Psymon just grinned and followed Zoe's lead as she moved about the dance
floor. He knew that their dance movements probably looked erratic to the
rest of the group, but he could feel the rhythm to this song at least. Zoe
moved up against him, much the same way Marisol had been, but this time it
didn't bother him. It didn't feel alien to him to dance with Zoe. Feeling
her against him didn't feel wrong. He looked up and saw that the dance
floor had cleared, giving them more room. Psymon pulled Zoe close, but the
song was already ending. The punky boarder just looked up at him and
wriggled from his grasp.
"Thanks for the dance, Psy," she said, wlking back to the table. Psymon just watched her walk off, forgetting that he was on the dance floor till he was body checked from behind. Growling, he turned and punched the person, not even caring who it was. Soon it was an all-out brawl, with the psychotic boarder in the midst of it all. Psymon fought off the hands hauling him out of the fight till he realized it was Luther. Brodi was right behind him, trying to keep the path clear. Psymon kicked out and caught someone behind him in the chest then followed Luther and Brodi back to the table.
"Can't take you anywhere, can we?" Seeiah asked. Psymon just grinned at her and pulled her forward as a chair flew through the space she had just been standing in. Seeiah looked up at Psymon, still leaned against his chest, then quickly stepped back. "Can we just go?"
The group of them ran out the door and stood outside, just as police sirens were heard coming down the block. People were pouring out of the club now and it was all the boarders could do to not be knocked down. Elise looked at Brodi, then walked over to Psymon and got in his face.
"Why is it that where ever you go, trouble follows?" she shouted. Psymon's eyes narrowed.
"If you don't like it, don't invite me places. You all thought I needed this," he snapped back.
"We didn't know you were gonna start a free-for-all in there," Elise said, getting closer. Psymon reached up, placing a hand on each breast, and shoved her hard. Elise just stared at him, mougth gaped open.
"I wish you'd leave me the hell alone, bitch," Psymon growled. "I'm so sick of your crap. You're always on my ass about something. It's not my fault my lifestyle clashes with your delusions of grandeur."
"You obnoxious pyschotic freak," Elise yelled, slapping Psymon hard enough to turn his head. He slowly looked back at her and smirked. Calmly he took out a cigarette and lit it, then used his lighter to ignite the whisky he'd spilt on Elise's shirt earlier. She screamed and fell back, trying to put the flames out. Psymon simply walked away as the other boarders helped Elise. He didn't care one way or another if they got the fire out.
"Psy, wait up," a voice called. Psymon stopped but didn't turn around. Zoe walked into his field of vision. "You know once the officials find out, you're going to be in some serious trouble. We'd all have covered for you about the fight, but you're not gonna be able to get them to forget about setting Elise on fire."
"What about you?" Psymon asked, exhaling cigarette smoke. "You gonna stand with them?"
"No, but I'm not gonna be involved either," Zoe answered. Psymon sneered.
"That's a very non-commited answer," he snarled, walking away. "Hell with you."
"Psy, wait," Zoe said running after him. He turned and glared at her, making her step back. Zoe just sighed. "At least let me walk with you. I really don't want to hear them put you down."
"They do that when I'm not around?" Psymon asked softly. Zoe nodded. He just frowned and started to walk away. "Hell with them, too. If the officials don't bounce me out, then I'm taking off at Garibaldi. It's close enough to home."
"Psymon, you just have to find something worth staying in SSX," Zoe replied, walking next to him.
"What makes you think I haven't?" he asked, looking at her. "Besides, it doesn't matter. Elise'll get her way and I'll be out. The officials won't go against their golden girl. I guess I'll see you around in the Seldstorm events."
"Don't be like that, Psymon," Zoe answered. "I don't think everyone is against you. Seeiah was telling me to let you know she's grateful for you pulling her out of the way of that chair."
"Yeah, woo-hoo, she's grateful," Psymon said, shrugging. "She looked more scared to me. 'Oh, thank you, Mr. Psycho for saving me, but just don't touch me.' It's crap, Zoe."
"They're not all bad, Psy. Brodi thinks pretty high of you," she replied. Psymon scoffed.
"He thinks high of everyone," Psymon said, then looked at Zoe. "Why're you still here? Shouldn't you run back to Moby?"
"What the hell is that suppose to mean?" Zoe asked, folding her arms over her chest.
"I see the way you look at him. I'm not dumb, Zoe. Why're you still following me anyway?" the Canadian asked.
