaylcr]

CLOSED STARTER ;

LOCATION: The Clubhouse WITH: @andythane​

Kit knew he couldn’t avoid Andy much longer, especially when he knew he was under the critical gaze of Otto. He had to put things right, or as right as his ego would allow him. Which in truth, wasn’t a lot, but he knew he had to start somewhere. Kit lingered outside the room where Church had just finished, and while he tried to make himself look busy, his eyes kept on drifting over to see if the attendees had dispersed yet. There was a window of opportunity and Kit almost bailed, but he squashed down his inner saboteur just as quickly as it had risen within him and he grabbed the bull by both horns.

He knocked on the doorframe of the open door, announcing his presence to Andy before fully stepping inside the room. “Just lettin’ you know I got a small group together to go check out the warehouse. Ain’t much but enough to cover our backs if shit hits the fan.” Kit waited, hoping that his Vice President would appreciate the open communication.

[kitaylcr]

WHERE: Andy and Rowan’s house 

WITH: @andythane​

Now that Rowan was able to recover comfortably from home, it seemed there was an entire army offering their help and support to the young Thane couple, Kit being one of them. Over the years, Rowan had started to feel more like a sister than a cousin, and Andy a good friend. Kit had been on the side lines for his new family for the past 16 years, after disconnecting from his own family. His brother, sister, and parents... They just didn’t understand. Andy did, he got it. 

Kit had done his uncle duties of taking Benny to the park, who was his favourite Thane kid (even though he wasn’t supposed to have favourites). “Nobody told me that havin’ a kid was such a chick magnet.” he had walked into the kitchen with Benny sitting proudly upon Kit’s shoulders, his little legs dangling down each side of Kit’s head. “They were all over me, so I gave them a little bit of oh it’s so hard bein’ a single dad.” he bent down to lift Benny from his shoulders on to the floor so he could ramble away to his toys. “Then next thing I know, they’re the ones callin’ me daddy. And I got both of their numbers.” he winked to Andy as a proud smirk spread across his lips.