Post by Christopher Alexander on May 21, 2014 0:34:18 GMT -8
Chris had stopped in a bar for the day, for as much as he wanted to continue the search, to do so in daylight would be suicide. How am I supposed to find this Adam guy?" He thought to himself as he ordered whiskey with A-. Even if I just have to cover the Americas, that's a lot of land. A lot of land that I could miss him on just by being at the right place at the wrong time. I have no leads to go off of, other than a name, and Ace going 'oh, you need to find this guy.' Some help THAT is. He took a sip of his drink before Satan, the newly adopted name of his alter-ego, chimed in. Ever since we met him, we've known that he's a dick. You should be more concerned about finding Riot. We don't owe this world's Riot OR this Adam character anything, but you DID make a promise to yourself to look out for OUR Riot. As much as he hated to admit it, Satan usually was a voice of reason. An admittedly psychotic voice at other times, but when it came to getting what he wanted, Satan was usually right.
How about we go turn something on on the jukebox? Maybe we could think of something with some music. He walked up to the machine in the corner and scrounged in his coat pocket for some spare change. Despite it being hundreds of years out of date, and from another reality, the change worked, and the jukebox hummed to life. He scrolled through the selections for a bit, before finding a name that he recognized. Hey, remember this song? It came out some time in the 50's. He chose it, and the disk started to come into place. You're seriously going to make us listen to THAT? Satan quipped. Despite being from the same consciousness, the two had different views on a great many things. Oh shut up, it's a classic. Besides, it's kinda apropos, don't you think? As he made his way back to the bar stool that he had sat at, the music began to play:
Chris sat there, both thinking and enjoying the music. Even if we DON'T try to find this Adam guy, which would mean that we'd have an angry Ace on us, which I'd just as soon not have again; how do we expect to be able to find our Riot? We still have the same problem as we did with Adam, and I don't think that our service covers inter-dimensional roaming. Until interrupted by some other event, he would stay there, trying to figure out how to start looking or either Adam or Riot.
How about we go turn something on on the jukebox? Maybe we could think of something with some music. He walked up to the machine in the corner and scrounged in his coat pocket for some spare change. Despite it being hundreds of years out of date, and from another reality, the change worked, and the jukebox hummed to life. He scrolled through the selections for a bit, before finding a name that he recognized. Hey, remember this song? It came out some time in the 50's. He chose it, and the disk started to come into place. You're seriously going to make us listen to THAT? Satan quipped. Despite being from the same consciousness, the two had different views on a great many things. Oh shut up, it's a classic. Besides, it's kinda apropos, don't you think? As he made his way back to the bar stool that he had sat at, the music began to play:
I can't quit you babe
Woman I think I'm gonna put you down for a little while
I can't quit you babe
I... think I'm gonna put you down for a while
Woman I think I'm gonna put you down for a little while
I can't quit you babe
I... think I'm gonna put you down for a while
Chris sat there, both thinking and enjoying the music. Even if we DON'T try to find this Adam guy, which would mean that we'd have an angry Ace on us, which I'd just as soon not have again; how do we expect to be able to find our Riot? We still have the same problem as we did with Adam, and I don't think that our service covers inter-dimensional roaming. Until interrupted by some other event, he would stay there, trying to figure out how to start looking or either Adam or Riot.