"Maybe I find you better company right now," she answered difantly. Psymon just shrugged and walked off, letting her trail behind him. He didn't care one way or the other right now if she followed him, but he didn't want her playing games. Arriving at his winnebago, he opened the door and walked in, almost shutting it on Zoe. He looked back at her and let her on in.
"Thanks for the dance, Psy," she said, wlking back to the table. Psymon just watched her walk off, forgetting that he was on the dance floor till he was body checked from behind. Growling, he turned and punched the person, not even caring who it was. Soon it was an all-out brawl, with the psychotic boarder in the midst of it all. Psymon fought off the hands hauling him out of the fight till he realized it was Luther. Brodi was right behind him, trying to keep the path clear. Psymon kicked out and caught someone behind him in the chest then followed Luther and Brodi back to the table.
"Can't take you anywhere, can we?" Seeiah asked. Psymon just grinned at her and pulled her forward as a chair flew through the space she had just been standing in. Seeiah looked up at Psymon, still leaned against his chest, then quickly stepped back. "Can we just go?"
The group of them ran out the door and stood outside, just as police sirens were heard coming down the block. People were pouring out of the club now and it was all the boarders could do to not be knocked down. Elise looked at Brodi, then walked over to Psymon and got in his face.
"Why is it that where ever you go, trouble follows?" she shouted. Psymon's eyes narrowed.
"If you don't like it, don't invite me places. You all thought I needed this," he snapped back.
"We didn't know you were gonna start a free-for-all in there," Elise said, getting closer. Psymon reached up, placing a hand on each breast, and shoved her hard. Elise just stared at him, mougth gaped open.
"I wish you'd leave me the hell alone, bitch," Psymon growled. "I'm so sick of your crap. You're always on my ass about something. It's not my fault my lifestyle clashes with your delusions of grandeur."
"You obnoxious pyschotic freak," Elise yelled, slapping Psymon hard enough to turn his head. He slowly looked back at her and smirked. Calmly he took out a cigarette and lit it, then used his lighter to ignite the whisky he'd spilt on Elise's shirt earlier. She screamed and fell back, trying to put the flames out. Psymon simply walked away as the other boarders helped Elise. He didn't care one way or another if they got the fire out.
"Psy, wait up," a voice called. Psymon stopped but didn't turn around. Zoe walked into his field of vision. "You know once the officials find out, you're going to be in some serious trouble. We'd all have covered for you about the fight, but you're not gonna be able to get them to forget about setting Elise on fire."
"What about you?" Psymon asked, exhaling cigarette smoke. "You gonna stand with them?"
"No, but I'm not gonna be involved either," Zoe answered. Psymon sneered.
"That's a very non-commited answer," he snarled, walking away. "Hell with you."
"Psy, wait," Zoe said running after him. He turned and glared at her, making her step back. Zoe just sighed. "At least let me walk with you. I really don't want to hear them put you down."
"They do that when I'm not around?" Psymon asked softly. Zoe nodded. He just frowned and started to walk away. "Hell with them, too. If the officials don't bounce me out, then I'm taking off at Garibaldi. It's close enough to home."
"Psymon, you just have to find something worth staying in SSX," Zoe replied, walking next to him.
"What makes you think I haven't?" he asked, looking at her. "Besides, it doesn't matter. Elise'll get her way and I'll be out. The officials won't go against their golden girl. I guess I'll see you around in the Seldstorm events."
"Don't be like that, Psymon," Zoe answered. "I don't think everyone is against you. Seeiah was telling me to let you know she's grateful for you pulling her out of the way of that chair."
"Yeah, woo-hoo, she's grateful," Psymon said, shrugging. "She looked more scared to me. 'Oh, thank you, Mr. Psycho for saving me, but just don't touch me.' It's crap, Zoe."
"They're not all bad, Psy. Brodi thinks pretty high of you," she replied. Psymon scoffed.
"He thinks high of everyone," Psymon said, then looked at Zoe. "Why're you still here? Shouldn't you run back to Moby?"
"What the hell is that suppose to mean?" Zoe asked, folding her arms over her chest.
"I see the way you look at him. I'm not dumb, Zoe. Why're you still following me anyway?" the Canadian asked.
"Maybe I find you better company right now," she answered difantly. Psymon just shrugged and walked off, letting her trail behind him. He didn't care one way or the other right now if she followed him, but he didn't want her playing games. Arriving at his winnebago, he opened the door and walked in, almost shutting it on Zoe. He looked back at her and let her on in.