Clyde Gastin talks about yall...(Open To Everyone)

A large grin rested on Clyde's face as he sat on the bed; that little curious grin of Daisuke already getting him exited. "Oh hell ya..." Clyde mutterd to himself as he watched Daisuke head for the bathroom. He then turned his head and exaimed the room around him before he noticed someone edgeing towards him.

Clyde would look down curiously only to nearly shriek in horror as he discoverd... "A Cop!!" Clyde screamed, before hiding beside the bed away from 'the coo', not recognizing Daisuke in the uniform. "I didn't do it! I didn't kill nobody!!" Clyde yelled out.

Daisuke looked and sounded confused "Do what?" She wasn't sure if he was playin as well or was serious or something or was off some psycho medication. "Uhm are you ok?"

Clyde poked his head out from the bed and saw that the woman before him was Daisuke. "Aww Shit..." Clyde mutterd to himself, feeling like an idiot by acting like that in front of Daisuke; whom he wanted to impress.

"Uhhh... Sorry... I-I Thought you were a real cop..." Clyde said with a sad face and puppy dog eyes, before hopping back on the bed. "I... Uhh.... I dont go well with Cops..." Clyde mutterd scractching the back of head, ruffling that thick blonde hair of his; not wanting to tell Daisuke that he was a wanted man.

"Oh, I guess that's o, wait a second. You're hiding something, spill it mister."

Clyde starting sweating bullets for a moment before he took in a deep breath and quickly mutterd. "I'm wanted for 1st degree murder in Texas... I've been on the run from the police for over a year... Im'a wanted man baby..." Clyde said with a nervous smile, expecting to be thrown out of the apartment.

She wasn't too sure how to react at first but eventually came up with something. "Tell me about it tomorrow ok? And depending how things go don't be getting into more trouble, or else Lita might have a thing or two to say about it, she kinda has a thing for taking care of evildoers and such, but that won't be a problem with it? ^_^" she then wonders if the cuffs she bought would be ok to use on him still, which she held looking confused as well.

Clyde would simply nod at Daisuke as she spoke before a small chime would emit from his cell phone, hidden within his jeans. Clyde flipped the phone open to read the text message he had just recieved, mummbling the words as he read them before his suddenly went wide with shock. "THEY WHAT!?!?" He spat towards the phone before getting off the bed, giving Daisuke a peck on the cheek before he sprinted out the door. "Catch me on the TV babe, I gotta take care O' somthin! I be back!!!" Clyde would yell from afar as he ran out the apartment, into the japanese streets, back towards the AFW headquarters.