"You shiver like a vibrating phone." Iteral sighs, shaking her head
and throwing a clock at Tom, aging the ground in front enough that
it turned to eroded sand, then quick sand. "Come on now, you can
tell."
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
A pointed staff poked Tom's back. "Drunken fool, are you really
going to shoot us? You're fairly outnumbered, and armed with
nothing but a gun." Yue pushed the staff even further. He was quiet
enough to sneak around, a pro of being unnoticed.
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Tom dropped the gun, and he collapsed onto the ground in a heap. He
began to snore, his flask still in one hand, dripping Smirnoff onto
the ground around him.
Iteral sighs again, following right behind. "Yeah, let's... I'm
having enough on my mind as is. Don't need a drunken guy with black
holes for eyes either."
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"Your eye color is different, you don't drink Smirnoff exclusively
and at least we can get drunk together. Even if it has been too
long." She looks around, just following like she was on auto-pilot.
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
Yue poked Tom with the dull end of his staff, rolling him over. He
shrugged and trailed after the others. "So, this is Wildana? It's a
nice place, feels homey."
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Tom stirred for a bit, and began to wake up when he felt the
strange man poking and prodding at him.
"Wait..." he began to speak without thinking. "I need a place to
sleep, okay? I've been going from alleyway to alleyway, living off
of food that I either find in the Dumpster, or steal from the
stores. Where d'ya think all this Smirnoff came from?"
"Point is..." he continued, "Do you guys know of anywhere for me to
crash for a while? I'll most likely still be bouncing from place to
place, but is there anywhere for me to stay, just for a few nights
or so? I'm sorry about the whole incident from when I was drunk."
He struggled on that last sentence.
"Well, this isn't really our place, but you're free to come along
with us. We need to find a place to stay for nightfall- ah,
nevermind." He blinked at Tom getting thrown into the trees, a bit
confused of what was going on.
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Iteral snaps her fingers, her broom flying to catch Tom and at
least give him a softer landing, before it flies back and behind
her. "No need to be harsh... he's just drunk. How often did I
probably get you out of the gutter or another time's variant?"
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
Iteral blinks a bit delayed. "Strangely, he doesn't. He uses
whatever weapon he finds most suitable." She scratches the back of
her head. Then a sudden intrusive thought: Was he responsible that
his Iteral perished?
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
"H-Huh?!" Iteral acts surprised, shaking her head and arms. "N-No,
it was an intrusive thought! I didn't mean to, I swear! Y-You just
didn't tell me and my mind tries to fill in the blanks!"
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.
Charlotte rolled her eyes at the group's antics. "Y'know, if we
need a place to stay, I've got plenty of options. Been through
Wildana quite a few times!" She flashed a grin.
Unfortunately for him, his rather hostile reaction did not give
Iteral's thoughts any rest... on the contrary. She got a little
more anxious, suddenly that one intrusive thought became permanent.
To distract herself, she turns to Charlotte. "Y-Yeah, do you have
somewhere where all of us would fit and nobody would ask
questions?"
You know the first rule in combat?
Shoot them before they shoot you.