10-09-2017, 08:37 PM
Dick woke up and stretched his arms, moving so his legs hung off of his bed. He checked a clock by his bed, seeing it was nearly nine AM. Apparently, he had slept in. He immediately got up, heading off for a shower. After several minutes in a warm mist, he stepped out, wrapping a towel around himself, before focusing, as he had the day before, on summoning. But this time he was summoning clothing. First, a simple t-shirt and jeans plus a jacket to wear when buying materials. And then a replica of his rubber-kevlar suit from his homeworld, but with one alteration: cloth on the inside. Back in his world, it would have been too much of an inconvenience to weave the cloth into the rubber, but here it didn't matter. That, he would carry with him to change into once he began work. Soon, he had summoned all the clothing and put on the shirt and pants, walking back out to the main room of the penthouse. He found Nicole already there, apparently already ready to go.
"Geez man, how long do you sleep? I've been waiting for you for almost three hours!"
"Sorry, it's been a lot of stress since I've gotten here. Still not quite used to the idea that my old world is just... gone." Nicole snorted.
"Well, better get used to it. Nobody's been able to find a way back to their world, so you'll be stuck here for a long time." Dick paused to think for a moment. So that was it. His prior world was gone, and he'd never return. But he'd have to be optimistic, and keep helping this world as a hero. Focusing back on the task at hand, he spoke up.
"So, know where we're gonna get some fishing equipment?"
"There'll probably be a store down by the docks with nets and shit. Don't really know all we need, but we'll figure it out." Dick nodded, heading toward the elevator and beckoning for the woman behind to follow. She complied, and they were soon heading down. Dick walked over to the counter, placing the key for the elevator down so the woman behind could take it.
"Oh! Um, this is good for the next week or so..."
"Just give it to the next person to walk in. They'll deserve it, I'm sure." The woman's eyes went wide, but he ignored her, walking out.
Soon, Dick had made it to a shop selling fishing supplies with Nicole, clutching a handful of Omnilium coins. He walked up to the counter, and asked politely:
"Excuse me, what would be the best thing to buy when starting a fishing vessel?" The woman behind the counter laughed.
"You new ta' this?" Dick stammered, attempting to find a response, but she interrupted with more speech. "Ya' already got a ship?" Nicole nodded.
"The guy described it as uh, a trawler."
"It's big?"
"Yeah."
"Alright then! You'll be wantin' some big nets, right o'er there," she pointed over to a far wall. "Most of 'em are pretty hefty in price, but ya' bought the boat, so you'll be willin', a'm sure. Dick raised up the Omnilium coins and looked at them for a moment. The price probably wouldn't be a problem, giving their value.
"Go find the nets," he said to Nicole, who had still been lingering near the counter. "You're the one who needs them." She mumbled a response under her breath, but then walked over and began looking at the nets. She held each one and tugged, before pulling out the one that felt most strong. Soon, she had come back and placed it on the counter so Dick placed two of the heaviest coins down.
"Oh, you'll probably want a radio too. This is enough though for it." Scanning the Omnilium coins, the cashier nodded. "Yeah, you'll be good." and pushed the net toward Nicole and grabbed a small radio from under the counter.
"Excuse me," Dick asked as Nicole began to walk out with her acquisitions. "Do you have a restroom?"
Dick walked out of the store wearing his suit, meeting up with Nicole.
"Ready to go do some negotiations?"
"Guess so." They walked off back to the meeting place and arrived there within minutes. The man from the day before was waiting, angry.
"Y'er late."
"We got here earlier than the agreed time! What are you talking about?" Nicole burst in.
"Calm down. I apologise that we were late. Nicole, I know what you're about to say, but drop it. It's not worth it." The burly seaman let out a chuckle, leading them forward to his ship. Once they got on, he led them under the deck to a small room with a table and a map in the middle.
"Stay 'ere." So, they sat. For nearly an hour.
"I swear, I'm about ready to bust a hole in this wall..." Nicole said with a groan.
"What was 'at?" The captain suddenly appeared in the doorway. "We're 'ere..." he said with a snarl. Dick and Nicole walked up to the top of the ship, garnering some odd looks from the other people onboard. Nearby was a smaller, but still large, ship, on which several people were situated. Most of them were young, some even children. One had a fireball in his hand, and seemed to be focusing.
"Kev! Stop!" Nicole yelled.
"Nicole? I thought they'd kill you by now!"
"Just wait for a second! This guy's here to help get us out of this situation. He's trying to negotiate!" Nicole jumped into the water, bending the water around her when she smacked down against the surface. She then rapidly accelerated, heading toward the second boat. Dick then, himself, ran with a burst of speed before bursting and hanging onto the second boat before climbing up.
"What the fuck's going on with these freaks..." said someone on the boat behind. But neither of the superhumans heard them as they boarded the other boat. Dick immediately took command, yelling out to the people on board.
"Alright! Where's your prisoner from the other ship?" One kid, the one who had formerly held a fireball, beckoned for Dick to follow him, a slight look of guilt on his face. He led Dick into a small room where the man was sitting, snoring with his head back. "He's not restrained?" Dick asked, confused.
"Naw. We just locked him in here. Brought him food and stuff, I swear!"
"No, no, you're not in trouble for it. I'm actually impressed, surprised you treated him so well."
"Yeah, Emily wouldn't let us tie him up or anything." Dick walked over and shook the man, causing him to wake up quickly.
"What is it?"
"You're coming with me, back to your ship." The man grinned.
