::ch. 8-some people you really CAN'T take anywhere::
Disclaimer: i may not own things like that song i can't remember who sings and Jell-Oâ (lol), but now you'll finally see why this fic's rated R. ps: COLD ROCKS!!! *cheers and holds up the metal sign*
DarkFlame136
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~*~Part Three: Proper Public Dining Etiquette--or, in this case, a Lack Thereof~*~
Andros and Kale made it over without casualties.
"Ooh, Chinese!" Kayura squealed, hopping over the car door.
"Is this the one with the crab legs?" Sekhmet asked from the other car. Cye blanched.
Kale shrugged. " 'think so." He noticed Cye's unhealthy complexion. "What's up with you?"
"Oh, yeah..." an evil grin spread across the face of the Warlord of Venom. "Torrent's element is water."
After they all filled out, Kale locked up. "What's that got to do with anything?"
"I don't eat fish, Kale."
"Crabs aren't fish..."
Cye stormed off. Kale's eyes did yet another revolution. "Sekhmet."
"What?"
"Never mind."
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Like the lady said, it indeed was a Chinese buffet--all you can eat dinner for $17.95 on Thursdays. Today was Tuesday, so it was $20 for adults. Kids 12 and under always ate half price.
The restaurant was one of the fancier ones, making them all glad they had decided to clean up before arriving. Not that the guys were having any progress in getting the phone numbers of the sexy waitresses.
"And what would you like?" the shapely dark-haired beauty asked the four at one table.
"That depends," Kale looked her in the eye. "What would YOU like?"
"Ye gods," Dais sighed loudly enough for him to hear. He, along with Andros, Rekka, Kayura, and Ryo were one table over from him, Cye, Kento, and Sekhmet (Anubis, Sage, Mia, and Rowen were at the one in the middle), but he could still hear Kale's feeble attempts at getting a date.
Sekhmet shared the same sentiments. "Dammit, Kale, just order already, since you'll probably get your drink before you get her!"
Kento, who had also tried and failed, raised an eyebrow. "That was harsh."
"So's dehydration. I'll have water, please," said Cye.
"Herbal tea." (Sekhmet)
"Cola." (Kento)
"Coffee. Irish creme with a hint of brandy, easy on the sugar, no substitutes."
The other three stared as the waitress scribbled his order. Kale shrugged. "I've missed some sleep, especially since that white-haired bitch over there torched my bed!"
"White-haired bitch?" a shocked Dais looked around. "Who's he talking about? I bet they're in for it!"
Kayura burst out laughing.
"I'd say Talpa, but he's not here!" Ryo muttered.
He suddenly felt Kayura's hand in a semi-kung fu grip on his shoulder. "What's that?"
"I'd order a tequila, but I'm not in the mood for beer," he said a bit louder, immediately realizing that his cover up made him sound like an idiot.
Dais turned to their waiter. "Long Island iced tea."
"I'll have what he's having." (all except Kayura)
"Sake." (Kayura)
"Very well. I'll need some form of picture ID from all of you."
Four driver's licenses and one student ID landed in the center of the table. He checked Kayura's first, then Dais', then Rekka's; he simply looked at the picture on Ryo's. Stared at it, to be more accurate.
"Interesting."
*sweatdrop from Kayura, Ryo*
*Smug-ass grin from Dais*
*Sesshoumaru-like mask on vampires' faces*
"This is the first time I've ever had the pleasure of serving twins."
"Really? That's news," a nervous chuckle from Ryo, who glanced at Rekka, hoping he wouldn't blow his cover. The latter scribbled something on a napkin, and passed it under the table.
Ryo unfolded it while the waiter examined Andros' student ID.
::for one who fights darkness, it sure saved your ass this time ^_~::
'What? I'm not sure I follow.' He worked on that puzzle for a bit.
"Mr. Sianto...I'm afraid I cannot accept this ID."
The other 12 members of the party ceased talking, attempting to hear what was going on and not look like they were eavesdropping.
Andros kept his poker face. "Why not? It's a picture ID."
"Your age is not specified, Sir, and I do not recognize the school."
"It's American. We recently transferred, so I have not received a student ID for my current school yet." He jerked his thumb at Rekka. "He--er, they, don't have theirs, either."
"But they showed a driver's license. Do you have one, Sir?"
"In my car. I don't keep it on me."
"Then I'm afraid I cannot serve you this particular beverage."
"...nani?" his eye twitched. "I'm older than your mother's grandfather's great-grandmother's older brother's great aunt! I've had alcohol before you've had a bottle!"
"It shows."
"Dais!"
