[Incoming. Bzzt...]
Wraith Hunter, Mark, and Josephine all fall into an incredibly similar conversation loop as the last cycle. As this is going on, Mikah has begun making his way outside.
One main difference, well, apart from Lucas and Jonathan's differences, is that Dan actually got included. Feeling less awkward this time, even with the bird nesting on top of his head, he tries to get more information out of Lucas.
"Well, I guess I owe you a thank you. I'm sure you know who I am, but I fear it isn't mutual?" As Dan cautiously ventures into the terrifying realm of starting a conversation with a human, Mark can't help paying a bit of attention to their interaction. It's not every day he gets to see his antisocial friend start up small talk with an impulsive goof and an even more awkward than him dork.
"Oh! Oh! He's Xenoclast, and I'm Jackknife!" Apparently, when he is speaking to someone who has their own brand of awkwardness, Jonathan finds some courage. Getting a snort of laughter out of Lucas, he gets a light backhand slap against one of his legs, causing him to stagger back a few steps. Not that this diminishes his grin at all.
"At least wait until we're registered before trying to brag to an established supervillain, you dork." Lucas makes a show of sighing, but he still can't resist chuckling a bit more before continuing. "Anyway, I'm Lucas and he's Jon, er, Jonathan." Throughout their exchange, Lucas's gaze keeps drifting up to the fluffy little colorful bird.
Mark lets out a partially restrained laugh while half paying attention to their antics. Noticing his action, Josephine glances over at them and develops a small smile when she sees the situation.
After hearing their answers, Dan looks thoughtful for a few moments and then nods his head, getting a warning chirp from Sylph. Disturbing her is a criminal offense, after all.
Lucas is greatly amused by the clear display of who's in charge, wistfully longing to yield scritches unto the supreme being. Having recently arrived nearby, Mikah bursts out laughing.
"You can just ask, Lucas." Immediately outing him right on the spot, Mikah continues chuckling. He holds one hand over his mouth, not that it does much to hide his highly entertained smile. Lucas glares at him briefly before his attention turns back up to the coveted fluffy, colorful plumage.
"Why you gotta do me dirty like that, Mikah? Ahem, Dan, no, Black Ash Snow, may I hold your bird?" As Lucas asks these questions, he starts raising his cupped together hands in front of him. His expression is rather pious, regarding the one true ruler with the exact right amount of fervent worship.
Since Wraith Hunter has noticed the arrival of a new person, there was a brief lull in their conversation. Thanks to this, everyone clearly heard Mikah followed by Lucas, as well as seeing his act of reverence. Lucas has even shifted his position so he is kneeling instead of sitting, further adding to the image of veneration.
Jonathan is the first to crack, nearly doubling over from his hysterical laughter. Most of the others present follow suit in their own fashions, leaving an immobile Lucas and Dan facing each other.
Dan even cracks slightly, laughing softly. He then whistles a little bit, getting a reaction from her majesty. Sylph fluffs up her feathers and gives a happy trill, then deigns to fly down and lands in Lucas's outstretched hands.
The sheer unbridled joy writ across Lucas's face is a whole new brand of pure bliss. Mark can't help but want to capture the scene, pulling his phone back out again and snapping a few photos at a few different angles, laughing the whole time.
Poor Mikah just had to endure an excited pterodactyl screech from Lucas's mind.
427 is both struggling and suffering in his own ways.
Lucas devolves his questionable intellect even further, babbling inane cuteness at his newfound god. There are repeated instances of "so smol" and "pretty lady" mixed in with the largely nonsensical drivel.
As Sylph basks in the attention, Dan even translates some of the nonsense for her, pleasing her further. Fluttering a bit, she increases her fluff factor and nuzzles her head against Lucas's thumb, to his great delight. With how happy both parties are, Dan even translates Sylph's responses back to Lucas, although it's primarily comprised of just saying "Yes" to Lucas's praise. Not that that disappoints him in any way.
