"I like to think I'm not a bragging guy, but I think that was a pretty good op. Besides, I can tell whatever the hell I just did, whatever screws the Soviets is probably a good thing in the long run." Not that I exactly care. Jordan added mentally. He guessed that if the entities could mindread (Which they probably could), they probably expected him to be like that.
Chill out.
You get up and look at the selection of various unlabeled bottles of liquid in a wood and glass cabinet while chatting with the entity. After testing some by smell, you pour what you think is whiskey in a glass.
"Oh, you did more then screw some Societs over. You were of immense help."You sit back down on the armchair and take a small sip. Hmmm.... Yeah, whiskey and a good one at that. Looks like your nose was right.
"But anyway, enough business talk. What do you think of the ones you were with? Anything... interesting?"
*sniff*
"I hate this."
I lie there, wordlessly crying in Stellar's arm's for several minutes. Before finally speaking up again.
"Why are we doing this? What are these games really about? What... What awaits me afterwards? Will I get my real body back?"
"I hate this too." she whispers with sadness in her voice.
You lay there for a long time, you crying, Stellar gently rubbing you.
As your thoughts slowly calm down, you realize something. No, realize is not the right word, it's like the memory of a dream you had many years ago suddenly coming back to you, only to immediately disappear again, leaving you unsure of if it ever happened. Darkness and someone telling you something. Telling you to stay away from Stellar. To ask no questions. Threatening you.
You are unsure of this was real or just a dream. It's only a memory of you remembering a fragment of a memory.
"I am here because I want to help you. Because I want you to be free again. Because it's the only way I can. I'm sorry I had to- had to-..." A few seconds pass.
"I told you you wouldn't want to be my friend."
"Even though I hope I know what you meant by that line, 'I got to pimp out your body and soul' is still a funny thing to say to someone. But yeah, you are pretty awesome. Helpful, too. I really appreciate that, you know."
"Oh, don't worry, it's not like that. You're not my type. Not that I don't like your soul, it's fine, I'm sure one day you'll meet a Demon who'll want it more than anything in the world. I just like the ones I mate with to have a certain... something.
Although I did see some weird stuff while I was in there. You... might want to get a shrink or a witch doctor or something to check on that."
The Staging AreaOh yeah. Had to go out to the area with the others.
Go out to the area with the others.
"Hello? Everyone back here?"
You get out to the Staging Area which is currently in the form of a small waterfall near a mountain. The small shallow river the waterfall forms cuts the staging area in half before falling down a cliff, forming another waterfall. The rest of the staging area is populated by sparse pine trees and some of the others. Eria is talking to Alan who is holding a tiny leash. Angel is talking to a man in a suit. Zechariah is just standing there.
March indignantly up to the lizard lady. Pull the icicle out of my flesh and hand it over to her.
Ma'am, I'd appreciate it if you could control your pet a little better. At least have a leash or something.
Summon a leash made specially for very tiny dogs.
You summon a tiny leash that would probably be fit for crickets and hand it over to Eria. The leash has an inscription with tiny letters on it.
((Gonna wait some more for people to vote or change their votes if they want. And for NAV to post. I'll send him a PM.
If nothing changes, we're going for a boss fight next.))
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