Rekka decided to pay Dais back for covering their asses earlier. Putting Andros in a semi-headlock, he explained his situation to the waiter. "You'll have to excuse our room mate. He's been under a lot of stress lately. Got anything to help him unwind?"
He thought for a moment. "Not my usual, since he doesn't have proof of age. Oolong tea?"
"Will do. Thank you; that will be all."
The waiter made a note, then bowed before taking his leave.
Andros muttered something in an old, almost forgotten language.
Rekka answered in what sounded like Gaelic.
Dais appeared to be the only person who knew what the hell they were talking about. "Considering that I'm the only one here with a REAL ID--"
(Three guilty faces look somewhere else)
"--I really don't think either of you have anything to say."
Kayura shrugged it off. "Don't get mad because you're an old fart, Dais."
He glared at her. "You don't look a day over one thousand yourself, Kayura. Or under, for that matter."
"OOOHHHH!!!"
Kayura growled. Suddenly, eight people just remembered something they had to tell the person across from them.
"Hey, Mia, did you guys even get to order your drinks?" Ryo asked.
"Yeah; we did before everyone else."
"We all stuck with tea," Anubis added.
"That's cool; most of us got the Long Island stuff. I wonder what that is?"
If the table wasn't between, eight jaws would have hit the floor.
Rekka found his voice first. Barely. "Um...Ryo..."
Rowen finished, "You've never heard of Long Island iced tea?"
He shook his head. "Nah; Dais ordered it and it sounded pretty different, so I figured I'd try some."
One of the masho had a contagious coughing fit that suddenly spread to everyone else before it turned to outright laugher.
O.O "Hey, what's so funny? Sage? Rowen? Cye?"
Torrent wiped his eyes. "Sorry, mate, but--"
Sekhmet tapped his shoulder and shook his head.
"But--"
"No way! This is one of those things a boy needs to find out for himself."
"Call it a right of passage, if you will," supplied Anubis.
"Or passing out."
"Rekka!"
"Andros."
The blonde threw up his hands and sighed. "You're carrying him--"
"Fine."
Kento got up cracking his knuckles. "And I'm carrying myself over to the buffet!"
'That sounds like an ordeal within itself' Sekhmet laughed to himself. "I second that notion," he got up as well, and went looking for the plates.
"Oh, hell no!"
"They'll eat everything before we even get there!"
The other warlords and Kayura ran to grab their food while there was still any left.
Rowen shrugged. "Might as well. Come on, guys."
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After their initial massacre on the food islands (tsch, i dunno what they're called), the rest of the people learned not to get in the way.
Andros shook his head. "I still can't believe you snatched that egg roll off of that woman's plate, Kayura."
She swallowed before answering. "Like she needed it; that lady should have concentrated more on the salad bar. Besides, it was the last one!"
Mia overheard her last comment. "Maybe the guy would have refilled the tray if he wasn't so afraid of you all!" She took a glance at Sekhmet and Kento warily. "Especially those two."
"Man, where the hell do you PUT it, Sekhmet?" Rowen asked.
The Warlord of Venom was polishing off another plate of lo mien. "Skinny people get hungry, too."
"That's you're FIFTH FUCKING plate, man!"
"So? He's on his sixth," he pointed his fork at Kento, who finished his last spring roll. "Ok, seventh."
Rekka sniffed the air. "Hmn..." he leaned over to Andros and whispered, "looks like they put more crab legs out."
"CRAB LEGS?!?!" ZOOM!!!
"Damn it all!"
Rekka just about jumped backwards over his chair. "Come hell or high water, I'M GETTING SOME THIS TIME, DAMMIT!"
A few screams were heard along his path, yet no one saw him rush by.
"Rekka! Don't use your...you know!" Andros yelled behind over his shoulder.
"I GOT SOME!!"
"Really? BRING ME A PLATE!"
Cye looked as if he was going to vomit. "How can you people eat those?"
Sage was picking the shrimp out of his chow mien...and eating them one by one. "Some people are just insensitive, I guess."
Sekhmet and Kento, on the other hand were already back, merrily making their way through a mass of claws and legs.
CRACK! MUNCH!
Cye was glancing back and forth between the two in horror.
Kento: *around food* "Sekhmet?"
Sekhmet: *manages a grunt*
"Pass the butter."
"Sure."
Sekhmet then struggles with a claw. "Damn; can't get this one!"
"I'll crack it," Kento offers.
"Why, so you can eat it after?"
"I'll do it, Sekhmet. I can even show you a trick so you can crack more than one at a time."
"Cye, what are you doing?" Sage asked, a little unnerved by his friend's expression. 'He's already proven to have a flip-side!'