Before long, Jonathan has caved to his own desires and has also leaned over to give her a few little scritches.
While the others were certainly amused by these antics, they fall back into their own conversation, introducing Wrath Hunter and Mikah to each other.
Jonathan has a thoughtful expression for a few moments then fishes around in the pockets of his cargo pants, pulling out Mr. Quacks. Holding him up near Sylph, his suspicions are confirmed; Sylph is a little smaller than Mr. Quacks is. This newfound fact makes Lucas and Jonathan laugh a bit, although Dan is rather confused. Not that he'd openly admit it.
Off to the side, Mikah laughs briefly but doesn't call anyone out.
Unfortunately, time and human needs disrupt the euphoric experience. Both Lucas and Jonathan's stomachs declare mutiny.
Now that mass is over, Lucas begrudgingly offers Sylph back up to Dan. She flies up and decides it's playtime again, going off on a merry adventure into the depths of his braid.
Almost as if on queue, Mark starts winding up to invite everyone out for dinner but he gets intercepted by Lucas.
"Well, if you'll excuse us, Jonathan and I have some business to attend to. And a really busy day tomorrow. Oh, uhh, who wants to take care of our friend here?" As Lucas is saying this, the captive starts to flail beneath him once again.
"I can take care of that, one moment." Dan turns to face Faunahorde and brings his fingers to his lips, making a long and sharp whistle.
Lucas makes a small expectant gasp and intently watches the glass door.
After just a few moments indeed, a large German Shepard gets up on its hind legs and uses its front paws to shove the door open. Once it's come outside, it runs over to sit down in front of Dan and look up at him inquisitively.
Mikah and 427 have now received another pterodactyl screech assault.
"Oh my god, look at you. Who's a good boy? It's you! You're such a good boy!" As Lucas's IQ plummets once again, assuming it ever rose in the first place, he holds his outstretched arms in front of him. He looks up at Dan expectantly as he asks "May I?"
Jonathan and Dan laugh a bit, the others at this point are already desensitized and are busy making dinner plans. Wraith Hunter is even borrowing Mark's phone to call the driver's older brother to join them. Oh, and to take care of the contents of the truck and the captive too. But mainly for dinner, which Dan has to go to whether he wants to or not.
Dan smiles a bit and makes a few low growling sounds at the earnest pupper before him. The good boy's tail is now wagging so much it's nearly a blur. "Go on Franz."
With his instructions as well as Lucas's request received, he turns around to face Lucas. In their seated positions, they are nearly at eye level with each other. Giving one brief happy bark, he lunges forward into Lucas's waiting arms.
Poor Mikah and 427 have now received yet another pterodactyl screech assault.
The cuddles and pets turn into a belly rub before long. Jonathan gives a few pets as well, but then he elbows Lucas's shoulder to bring him back on task. He's seriously hungry.
Lucas whines a bit but does ultimately decide to actually behave vaguely like an adult. He's also really hungry. He shifts a bunch of his weight into his left hand, firmly planted between the driver's shoulder blades. Scooting backward a bit, he works his way into a crouched position, still holding the driver down for the dog to take his place.
Once the pup has assumed the position, Lucas lets go and stands up. The driver seems to be under the impression this is his chance and starts to lift his upper body. The dog rears up a bit before stomping down with his front paws onto the man's shoulders, slamming him back into the asphalt. Delighted with his new game, the dog's tail is nearly a blur from wagging so much, yet again.
The abused human-shaped toy raises one hand up, roughly in Lucas's direction. With one lone finger standing tall. This hand is promptly stomped right back down into the asphalt by Lucas, not holding any strength back. There's even a little cracking sound, he might have managed to break a knuckle or two.
As Lucas dusts himself off, there is a small shower of dog fur. It seems Franz hasn't finished shedding his winter coat, no wonder Dan is such a mess.
Lucas mentally runs over tomorrow's itinerary to remind himself why he can't just stay here and keep playing with the pup before him. Mikah chuckles a bit as he does so.
