Kat: So, yeah, despite the angsty-ness of the year in between Jak II and 3, there's going to be some humor.
Finally! At last, we've defeated Kor, and Praxis is dead. Now I can kick back and do what I like to do most; flirt, talk, and pull off pranks… Lessee, who should the first victim be? Samos? Nah, I've already pranked him plenty of times in Sandover…how 'bout that loudmouth monkaw? Yeah, Pecker's got it coming. After all, our truce ended already…
Little did Daxter know that he'd be calling another truce with Pecker before the week was over. They had a common enemy, and Daxter knew that he couldn't fight the both of them. However, I'm getting ahead. Let's start with the night of the party. After Sig, Onin and Pecker left, three more people took their place.
"Well, bug boy… I see that you're still breathing."
"Taryn! Osmo! Ximon!" Daxter jumped as his friends from his semi-recent days as an exterminator entered the bar.
"You know these guys?" Jak said.
"Hell yeah, I know 'em! If it wasn't for them, I never would have been able to save you," Daxter said.
Daxter then introduced the two groups of people, adding his own little comments, one of which earned him a whack from Samos' staff. After greetings were exchanged, Keira asked what Taryn meant by calling him "bug boy." Daxter then proceeded to tell the story of how he made it through the prison to Jak.
"…And that's how I saved Jak," Daxter finished. As his friends let the story sink in, he saw Taryn gave a small wink. Seconds later, one of the patrons of the bar, who had gone unnoticed for a time, stood up.
"That's a thrilling tale, surely, but exactly how much of it is true?" The group looked at the speaker. It was a tall, middle-aged man, with an air of self-righteousness around him.
"Hey, I recognize you," Daxter said. "You were the guy that Errol was arguing with when I stole… er, borrowed the map of the prison."
"Hmm, yes, you borrowed it," the man said. "Pray tell, where is it now?"
"Um… somewhere in the prison, I guess…" Daxter muttered.
The man smirked a little bit. "So, if you spoke the truth, then you're the reason this Dark Eco freak is loose, huh?"
"That's enough, Veger." The group turned to the door as Torn and Ashelin entered. Ashelin, the speaker, was glaring daggers at Veger.
"Count Veger, Governor," Veger corrected. "And as the head of the City Council, I think I'm entitled to know what other laws this rat broke while letting a monster out of his confinement."
"I said, that's enough," Ashelin said.
"Very well, then." Veger started out of the bar. At the door, he added one last threat. "But you'd best tread carefully, Eco freak."
If his friends hadn't been there, Jak probably would've kicked the crap out if Veger. But luckily, they held him back. Veger hid a smirk as the door closed behind him.
"How'd a jerk like that get into the Council?" Daxter said.
"By sucking up to my father, that's how," Ashelin replied bitterly.
"You'd better watch you back, Jak," Torn warned. "Veger's not one to screw around with."
"Eh, what's he gonna do?" Daxter asked. "Get Jak kicked out of the city?"
Kat: -cough cough- Anyway, review please!