Disclaimer: I don't own the game. But, Naughty Dog gets all the credit.
Jak gets a new recruit
Capture the Baron's Flag
Daxter and I were walking through Haven City to find a way to overthrow Baron Praxis. After wandering around for about an hour and a half, we came across the guy we thought was Torn. I walked rather cautiously toward him, not trying to raise any alarms. I approached him and asked cautiously "we're looking for a guy named Torn, Kor sent us." A guy with red dreadlocks approached us. He had tattoos all over. Blue tattoos to be exact, which I shockingly found familiar. He got up in my face which was way too close and it was making me nervous.
"Um, are you Torn?" I asked nervously. "Maybe he's a mute like you used to be," Daxter said jokingly. I only rolled my eyes in exasperation. I may have thrown out a few insults here and there. He told us then to get the Baron's flag. I thought that task would be so easy it was insulting. When we were about to leave, Torn called after us. "Hey you guys! You're gonna need some help on your journey..." He motioned to a girl, or at least I thought that's what it was. I couldn't tell from where I was standing. The person back flipped toward us and landed beside Torn. Yep, she was a girl; a very pretty one at that.
Her blond hair was the same shade as mine, only it had red dyes in it. She wore all black, which I thought was a wonderful color for her. She had a snake tattoo that went from the right shoulder to the wrist. She had red skulls on her left upper arm. The snake was black with red eyes. But, her eyes were the most attracting. They were a sapphire blue that looked like they could change colors with her mood. I smiled at this girl, trying to keep myself from throwing out some crummy pick up line.
She smiled back at me, and then looked at Torn. "This boy and his pet," he began, "will need you for their journey." The girl told him that we need help, not her in general. Daxter tried to say he was no one's pet, but I only told him to hush. Torn said that's what he meant, but it really wasn't. While we were walking Daxter ran ahead. I asked her to tell me about herself. She shook her head, but decided to tell me anyway. Somehow, I knew that it had something to do with Praxis. "It does," she said, reading my mind, "I too was taken captive by Praxis for experiments."
We had walked for over twenty minutes, I needed a break. So, the three of us, (Daxter, the girl whose name we didn't get, and I) sat down on a rock and she told us her story.