"Well, you certainly weren't kidding. I'd recommend starting with your phones and then registering your organization, some realtors give discounts if you're registered." Mikah gives a friendly suggestion, accidentally slipping into work mode. Lucas smiles at him and gives a nod in thanks.
Mark is currently patting himself down looking for a pen, eventually being handed one by Mikah. Pulling out another business card, he starts writing down a series of names and numbers in a small, neat script.
"Oh, I'll send you the pictures once you have your phone. Hey Wraith, should I give him your number too?" Mark has already finished writing down his own, Josephine's, Mikah's, and Dan's numbers with their names printed neatly beside them.
"Hmm? Sure thing, can you squeeze in my boss's as well? I'm sure he'd like to at the very least treat him to a meal as thanks for his help." After agreeing, Wraith Hunter then also narrates Iron Spirit's information.
Lucas is a bit stunned by this inadvertent supervillain social networking, getting a few more chuckles from Mikah.
'Oh, maybe I can coax animal pictures out of Dan on a regular basis. Nice.'
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Lucas kills this chapter: 0
Lucas total kills: 6
Lucas deaths this chapter: 0
Lucas total deaths: 10
Lucas current GDV: 5.59 (+.01 +.01 +.01 = +.03 net change)
Jonathan kills this chapter: 0
Jonathan total kills: 4
Jonathan deaths this chapter: 0
Jonathan total deaths: 2
Jonathan current GDV: 1.51 (+.01 +.01 = +.02 net change)
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Little character theater:
Jonathan is about ready to start gnawing on Lucas's arm in hunger.
Lucas, still knocking some of the dog fur off of his clothes: Heheh, best day ever.
427, finding remaining silent the greatest challenge of his existence: […!!! !!!]
Author nodding with their arms crossed: Lucas stands firm in his priorities, being the fact that they're all good animals and deserve his undivided affection. Oh, and playing with the concrete pole was pretty important too, I'm sure. Dork.
Mr. Quacks, satisfied with his superior size: Quack.
Now wielding a small rectangle of simultaneously dangerous yet valuable cardboard, Lucas and Jonathan finally manage to break away from the congregation of supervillains. Supervillains who are still hanging out in the middle of the road next to the truck, continuing to divert traffic. Mark has even posted some selfies to his Mind Flare social media accounts while posing in front of Franz pinning down the imprisoned driver. All while also tagging Black Ash Snow's accounts as well, of course.Lucas doesn't even need to wonder when he's far enough away from Mikah.[What the HELL Lucas!? You know we need to onboard Jonathan! You saw how much of a threat being careless around those supervillains can be! Why would you just casually give your plans to Mikah like that!? Now you are socially obliged to let all of those supervillains k
Despite Lucas's paranoid suspicions, the rest of the subway ride continues to be uneventful. Throughout the journey, both he and Jonathan have happily eaten a borderline alarming quantity of food each. Even still, they have some leftovers that they're intending on bringing back to the apartment with them.Now that Jonathan has appeased his localized black hole, the look of contentment on his face is the very definition of the phrase 'the cat that got the cream.' And much like said proverbial cat full of cream, he's on the brink of a food coma.Feeling the distinct need to be a spoilsport, Lucas occasionally elbows him to keep him awake. Even despite Lucas's insistence on being a wet blanket, they're both in rather high spirits. Going home after a busy day will certainly do that, and that thought particularly resonates with Jo
Once Lucas and Jonathan have spent a bit more time earning the stray mutt's trust, Lucas tentatively lifts the gangly mid-sized pup up into a sort of half hug, half carry. The dog not only doesn't resist, but he even takes the initiative to climb up a bit and rest his head in the gap between Lucas's neck and left shoulder.Having been accepted by the animal in his arms, Lucas internally melts a bit before standing back up. Unfortunately, during this process he gets a good strong whiff of eau de wet dog, significantly dampening the heart-warming atmosphere.'Woo doggy, that's some powerful stuff. Poor thing doesn't seem wild, must have been abandoned...'[Correct me if I'm wrong, but it seems that is no longer the situation.] As the bathtub slowly fills with water set to a satisfactory temperature, Lucas finally comes to terms with the fact that he has to actually stop holding the dog. He slowly crouches down, lowering himself to sit on the edge of the large white tub."All right buddy, down you go." As Lucas lowers the pup onto the bathroom's white tile floor, the dog's scrappy tail is happily wagging away while he looks up at Lucas.Once all four of his little paws are firmly on the ground, Lucas finally releases him and leans back a bit. With the clean white tiles serving as his background in the well-lit bathroom, the dog's filthy state is even clearer than ever."Sheesh, you're all limbs. You've gotta have more than just a little Greyhound in ya. Eh, good, you and Jon should have fun zI'd Like to Change My Reincarnation Subscription, Please Ch39 - Bark!
