07-01-2017, 02:33 AM
“Dear Karl,” I muttered, staring up into the mottled clouds. “Who do I have to kill to get you to turn off the water?”
We had left the safehouse after taking the bare minimum of supplies and refilling our waterskins from the tap. Other adventurers had entered and left while we were there, though we hadn’t bothered to track any of them. Kinda seemed like a dick move to stalk people on their way out of the safehouse. Besides, if we could score an item drop without having to risk getting battered any further, it wouldn’t be a bad idea at all.
“Do you think there will be any candy?” Graw asked, grabbing hold of my arm and squeezing hard enough to cause my fingertips to tingle. “I’m really hungry.”
“Uh...maybe?” I replied, scratching my head. “To be honest I don’t really remember much from the last time I was there. Between the concussion and all of the liquor I imbibed, I’m not the most reliable source.”
“Ssame,” Cell said, “Minuss the concusssion part. That’ss one of the few injuriess I HAVEN’T gotten yet.”
“Oh,” the bubblegum abomination responded, tapping her chin with her index finger. “Well, people vacation there so there’s probably something sweet.”
“Sso am I the only one taking thiss serioussly now?” the bio-android asked, clicking his beak. “We should be ssearching for dropss and people to murder.”
“I am in agreement with the large insect,” Zedd grunted, crossing his arms over his chest. “We should find more wealth to lay claim to.”
I sighed, glancing down at our map. It honestly wasn’t a bad idea, but the ache in my recently wrecked knee and the continual agony bouncing around in my brainpan served as quite the distraction. “We’ll keep an eye,” I replied reluctantly. “You two look like you’re doing better than me and Bugsy, so be ready to take the lead.”
“Does that make me the leader now?!” Graw’s eyes opened wide, a smile spreading across her face.
“No.”
We had left the safehouse after taking the bare minimum of supplies and refilling our waterskins from the tap. Other adventurers had entered and left while we were there, though we hadn’t bothered to track any of them. Kinda seemed like a dick move to stalk people on their way out of the safehouse. Besides, if we could score an item drop without having to risk getting battered any further, it wouldn’t be a bad idea at all.
“Do you think there will be any candy?” Graw asked, grabbing hold of my arm and squeezing hard enough to cause my fingertips to tingle. “I’m really hungry.”
“Uh...maybe?” I replied, scratching my head. “To be honest I don’t really remember much from the last time I was there. Between the concussion and all of the liquor I imbibed, I’m not the most reliable source.”
“Ssame,” Cell said, “Minuss the concusssion part. That’ss one of the few injuriess I HAVEN’T gotten yet.”
“Oh,” the bubblegum abomination responded, tapping her chin with her index finger. “Well, people vacation there so there’s probably something sweet.”
“Sso am I the only one taking thiss serioussly now?” the bio-android asked, clicking his beak. “We should be ssearching for dropss and people to murder.”
“I am in agreement with the large insect,” Zedd grunted, crossing his arms over his chest. “We should find more wealth to lay claim to.”
I sighed, glancing down at our map. It honestly wasn’t a bad idea, but the ache in my recently wrecked knee and the continual agony bouncing around in my brainpan served as quite the distraction. “We’ll keep an eye,” I replied reluctantly. “You two look like you’re doing better than me and Bugsy, so be ready to take the lead.”
“Does that make me the leader now?!” Graw’s eyes opened wide, a smile spreading across her face.
“No.”
Quote:Team Horrifically Awesome moving from C21 to C20.
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