Ch 7
While being forced to go on a mission with Vexen, Zexion, and the new recruit, Axel, Daxam runs into one of the locals who asks him for money.
"Ah, it's okay. You don't look like you have money anyways." the strange fellow comments.
...That's an understatement...
"Well, Budddyyy, what's your name?"
It's Daxam.
After a moment of staring at the man sitting against the wall, the musician strums a tune, and smiles at Daxam.
"So you're not a talker, huh? That's fine. I'm good enough at talking for the two of us. But I don't want to keep calling you buddy, so I've gotta call you something. Let me think…."
Oh please no… I swear, if he calls me Dusky…
"Well, I like your dance moves. You've got a really good rhythm there. Let's see… I'm gonna call you Mr. Wiggles!" The young man says with a smile and laughs.
...That's way worse than I could've imagined… Please just call me Dusky… Anything but… ughhh…. Mr. Wiggles…. Why? Why would you name something that?
"So Mr. Wiggles, where are you from? I don't mean to offend, but you clearly don't look like you're from around here."
Why are you trying to have a conversation with me… you understand that I can't talk to you. What's with this guy?
"Oh yeah… hmmmm…. That's interesting…. So you're from there, huh? I've been there, it's nice." The guy talks towards Daxam pretending to have a conversation with him.
You are crazy. Like, really crazy. This is not good for my health. I'm just going to walk away while you're talking to yourself and pretend like none of this happened.
Daxam begins to move in the direction that the guys went, but only wiggles a couple of steps before he stopped by the stranger.
"Wait! Come on, Mr. Wiggles! You can't be leaving me already!" He insists while holding on to Daxam's shoulder-like area.
Nope! I've had one too many Mr. Wiggles for today. I'm already apparently on a mission and you are crazy.
"Okay, so, listen…" he begins again, "I really need money. I kinda already thought that you wouldn't have any, but I really like your moves! You have this great rhythm in your walk and I know that you would make a great dancer. You mind helping a guy out?"
What are you asking me to do? This all sounds like it's going to be a really bad idea…
"Alright! I'll take that as a 'yes.' Let's go to town square, and I'll play some music, and you'll dance! We can split what we make! Your moves are sure to bring a crowd!" He proposes while flailing his arms in the air.
Yep! It's just like I thought. A really bad idea… If I go with you, that crazy scientist is sure to dissect me and probably you too. How do I tell you no, though?
Daxam quickly contorts his body and gets away from the desperate man. He quickly moves into the direction that the gang went while keeping an eye out for the stranger who keeps trying to follow him. After moving for a few minutes, Daxam slows his pace, believing that he lost him.
Phewww…. I think I lost the crazy guy… Now to find the crazy guys that I came with…
The Dusk turns a corner hoping to find the group that he came with, but instead sees something that makes him more worried than before.
Oh no….
In front of Daxam was a big open area of the village with a large fountain in the center. Around the edges of the opening were stalls that looked to be part of a market. Surrounding the fountain and the stalls were dozens of people walking around, each with their own agenda.
This is really bad…
Suddenly, there is a hand on his shoulder again, and next to him is the stranger from earlier, trying to catch his breath.
"Heeeyyyyy…. Buuuddddyyyyy…." The man kept bending over trying to catch his breath.
"I...I figured that... you would be… excited, but... man, you're fast… I couldn't even keep up with you..." The man takes a deep breath. "Alright, let's get this party started!"