Very slowly, Lucas has finished painstakingly removing each and every tag from everything they brought home and putting all of the relevant things into the washer, as well as prepping it to run but leaving its door open.As Lucas plops down onto the patched-up sofa and starts channel surfing in order to distract himself, a clean and mostly dried-off dog darts out of the bathroom to roll around on the wall-to-wall carpeting of the living room, kicking his legs happily into the air. Jonathan's laughing can be heard from the bathroom for a few seconds before he shuts the door.Lucas is so delighted by the sight, he drops the TV remote he was previously holding right on the floor and gets up to run over and play with the dog. Unfortunately for 427, he has yet again released the mental pterodactyl-screech assault of happiness.
"Bah, whatever. It shouldn't be enough for anyone to be wary of us, yeah? No point worrying about it, I guess... Ugh, I really am creeped out knowing she was watching me like that though... Oh, er, thanks for cleaning up!" As Lucas looks at the TV one last time, he acknowledges Jonathan before running off to grab some towels and a change of clothes for himself. Once he has all of his selections, he goes into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.A slightly stunned Jonathan stands in place for a moment, staring at the recently shut bathroom door.[I'd say that while it isn't a good thing to get this kind of publicity right away, it shouldn't be too much of a threat. We're going to have to work on some villain-appropriate PR moves sooner than initially planned though.] "Okay fine, we'll clean the place up soon! Ugh, most of the stuff in the front room is probably junk anyway, we should be able to clear it out enough that you can have your own bedroom... Don't look at me like that! I'm not some hoarder or anything like that!" As Lucas caves under Jonathan's judgmental stare, he even feels like the dog is judging him too. Which he is."If that's not a hoarder, then what else do you call someone that keeps a room full of junk for no good reason?!" As Jonathan subconsciously channels the wrath of his mother that disowned him, Lucas can't help but sputter a bit."I'm just a... Lazy... Pack-rat... That really doesn't sound much better, does it..." As Lucas achieves enlightenment with this rare bout of introspection, he exhales a deep sigh.I'd Like to Change My Reincarnation Subscription, Please Ch42 - Top Dog
"All right, enough of that. Seriously though, we need to at least come up with a name, if nothing else. I was lookin' at some existing ones, seems the bar for naming is uh... Pretty low." After speaking just a few words, Lucas has already turned and started walking away from the bathroom. He doesn't even remotely bother to check if Jonathan is actually following or not.Once he makes it to the coffee table, Lucas grabs his laptop and goes over to plop down onto the patched-up sofa. As he settles in, he kicks his feet up onto the coffee table and pats the sofa cushion next to him a few times, encouraging the pup to come up and join him. Instead, he suddenly gains a Jonathan, who ends up picking up the pup to hold on his lap. Once the pupper is in place, he leans over to look at the laptop screen.'Yeah, one day is definite
Lucas and Jonathan—dressed decently but nowhere near as fancy as yesterday—are most of the way to Cat’s Paw Cafe, pointedly not utilizing the stinky subway station to get there.‘Ya know, it’s been surprisingly peaceful, yeah? Though, not havin’ people gawk as much as yesterday is kinda nice. All that attention was gettin’ old fast.’[Ahem, well, fortunately, Boss System approved my long-term task priority filtering proposal.]‘Oh? Whassat?’[Compared to before, now it requires an opt-in before being bombarded with every single task in range. Before receiving alerts—and therefore penalties for ignoring them—we’ll run the calculations of the tasks’ estimated impact vs. potential unwanted attention. This effectively weeds out a majority of minor tasks—plus some moderate ones—by accounting for how suspicious it would be for you to know the event was taking place, let alone be believably compelled to interfere. I knew there was no need to ask if you were interested in activating it immedi
