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Post by Mizagium on Apr 20, 2011 22:26:44 GMT -5
"An...apple..." Dietrich lapsed into philosopher mode. "An apple a day...keeps the...dark wizard at bay?"
"Yeah, yeah," Elberich shoved his master out of the way to speak with Jack. "Portal traveling is risky, especially when Awesome Land is semi-protected by that troubling barrier thing. It's even worse when he have to circumvent the actual Hall of Portals to avoid the PFG. All in all, I'm happy we just ended up in the same dimension. I mean - imagine if I made a more serious error than forgetting to carry the one, right master?"
"Keeps the...airport delay? No, no that's not..."
"Uh-huh," Elberich sighed. "Great. The slums. This just keeps getting better."
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Post by Razgat on Apr 20, 2011 22:32:18 GMT -5
I was about to leave them with their problems, but Toots stepped up. Her eyes peered out from below the rim of her hat. "We were going out to get a drink. If you'd like, you could come with us so that you have some time to figure out where you are."
That was just like her. She would go up to a lion and invite it into her bed if she could. But that was Toots, the wind beneath my wings, the cue cards behind my speech, the feathers to my beating wings. Without her, my office would be as cluttered as a rat's nest.
But I sure as hell wasn't paying for everyone else. One is enough. Damn cases never seem to come in anymore.
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Post by Mizagium on Apr 20, 2011 22:35:15 GMT -5
"Master Lehrer and I would love to, right?"
"Keeps the...mahjong today?"
"He'd love to." Elberich took Dietrich by the arm and lead him along like a lost child. "So, Jack. You look like one of those old-timey private detectives. You going to a costume party or getting back from one?"
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Post by Razgat on Apr 20, 2011 22:52:07 GMT -5
I felt a sharp chill run up my spine. "It's no costume, kid. I'm a detective. Detective Jack Galager, private eye of Dynasty City."
Toots smiled a little. "And I'm his assistant!" She sounded a little too cheery. Suspicious...
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Post by Mizagium on Apr 20, 2011 22:58:46 GMT -5
Elberich shrugged. "Whatever floats your boat, Jack."
"Keeps the...keeps the doctor away! Yes, that's it!" Dietrich looked around, confused. "Where are we now, Elberich."
"A bar, old man. Act cool."
"Uh, yes. Anyway. A detective, Mr. Galager? Excellent. Perhaps you could help us locate our man?"
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Post by Razgat on Apr 20, 2011 23:09:22 GMT -5
I scoffed. Here were two weirdos who popped out of nowhere, not even knowing where they were, and they wanted help from me? Don't get me wrong, I'm a good citizen to a point. I'll help out with things. For instance, the other day, this little girl had a kitten that wondered into some warehouse, and she was too scared to get it, so I went in for her. Of course, she was a little girl. Who could say no? These people? They were wackos. I've worked with a lot of wackos in my time, but that was with the promise of a reward. These two don't look like they got much.
I grabbed ahold of Toots' wrist and began to guide her through the door to the bar. "Sorry, pops, but I'm no charity. You've gotta pay for my services. You got something for me, then follow me to a table, and we'll talk."
I went in without waiting for a response. They seemed like too much trouble than what they were worth.
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Post by Mizagium on Apr 20, 2011 23:13:34 GMT -5
"Not the most sociable fellow, is he?" Dietrich asked of his apprentice.
"I think he's cool," Elberich retorted. "But then I don't have much to base it off of." He grinned at his master and followed Jack and Toots to his table.
"Are...are you saying I'm not cool?" Dietrich shouted after his student; he followed when he received a laugh as a response.
The two mages sat across from the detective and his assistant. "Of course we would pay you for your services," the elder one spoke. "We wouldn't dream of letting your help go unrewarded."
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Post by Razgat on Apr 20, 2011 23:25:21 GMT -5
This perked my interest. I could use some income. "Really? Who's the guy?"
Toots sat sipping on her fruity drink with a straw.
