Finally Meeting Friends

[Jak Mar]

The days almost seemed as sandy as the nights around the Town with No name. The ottsel quickly found this out as he wished he had asked Jak to summon an hankerchief for him so he could cover his mouth.

Wait.. Jak..?!

He hadn't seen his buddy in

Days...

no...

weeks..

..

Months actually.

The quick ottsel felt like he did again quickly when Jak needed rescuing from the prison, he sighed softly as he directed himself through the crowds of the Town of no name quickly trying to find some sort of job. But who would accept a ottsel of all things especially when word got out he attacked Nippur and now Nippur was gone thanks to another unknown force.

He remembered applying to a bartending job inside a old western saloon as he hopped on the bar area.

"Hey, pal... would you care to offer a ottsel a job in your bar? I have the skills nee-

Whoa... there rat, you wouldn't happen to be the ottsel that attacked New Babylon right?

Daxter gulped "Why would I do that?"

The Bartender stared at him 'Get out of here, ya rat..."

Daxter was quickly chased out of the bar as he ranted and raved as he felt the heat again.

The poor Ottsel was left standing there as earlier he at least pocketed a few om from some unlucky folk and tried to get a doctor to look at his injuries.

The ottsel sulked..

Great..