Once the allotted thirty minutes have passed—precisely down to the second—427 tentatively undeafens Lucas. At first, all he can hear is a booklet’s pages being flipped through, followed by Lucas grumbling.Hesitantly removing the remaining sensory suppressions one at a time, 427 nearly sighs with relief upon discovering that Lucas is standing in the kitchenette by the new automatic drip coffee maker—thankfully dressed—in the midst of poorly attempting to demystify its instruction manual.‘How the hell is this so complicated?’[Ah, making good on your promise to Jonathan?]‘Oh, thank fuck; yer back. Took ya long enough.’[…Hello, again, to you, too.]‘Yeah, yeah, yeah. Welcome back. So, anywho, can ya scan through this or somethin’ and tell me how to use it?’[…I already looked up the instructions from everything’s model numbers earlier. First, measure out—]427 guides Lucas through measuring and grinding a serving’s worth of coffee beans and setting it up in the machine with such in-d
For a few peaceful minutes, Lucas delights in demolishing the delicious delicatessen delivery. As Jonathan reaches for his coffee cup to gauge if it’s cool enough for a sane person to drink, he ends up cutting himself off with a yawn, earning a side-eye from Lucas.“Hey, ya barely got any sleep, yeah? Instead of havin’ caffeine, shouldn’t ya go take a nap?” Upon Lucas’s question, Jonathan pauses, looking at the contents of his mug with an obvious longing. “I’ll make ya a fresh one in like half an hour; I’m sure 427 can figure out howta use whatever newfangled machine ya got,” Lucas continues, his eyes also fixed on the beverage.[…I suppose I appreciate your vote of confidence.]Jonathan’s gaze lingers on the coveted coffee for a moment before he sets it back on the table. As soon as he lets go of it, Lucas lays his claim upon it.“Um, o-okay, yeah. I just, um, sh-should take a shower first,” Jonathan stammers as he stands.Lucas hums an agreement around a mouthful of coffee.[Did y
Thankfully, there are no further interruptions during the rest of this round of deliveries. Or even during the next one, either.Once Jonathan finally has the fourth and final load of freight, he makes a detour to a delicatessen. More specifically, the one where he previously purchased yesterday’s breakfast.After equally uneventfully acquiring milk, third breakfast for himself, and first breakfast for Lucas—since he’d totally only eat sugary baked goods if real food wasn’t conveniently available—he makes his way home.With his back to the recently re-locked front door, Jonathan reclaims the last armload of supplies as he looks at Lucas’s still-shut bedroom door.‘…Our food will still be too hot to eat for a little while; I’ll make some coffee first.’Jonathan may or may not be making up excuses to keep putting off waking up Lucas in the hopes that he’ll do so on his own, knowing full well that he probably won’t.While taking longer than necessary to decide which appliance to christen
“Ah! Um…” Jonathan’s face scrunches up a bit as he looks over his pending purchases.‘Can we at least turn off tasks while my hands are full? I really don’t want to drop everything and have it get broken or stolen by the time I get back to it… It will be annoying enough having to run back and forth a bunch.’[Requesting temporary task suppression… Permission granted; disregarding minor tasks for one hour at no penalty, effective immediately.]Jonathan barely represses his urge to sigh with relief.Before Ji Soo works up the nerve to express concern over Jonathan’s vacant stare at the wall behind the service bot, Jonathan’s attention returns to reality and redirects to said bot.“Um, c-could you hold some of it for a few minutes once I’m done paying? I-I won’t take long… Like, five minutes?” Before fidgety Jonathan even finishes asking his question, the bot is already nodding.“Certainly. Do you wish to use a private scanning kiosk to complete your order?”‘I’m surprised it’s even an