Suspecting nothing, Sekhmet takes his offer. "Hey, you're not so bad, after all, Torrent!"
"Put that claw on the plate, along with a few more."
Sekhmet did as he was told. "Now what?"
"Hold on!" Kento piled up his plate, too. "I want to try this!"
"All right." Cye gets up and stands on the side of the table next to them. Kale, having enough experience with Dais, knew something funny was going to happen. He gets up as well, though not for the same reason.
Andros looks over. "What's going on?"
Kento answers, "Cye's gonna show us--"
Cye grabs Kento and Sekhmet by the hair and smashes their faces into their plates.
WHAM!
"DUDE!!!!" Rekka shouts, throwing his hands in the air while giving the "metal" sign (you know, three fingers up, something like this: \m/ *thankies, Chris!*).
"CYE!!"
Cye then takes the still hot butter and pours it over their heads. "There. That's more like it." Then he calmly walks off to refill his own plate.
A drunken Ryo raises his glass in the air. "Here's to our fishy friends! Save the whales, and all that other shit!"
Mia raises an eyebrow. "He's in better spirits."
"You mean too many. Ryo's drunk off his ass," Rekka informs her.
"Yeah? What about that crazy Brit?" Kale walks over; taking Ryo's glass...taking Ryo's glass...and STILL taking Ryo's glass...
"Dammit, Wildfire, lemme see the FUCKIN' GLASS!!"
"NO! YOU CAN'T HAVE ANY!"
Any other time, Kale would have simply kicked his ass. However, this was a public restaurant and people were already starting to give them all sideways glances. Instead, he simply sniffed the contents of the glass. "Long Island iced tea with extra sugar and a bit of lemon. How the hell did this kid get an alcoholic beverage?"
A slew of culpable faces once again looked somewhere else. Kale threw up his hands and returned to his table. Sekhmet and Kento were trying in vain to get the melted butter out of their hair.
The former glared at his comrade, who was just staring at him. "Are you going to stand there and look at us or are you going to help?"
Kale said nothing in reply, but he did pick up two glasses of water. He slowly poured both over their heads, making sure to cover every strand of hair. "That should get the majority of it out. WAITER! MORE NAPKINS!"
"Fuck it, I'm going to the bathroom!" Kento got up.
"What good will that do?" Sekhmet growled. "Unless you stick your head in the toilet--"
"No, SnakeMan, it's called the sink and the electric hand dryers!"
Sekhmet thought for a moment, then nodded. "I guess you ARE capable of a good idea every once in a while!" Still dripping, they both went for the bathroom as Cye was heading back. Without pausing, the two caught each other's eyes.
Sage and Rowen shared a panicked glance of their own. "Cye!"
"Too late." Anubis pointed out.
Cye turned his head. "Rowen? Sage? What's up?"
Sekhmet took this time to stick out his foot; as fish boy tripped over it, Kento smoothly took the loaded plate off his hands.
Cye hit the floor nose first with a muffled BOOM!. After helping themselves to the egg rolls on his plate, Kento dumped the rest of the food on the back of his head, placing the plate on top of the pile of noodles. Facing each other, they shook hands before continuing to the men's restroom.
Mia was shocked. "Wow, who'd of thought that those two would work together so well?"
Sage was surprised at her attitude. "You're not going to rush over and knock them senseless?"
"Well...Cye DID kinda deserve it..."
"He does seem different lately," Anubis commented. "I always thought he was the quiet, non-violent one."
"Usually. He's just another little shit behind the wheel, though."
The other three people at the table stared hard at the blond. "What?"
Ryo laughed a little too loud. "Wow, Sagie, what the fuck crawled up your ass and died?"
Sage indignantly took another swig out of his cup. "Piss off, Wildfarter."
Rowen started laughing, then choking as a noodle got caught in his throat.
Sage moved himself, his drink, and his plate over. "Dude, cover your mouth!"
Mia got up and started hitting Rowen on the back. "He's choking!"
"WOOO!!!! HIT HIS ASS!!!!"
Dais, who was ready to stab him with a dessert spoon, looked from him to Sage and back again. "Anubis…" he gestured towards Sage's cup, which was almost drained of it's second refill.
The red head immediately understood. He picked it up and handed it to Kale. "You're part canine; what the hell kinda tea is this?"
Kale sneered, snatching it from his hand. "I might have be wolf in part, but you're a full fledged bitch."
Anubis bit back his reply. 'Now's not the time, with all these minors around. Young people should not be exposed to certain phrases…no matter what their fake ass IDs say.' he glared at Kale. 'Damn fucking bloodhound…hurry the hell up!'