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Post by Mizagium on Apr 20, 2011 23:32:42 GMT -5
Dietrich and Elberich shared a look. "Izaak von Shlockenburg."
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Post by Razgat on Apr 20, 2011 23:41:37 GMT -5
"Never heard of em."
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Post by Mizagium on Apr 21, 2011 14:29:55 GMT -5
Dietrich exhaled slowly. "Izaak is...how do I put this? He's...German. Now, ignore the fact that no one at this table actually knows what German is - and that Germany does not exist in Awesome Land, so I have absolutely no idea what I'm talking about - and accept that you know precisely what I am talking about. Ok?"
~~~~~ GOLDBEX RAISED AN EYEBROW. "NO TINY GIRL. I AM THE ONLY VICTOR. OR SHALL I DANCE AGAIN?"
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Post by Calefrun on Apr 21, 2011 15:09:46 GMT -5
Cale, who hadn't been there when the bar was erased, asked aloud, "Dance?"
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Post by Razgat on Apr 21, 2011 19:40:20 GMT -5
I took a swig of beer. These two were trouble already. "Let's say I do. Go on."
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Post by Mizagium on Apr 30, 2011 20:54:43 GMT -5
GOLDBEZ PLACED HIS HANDS ON HIS HIPS AND BEGAN TO GYRATE SLOWLY "SHALL I DEMONSTRATE?"
~~~~~
Dietrich drummed on the table nervously. "Let's just say...he's dangerously insane. We would like to return him to our home, but we can't locate him. We will pay you for your help, of course."
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Post by Razgat on Apr 30, 2011 22:45:43 GMT -5
I smirked at the old man. "Dangerously insane? Gramps, you have no idea how many people on my list you've just described. When you've dealt with one, you've dealt with them all."
That's when she seductively strutted into my mind. Her hips swinging side to side, her soft locks draping over her eyelashes, her red lips curling up into a malicious smile. That dame would ruin my life some day, and I'd die happy. But she was the craziest person I knew. Crazy....or just crazily brilliant.
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Post by Calefrun on May 1, 2011 13:42:23 GMT -5
As GOLDBEZ began gyrating, Cale realized that he shouldn't have asked. "Ah, no," he said, "I think I get the picture." He scratched his chin, though there were just a few whiskers there, not nearly enough of a beard to actually be itchy. He just did that out of habit, while he was thinking.
Why was he even hanging around with these people? Sure the promise of adventure was interesting, but he would more than likely be driven insane, if not killed if he were to stay with this group. Besides, he had more important things to take care of now. A weird hooded kid that apparently had plans for him, and a missing father. He was beginning to think that coming to this city might not have been the best idea.
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Post by Mizagium on May 1, 2011 13:56:22 GMT -5
Stella was still rocking back and forth on her UFO. "Maybe we should go walk around, then. Adventurous ideas don't' seem to be coming to us easily. Oh look a squirrel!" And she was gone in a flash.
"I WILL APPREHEND THE VICIOUS VERMIN!" GOLDBEZ SKIPPED AFTER HER.
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Post by Calefrun on May 1, 2011 14:50:51 GMT -5
Cale sighed. He was going to be stuck at the ruins of this bar all day at this rate. He looked around. He saw that after everything that had happened to this city in the past several hours, there was only one area that looked miraculously, and perhaps slightly ironically, untouched. The slums. Without saying a word to anyone, he began walking in that direction.
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Post by Mizagium on May 10, 2011 16:59:22 GMT -5
Two shuriken appeared out of thin air and embedded themselves in the pavement right in front of Cale's feet. A Blackbody aura phased into being and then out again, leaving behind Blanche. "Yes, that's right I have returned."
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Post by Monika on May 10, 2011 17:09:28 GMT -5
"We need the Scrolls of Science." Aurora said bluntly.
Chancellor Awesome shook his shiny metal head at this display of tactlessness and corrected her. "What Her Imperial Highness means..." he sighed. "...is that Awesome Land is in dire trouble. Again. And only the Scrolls of Science will save it."
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