A Long Night For The Weary

[Jacket]

Jacket could tell now wasn't the time to talk about Doom anymore about what just happened tonight. It made Jacket also frustrated about Doom's attitude on everything. He was just another selfish prime that's just seeking for power to uphold and claim his spot in the omniverse. Just sitting on his scum-made pedestal, Dr. Doom would look down upon primes just like Jacket and Luci then toss them aside as pawns. Jacket couldn't think any more of Doom since it just drove him nuts again thinking about Luci dying right in front of him. Her death haunted him with memories back in the apartment with the rat masked killer shooting leaving them to die.

He saw Koal stormed off outside and left Jacket sitting alone at the table. Tonight, in the restaurant there weren't many people here besides them and a couple. Jacket took another bite of the Brooklyn style pepperoni pizza and a sip of his beer. The droplets of blood stained the table where Koal was sitting at a minute ago. He wasn't too sure if he should leave Koal be or maybe just call it a night and head back to his place. Probably Koal needed a place to stay but his apartment wasn't really fit for two people to live in. At least, Jacket did find another relatable prime like him but at least he was different compared to Dr. Doom.

Next time if Jacket met with Dr. Doom again, he isn't too sure if he should just bust a cap in his leg or just punch him so goddamn hard into his metallic face that it would leave an imprint. Jacket didn't really have the idea to kill him but just make him learn a lesson from a guy who protected his girl at all cost and hoped to never lose her again. Koal was outside for a couple minutes and Jacket realized it was almost closing time for the pizzeria. He figured Koal might not come back inside again to finish the meal. A half-eaten pizza just sat on the table along with half-drunk beverages.

Jacket gave a tip to their waiter and paid the meal which wasn't too expensive but a reasonable cost. He walked out of the restaurant, putting his wallet in his back pocket. Koal leaned his back against a light post that illuminated the street. Hardly any pedestrians were out at this time of the night and some cars passed by. The demon's eyes concentrated on the wound he accidentally made with blood streaking down his hand as he clasped it tightly. Jacket got a pack of cigarettes out of his letterman's pocket and flicked one out of the pack. The cigarette was placed between his index and middle finger moved the tobacco product toward his lips. His mouth held the cigarette than Jacket stood near Koal and offer him one.

"You smoke?" Jacket offered to Koal with the pack raised to him.

"I'm not feeling it for the moment," Koal responded uttering his words quietly under his breath.

The blonde hair prime put the pack of cigarettes back into his pocket and got his lighter out. He flicked it several times to get a perfect small fiery flame going. When he accomplished one, he brought it up to the cigarette in his mouth and lit the wrapped tobacco.  A little trail of smoke raised into the air and he began inhaling the smoke then exhaling it through his nose.

They stayed quiet for minutes until something came across Jacket's mind.

"Did you like being brought here in the Omniverse?" Jacket questioned taking the cigarette out of his mouth but still held it between his index and middle finger.

Koal turned his attention to Jacket when he spoke those words but followed with silence.

"Because I sure as hell remember that somehow my life was turning out to be terrible where I came from, but I wasn't mad at Omni bringing me here since that gave me a reset button." Jacket said in a calm voice while looking at the cars that passed by on the street.

"What the hell, my mind still plays tricks on me and that hasn't changed one bit." Jacket continued while not changing his stance and the tone of his voice.