Across the table, Sage winced. "Anubis, do me a favor and close off your thoughts or watch your DAMN, FUCKING LANGUAGE!"
Next to him, Mia was giving Rowen--who was about as M&M blue as his armor--the Heimlich maneuver. "Hang in there, Rowen!"
*gag* *gasp* "Mia--!"
Kale finished his analysis. "Black tea with Jamaican rum." He took a sip. "Quite delicious, too." He threw back the rest of the cup. "OI, MAITRE-D! ANOTHER JAPA-JAMA KOOLAID!!" (lol; I don't even know if anyone's ever MIXED black tea and rum. Hey…*runs towards mini bar*)
By this time, more than half the folks in the restaurant were gazing at them, and all decided to take the long way back to their seats from the buffet instead of going past them. People just walked over Cye, since his outfit blended in with the carpet so well.
The nightly band was getting pissed off; everyone was paying more attention to the freaks near the food instead of them. They decided to play something a little faster.
Kayura found herself nodding her head in time to the music. "Hey, that's pretty catchy!"
Ryo thought so, too. "Yeah! STRIPPER MUSIC!!!"
Rekka, who was destroying the shish kabobs like a dog with a bone, chewed slower and narrowed his eyes. "…'the hell…?"
His "double" then decided to jump on the table and start dancing around.
"Bloody hell…" Rekka growled. "Will someone get this FUCK off the table?!?!"
"Quickly!" Mia looked over, still slamming her fist into Rowen's stomach/esophagus, "before he hurts himself!"
"I'M gonna hurt him if he steps in my Jell-o!"
Rowen was flopping up and down like a fish out of water from his unnecessary medical attention. "Mia…*gag!*..stop…!"
Without missing a beat, Ryo took his shirt off, waving it around his head like a helicopter… *DarkFlame starts humming that part of one of the few rap songs she kinda likes*.
Anubis, Kayura, and Kale immediately begin searching for their wallets. Sage quietly gets up and walks off, managing a somewhat straight course somewhere off to the side of the restaurant.
Andros pulls out a $10. "Not too shabby, my friend, not too shabby." He slides it in his pants so that only half of the folded bill is visible. The other three come over and do the same with various values, ranging from ones to twenties.
Rekka glowered at his partner. He shrugged. "What? I didn't have any change!"
Ryo's having the time of his inebriated life. "Wha about you, Mr. Pirate? Aren't you gonna give me any booty?"
The remaining masho laugh. Dais tries very hard not to jump up and put him out of his and everyone else's misery. "I'll give you five if you put your shirt back on, ten if you sit down, twenty if you shut up, and fifty if you take this tablecloth and quietly hang yourself in a dark corner."
"Thas…*attempts counting on fingers*…more money than I have fingers! Rowie, you can count pass ten…" he tries to focus on his friend, but finds that a little hard when there's three Rowens dancing around in circles.
Kayura glances over at Rowen, who's still under Dr. Coji's care. "Wow, that must be some piece of food stuck in his throat!"
"Actually, he hasn't been choking for the past five minutes," a sulky Rekka points out.
"But…she's been giving him the Heimlich for about six!"
"Yeah…?" the vampire smiled, suddenly feeling a lot better due to someone else's pain, "You know, I think you're right, Kayura."
Andros sighed. "Rekka, you bitch…Mia, he's fine, put him down before you kill him." He paused, noticing that there was one less person at their table. "Hey, where's Sage?"
"Sage? I thought he was passed out on the floor!" Kale looked around, suddenly freezing when he saw the stage. "Oh, shit."
Sage, not appearing the least bit drunk to anyone who didn't know what he had been drinking, instead looked like a lounge singer who's first debut was right here, right now. He nervously clutched the microphone stand, which was really the only thing keeping him upright.
In a few seconds, the keyboardist started the tune. Before the first chord was through, Rekka knew the song. Andros did as well.
"I didn't know he listened to Cold. That's one of your favorite bands, right?"
The other was frowning. "For now, assuming he doesn't butcher the song in a drunken haze!"
After a few measures, Halo began the words, shocking everyone with how well he sang them in his smooth tenor.
Gave all the vampires back to God that day,
no one got raped here, but the pain's still inside
I never loved you, but I've got words to say
no one betrayed here, but the memories lie
Rekka only heard the first phrase. In a flash preceded by a small gasp, he remembered what had happened not too long ago. 'What the hell is he trying to pull?' he gave a low growl, allowing his eyes to narrow and turn a bright shade of crimson. In his current mood, he really didn't give a rat's ass who saw him.