"About time!"
Dick settled down into a chair in Nicole's group's ship. Everything had been settled, and the other fishing vessel had left. In exchange for his help in establishing them as a legitimate fishing boat, the group of superhumans had offered to serve as his allies, allowing him to request their aid whenever necessary. He had gladly accepted, and so was resting, preparing for more hero work. Because despite this being a new, strange world, he wasn't ready to give up his values. He was a hero: no matter where he went.
"Geez man, how long do you sleep? I've been waiting for you for almost three hours!"
"Sorry, it's been a lot of stress since I've gotten here. Still not quite used to the idea that my old world is just... gone." Nicole snorted.
"Well, better get used to it. Nobody's been able to find a way back to their world, so you'll be stuck here for a long time." Dick paused to think for a moment. So that was it. His prior world was gone, and he'd never return. But he'd have to be optimistic, and keep helping this world as a hero. Focusing back on the task at hand, he spoke up.
"So, know where we're gonna get some fishing equipment?"
"There'll probably be a store down by the docks with nets and shit. Don't really know all we need, but we'll figure it out." Dick nodded, heading toward the elevator and beckoning for the woman behind to follow. She complied, and they were soon heading down. Dick walked over to the counter, placing the key for the elevator down so the woman behind could take it.
"Oh! Um, this is good for the next week or so..."
"Just give it to the next person to walk in. They'll deserve it, I'm sure." The woman's eyes went wide, but he ignored her, walking out.
Soon, Dick had made it to a shop selling fishing supplies with Nicole, clutching a handful of Omnilium coins. He walked up to the counter, and asked politely:
"Excuse me, what would be the best thing to buy when starting a fishing vessel?" The woman behind the counter laughed.
"You new ta' this?" Dick stammered, attempting to find a response, but she interrupted with more speech. "Ya' already got a ship?" Nicole nodded.
"The guy described it as uh, a trawler."
"It's big?"
"Yeah."
"Alright then! You'll be wantin' some big nets, right o'er there," she pointed over to a far wall. "Most of 'em are pretty hefty in price, but ya' bought the boat, so you'll be willin', a'm sure. Dick raised up the Omnilium coins and looked at them for a moment. The price probably wouldn't be a problem, giving their value.
"Go find the nets," he said to Nicole, who had still been lingering near the counter. "You're the one who needs them." She mumbled a response under her breath, but then walked over and began looking at the nets. She held each one and tugged, before pulling out the one that felt most strong. Soon, she had come back and placed it on the counter so Dick placed two of the heaviest coins down.
"Oh, you'll probably want a radio too. This is enough though for it." Scanning the Omnilium coins, the cashier nodded. "Yeah, you'll be good." and pushed the net toward Nicole and grabbed a small radio from under the counter.
"Excuse me," Dick asked as Nicole began to walk out with her acquisitions. "Do you have a restroom?"
Dick walked out of the store wearing his suit, meeting up with Nicole.
"Ready to go do some negotiations?"
"Guess so." They walked off back to the meeting place and arrived there within minutes. The man from the day before was waiting, angry.
"Y'er late."
"We got here earlier than the agreed time! What are you talking about?" Nicole burst in.
"Calm down. I apologise that we were late. Nicole, I know what you're about to say, but drop it. It's not worth it." The burly seaman let out a chuckle, leading them forward to his ship. Once they got on, he led them under the deck to a small room with a table and a map in the middle.
"Stay 'ere." So, they sat. For nearly an hour.
"I swear, I'm about ready to bust a hole in this wall..." Nicole said with a groan.
"What was 'at?" The captain suddenly appeared in the doorway. "We're 'ere..." he said with a snarl. Dick and Nicole walked up to the top of the ship, garnering some odd looks from the other people onboard. Nearby was a smaller, but still large, ship, on which several people were situated. Most of them were young, some even children. One had a fireball in his hand, and seemed to be focusing.
"Kev! Stop!" Nicole yelled.
"Nicole? I thought they'd kill you by now!"
"Just wait for a second! This guy's here to help get us out of this situation. He's trying to negotiate!" Nicole jumped into the water, bending the water around her when she smacked down against the surface. She then rapidly accelerated, heading toward the second boat. Dick then, himself, ran with a burst of speed before bursting and hanging onto the second boat before climbing up.
"What the fuck's going on with these freaks..." said someone on the boat behind. But neither of the superhumans heard them as they boarded the other boat. Dick immediately took command, yelling out to the people on board.
"Alright! Where's your prisoner from the other ship?" One kid, the one who had formerly held a fireball, beckoned for Dick to follow him, a slight look of guilt on his face. He led Dick into a small room where the man was sitting, snoring with his head back. "He's not restrained?" Dick asked, confused.
"Naw. We just locked him in here. Brought him food and stuff, I swear!"
"No, no, you're not in trouble for it. I'm actually impressed, surprised you treated him so well."
"Yeah, Emily wouldn't let us tie him up or anything." Dick walked over and shook the man, causing him to wake up quickly.
"What is it?"
"You're coming with me, back to your ship." The man grinned.
"About time!"
Dick settled down into a chair in Nicole's group's ship. Everything had been settled, and the other fishing vessel had left. In exchange for his help in establishing them as a legitimate fishing boat, the group of superhumans had offered to serve as his allies, allowing him to request their aid whenever necessary. He had gladly accepted, and so was resting, preparing for more hero work. Because despite this being a new, strange world, he wasn't ready to give up his values. He was a hero: no matter where he went.