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"Every story needn't have a beginning, middle, and end; some stories are allowed to go on forever and some must end before they start. This is the way of things; this is the rule of existence."

"Every story starts with "It was a dark and stormy night.". Why can't they come up with something a bit more creative?" asked Jet, punching Gallows on the arm.

"Hey, ow! Would you mind not punching me, punk? Last time I checked, assault was a punishable crime!"

Jet shook his fist at the young priest menacingly, a smile sliding across his face.

"Yes, I know it is, but a punch is not an assault however…" Jet playfully reared back his fist.

"I can happily show you what assault is if you'd like."

Gallows raised an eyebrow and shook his head.

"When you manage to assault me, let me know, I'd like to hear about such a colossal event." Jet gave him an unreadable look before nudging Clive.

"He thinks he's cute but he's actually a dumb ass…"

Clive chuckled and shook his head.

"I am staying out of this."

Virginia nudged Gallows and then punched him on the shoulder as well.

"Bam, I just smacked you! Are you going to file an assault charge against me?" Gallows seemed to ponder this for a moment or two before responding.

"Hm, I don't know; it seems that you two are conspiring against me…"

The female chuckled to this and punched the young Baskarian again for good measure.

"Hey, do you remember how we first met."

It was Gallows' turn to chuckle as he laced his hands behind his head.

"It was a dark and stormy night…"

His teammates shared a giggle.

"And then all of the sudden Gallows comes out, sharp teeth and all, and barks like a dog!" interjected the young android, a smug smile crossing his face. Gallows raised an eyebrow.

"Hm, I don't remember it being like that. As I recall, we met on a train; we sat next to each other and we started to talk. I remember telling you all that I was looking for some sugar; you must understand, Shane cooks the best cookies around. Virginia over there was talking about how hard it was to hit those damn pordages and Clive sat back, observed us all, and pushed his glasses to the bridge of his nose. Speaking of which, Clive, have you actually tightened those things up? You're a sniper and a scholar so it stands to reason that you could tighten up your own glasses." Cackled Gallows, stretching his arms out from behind his head and then placing them back into his lap.

Clive shook his head and sighed.

"I have you know that obtaining a glasses repair kit is no easy task…"

The four Drifters laughed and looked out the window, taking in the lush, green scenery with awe.

Thusly, a new world was born and a new thread of fate woven.

~Fin~