Costa Del Drunk

[Doomguy]

I had given a lot of thought on how I was going to break the news to the crew as I stood on the top deck of the Hell’s Bane, my thoughts turning in my mind under a number of different ways I could do it and what each would result in. While I didn’t think they’d hang me by my entrails for telling them the bad news that all the sweat and blood was for naught, I wasn’t going to chance it and I decided it was better to pick someone who the crew could trust and respect. Explain the situation to them when their own guard was down, and let them do the talking to the confused crowd. And if by chance that still resulted in them wanting to string me up, I was at least elsewhere.

How that ended up happening, however, was by me taking Elizabeth on a boat to the middle of the ocean on a dingy back towards Costa Del Sol for the purpose so that I can could get her smashed on tropical drinks.

I never said my plans were good.

Convincing her to go was trouble enough, as she was quite intended to overlook her ship after the sudden teleportation of her valiant ship back towards the center of the waterlogged universe. I glanced back over my shoulders towards the island the mobile base was hidden inside, choppy water spraying my face making it rather hard to see in the moonlit night. From a distance it was a normal island with an inactive volcano piercing up into the sky in the middle, taking up one side with a jagged cliff of igneous rock. Only from the right angle can one see the entrance to the collapsed volcano lagoon. I found it hard to believe the Empire would have skipped over this natural dock for so long, but I suspect Omni had a part in that.

But now that I did have her on the seas, she had rather stormy mood across her face. The corners of her lips were tightly controlled to give a stoic look, but her eyes looked like there weren’t looking at me so much as she was attempting to burn two holes into my skull. Her thankfully well-disciplined patience left her standing straight even as he ripped off low wave at 60 mph, but there was no way she was going to suffer my stalling forever.

And this was before considering that I had gained the memories about the other Hayden I had met in my travels. Hindsight told me I should have known something was up, but at the moment I needed to make sure she didn’t know that I knew.

And I was about to get her wasted.

“Alright, Marine, you got me out here. Are you actually going to tell me why we’re still here, or were you planning on finally offing me?” She asked, which despite her straight face was obviously meant as a joke. If she thought I was going to kill her, she wouldn’t have come with only a pistol.

“Of course I’m going to tell you” I answered, continuing to drive off into the night. I was hoping to have crosses paths with a party barge or a cruise liner or SOMETHING to this point but I was stuck to stall and failing miserably as Elizabeth's thinning eyes revealed her patience was also thin.

“If you’re going to jerk my chain, John, then you can just turn right back around.” She seethed

“No wait, it’s not like that.” I lied. I gave a scan back over the area and as we passed by one island I noticed one of them had light passing through its tropical foliage and if the smell of smoke with a tinge of meat meant anything it was that someone was having some kind of night out. And that meant a good chance of someone who wouldn’t mind passing a bottle of booze around “Can we at least land first? This boat is not the most stable in the world”

And before she could even answer I gunned the ship. I made a sharp turn and aimed for the beach where three people sat around some makeshift table with another standing off to the side. Whatever state of drunkenness they had gotten themselves to, it was to some level as it took them all a second to realize a speed boat was coming right for them and I rammed across the beach. I skid across the sand for about twenty feet before friction finally beat momentum and the boat tipped over to rest pitifully in plain sight of everyone.

You should have seen their faces.

I crawled out of the grounded vehicle in the throes of a giggling fit after watching three guys trip over themselves before I finally got upright and smelt the air. Barbecue and cheap liquor. Jackpot


“Are you lost?” The orange haired rogue with a metal arm asked, he was surprisingly calm and even inviting despite my sudden intrusion. This was in comparison to the wild looking swordsman who looked as if he was having difficulty trying to find a weapon before being calmed down by the third companion, a very tall man who I’m sure some would call a “hunk”.

“No, I’m right where I want to” I answered, my hand swept grains of sand from my dayglo green armor as I turned back to the boat. From my angle I could see Elizabeth was trying to make sure her disciplined and immaculate look stayed that way, although I had thoroughly destroyed that with my crash landing. “If you got any booze, I’d like to share”

“We, uh…” the tall grey eyed wonder didn’t even get a say as I walked over to the tiki hut.

“Don’t mind me, I’ll get it”