[center][h3][color=black]Raymond Severus Jones[/color][/h3]
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[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Parking Lot  
[b][u]Interacting  With; [/u][/b] Skye[/center][hr][hr]

Ray walked on without thinking where he was going. When he was far enough from the café to be alone, he stopped. He had arrived at the parking lot, where he sat down in the grass. Leaning with his back, against a small brick building of unknown purpose. From there he could oversee the concrete square, that was soothingly silent. He reached inside his jacket for another cigarette. With trembling hands, he put it in his mouth, and lit it with his lighter. 
Today was just the status quo as it ever was. Everybody hated him. 
When in need for any kind of drug, be it nicotine, alcohol, caffeine or oxytocin, they knew where to find him. And Ray would provide. 
Sedation, ecstasy, love. 

What was good about being able to manipulate people, when you tried to be a good person? With all the negativity and stupidity that he was confronted with, he was often tempted. But he didn't want to be like many of his siblings. Which were probably the only ones that would understand him on these matters. 
So he just smoked. It helped distract him from everything. It helped sedate him. 

...

A cab pulled up on the parking lot. 
A familiar figure stepped out of the car. [i][color=black]speaking of family...[/color][/i]
Though initially planning on ignoring Skye, Ray found that was going to be difficult as Skye was storming his way. As his half-brother came closer, he noticed the blood stains on his shirt.
Ray stood up and looked worried. Fair enough, he wasn't particulary fond of this guy, but he was bleeding and.. his nose..

[b][color=black]"Skye.. your nose. What happened?"[/color][/b]

[b][color=0000ff]"Fuck nou ray.."[/color][/b] Skye said, clearly being upset. 

Though tempted to let the boy pass and leave him to his misery, Ray couldn't. He sighed. 

[b][color=black]"Skye. This doesn't look good. I know you don't like me, but at least let me get you to the infirmary."[/color][/b]
[b][color=0000ff]"Fine.."[/color][/b]

And so they walked on together.