Old Answers and New Questions

[West]

Zero follows, curious, confused, and his feelings a bit hurt.

Wasn't Animus the one the said Joshua smelled? Why did he get cussed at? He had just been curious if Animus was right.

Then there was Armstrong. Didn't she care that the refrigerator was brand new? Hell, anyone could see that from the shelves and stickers inside of it. He had thought she was smart.

Maybe he'd just have to settle for the handicapped famous thing.

Or maybe they were all just too uptight to think straight.

"You all want to roll one up?" he asked, shaking the Zip-Loc. "One of Cal's bongs may still be here," he added.

Sometimes hitting it straight was just too harsh for some people.

[Animus]

"I'm having enough trouble keeping a clear head without -- " As if to emphasize his point, the spirit twitches yet again, cutting him off. Why do people do that to themselves?

[West]

"Well, suit yourself," Zero said. "It's spectacular for pain management, though."

Looking around, he scratched at his ear. He didn't really care for long awkward silences, they were so boring.

"Anyway, I'm gonna jet," he concluded. He handed Armstrong a card, and held his thumb and pinky up to his ear. Call me, he mouthed.

Taking one last look around, he headed out.

"Oh, hey, by the way, that shaving's probably from the old fridge," he called over his shoulder.

[Armstrong]

She takes the card from Zero. "The shaving is something that the guardians missed during their clean up. I only noticed it because it pinged on my sybil's sight. That means it's important somehow..."

Armstrong's explanation is cut short when her phone beeps, along with everyone else's phone.

[Benji]

"Fucking guardians"

[Joshua Morris]

Frowning, Joshua checks his phone, and grunts. "Well, this should be interesting," he says, in a tone which suggests "interesting" and "good" aren't measured on the same axis. "Keep that shaving," he says to Armstrong. "After we meet this Guardian, I can take a look with my Sight. Its unlikely, but maybe I'll see something on it."

[Animus]

Animus reads the message and starts to shake his head, aborting the gesture as pain once again stabs through his back. "Doesn't anyone believe in telling people what they need to know? I think we've found all we can here, though. Let's go see what the Guardians want." Can the spirit's information possibly be worth what it put me through?

[West]

(( Nice Scene, guys ))