Jonathan, however, doesn’t hear the utterance of recognition. Unaware, he continues his quest for a coffee maker.A short time later, Jonathan stands--while quietly grumbling--before a row of two-in-one coffee/espresso machines.Behind him is a sea of drip coffee machines, with cold press equipment further off to the side. Alongside the arrangement of two-in-ones sits a selection of espresso machines, both automatic and semi-automatic.‘How are there so many!? What even are the differences? Wait, no, don’t answer that. The technical details will probably just be even more confusing.’[Understood.]Although Jonathan notices movement in his peripheral vision, he doesn’t outwardly react to the recent arrival at the end of the aisle. Instead, he pulls out one of the two-in-one machines set at eye level, rotating it so he can read the back of the box.“Ah! Don’t get one of those! That entire line is overpriced trash,” the newcomer blurts out, muffled by the layers of carbon-filter fabric f
After the harrowing--see also; totally normal--experience of getting his hair professionally cut, Jonathan blinks a few times as he looks himself over in the mirror. ‘Oh, wow. That’s way better.’ He’s now sporting a long-top, backswept, tapered hairstyle with a rounded back. Given how clearly tense he was throughout the entire cutting process, a trendy skin fade would have fairly obviously been too much for his liking. After giving Jonathan a few moments to make his mental evaluations, one of the hairdresser’s dreadlocks uses a soft-bristle brush to clear away the loose hair clippings around the collar of the barber cape. A few other coils of his hair organize the various tools he used, setting them aside for cleaning. Meanwhile, he quickly sweeps aside the bulk of the rogue tufts of hair on the ground in a much more conventional hands-on-broom method as he uses the mirror to make eye contact with Jonathan again. “Lookin’ good, mon. Well? Whaddya tink?” His question pulls Jonath
Once Jonathan is finally en route to the hairdresser...[Safe distance from Mikah’s power detected. Alert; you have exceeded 10 GDV. You have one enhancement available.]‘Oh! Um, you said before that rank three vision should be good enough to see through Maria’s powers, right?’[Correct, rank three should be sufficient as long as her target is in motion. Rank four would be necessary to see anything stationary, given the current strength of her powers. Please be aware that going beyond rank three for any individual enhancement has additional requirements.]‘Three should be good enough to avoid most of her pranks... Use my upgrade on vision.’[Please confirm that you would like rank two vision.]‘Yeah.’[Understood. Please close your eyes during calibrations to avoid nausea.]Jonathan slows from running at enhanced speed into a normal-paced jog for a few steps, then stops and shuts his eyes.[Bzzt... Calibrations complete.]He opens his eyes and looks around, blinking several times.‘Wo
The duo’s fiery funnel further forces the growing multi-car pile-up towards the middle of the street for a few seconds longer. Finally, the flames falter and fade. After a short delay, the wind wanes as well.‘Oh, I shouldn’t give them any extra reasons to think I’m a threat.’Jonathan swiftly shuts and pockets his switchblade as he follows the sidewalk. While doing so, his attention flicks between the ongoing chaos in the street and the front door of Howling Cartographer’s HQ lobby.Ashley steps through the door with Jason right behind her. They both take a moment to appreciate their destructive handiwork with smug expressions. Considering that Jonathan is conspicuously the only person still in the immediate vicinity, they quickly focus on him.Before either of them manage anything beyond a glare, Jonathan raises both hands in a submissive gesture, showing that he isn't wielding a weapon. "I-I just wanted his gun!"Ashley's exposed eye squints with amusement, the not hair-hidden cor