The other member of the undead realized what was going on around the same time as Anubis did. Without a word, Andros sent out a small surge of power that was just enough to short out the speakers, cutting off the last part of the second verse.
~*FIZ, FIZ, CRAKLE*~ *THAT SOUND MACHINERY MAKES WHEN IT'S WINDING DOWN*
Audience: "Awwwwwww…"
"He wasn't too bad, either."
"Not too bad? That was great!"
"YAY, CUTE GUY!"
"YOU CAN GIVE ME A PRIVATE SHOW ANYTIME!"
Totally oblivious, Sage tapped the microphone with a finger. "Dammit, Andros, why'd you kill it?" he whined. The band members who weren't trying to fix the speakers stood in confusion.
"Who the hell is Andros?"
Speak of the devil…
A very cute platinum blond youth came up on stage. "You ok, man? You didn't get shocked, did you?"
"If I did, it'd be YOUR fault! ALL YOUR FAULT!!!
Andros gave a little laugh outside, ("You'll have to excuse my friend, I think he got a little jolt when the short happened!"), but inside he was somewhere between curious, amused and annoyed, especially since he knew something was different about him from the moment they first met. 'The only thing worse than a psychic is a DRUNK psychic. Fuck. I just hope Rekka doesn't eradicate him before I can get anything from him. Not that I'd blame him…'
Supporting Sage with one arm, he went back to the group. "Dais, what's the overall status of everyone else?"
He didn't even have to think about it. "Two drunk, one lying face down on the floor, two in the bathroom doing who knows what, one catching his breath since the other stopped short of making his swallow his tongue, and half of the remaining six of us are just chilling while the rest just want this night to be over."
"Or the world, which ever comes first."
"Right." Dais sighed. "Let's split the bill and get the hell out of here."
Anubis stood. "Kale, go find the other two clowns and tell them we're going. I'll take care of our share of the tab."
"Works for me," he left without delay not because his leader told him to, but just in case he decided to switch things up and have HIM pay instead.
A mostly recovered Rowen was about to take care of their end. Mia stopped him. "Don't bother, I'll get it. It's the least I can do for causing you any discomfort."
Discomfort-his-ass. 'That psycho almost pushed my stomach out of my throat!' He smiled despite his second near brush with death that day. In reality, he never planned on taking the money out of his own wallet--Ryo had enough in his belt to cover half the group (Dais had added another $35, and five or six ladies stuck a few twenties in).
Andros added his own share to the mini clipboard with the bill, along with a $40 tip for the waiters (half because the drinks were good, half for not calling the cops on them). "Rekka, grab your MiniMe so we can get going; someone has to peel Cye off the floor, too."
Dais glanced over at his inert form. "He hasn't moved for a while, so he's dead or asleep."
Anubis shrugged. "If it's the former, Sekhmet'll be out of a job." 'By the way, Dais: no pun intended, but keep an eye on Halo. He knows about Rekka'
'That's bad. Andros is the nice one'
'You told me' "I'll get Cye if you can the noodles off his head."
"Just…I dunno, shake him upside down, or something!"
"I'LL get Cye," Mia firmly put an end to their (out loud) conversation. "I don't need him getting any concussions."
"More the reason one of us should handle him," Dais muttered. "What about Kale; he still hasn't come back yet with the others."
Kayura yawned, stretching her arms. "He's got a car. He can catch up. I'm ready to call it a night."
Dais dropped Kale a line, er, thought, or…whatever. 'Kale; I neither know nor want to know what's taking you three so long, but we're going now'
"Huh?" he said aloud. 'Dais! I--oh, never mind. Sekhmet's at it again, that's all I'm saying. The rest may give the both of us nightmares for some time.'
'Man, don't tell me he has dice on him!'
'The less I say, the better. As long as I don't say anything, I can keep denying what I'm looking at and eventually forget everything'
'Good luck, man' he shook his head. "Kale says Sekhmet's busted out the dice."
"Good God!" Kayura grabbed Anubis by the arm. "Come on, Anubis, we have to do something about this!"
He shook his head, "We can only hope. Besides, Kale's all grows up, he can handle himself."
"What about Kento?" Rowen asked, "he's still in there, too!"
Dais considered this, then nodded to himself. "He's fine. So far, he's been smart enough not to play him, and I don't think he'll change his mind."
"How do you know, are you psychic or something?"
The older man frowned. "You don't need any ESP for THAT one, Strata. What would YOUR reaction be to seeing your overly large friend without clothes?"
Rowen shuddered, "I'd be a babbling idiot muttering incoherent phrases while stumbling around, slowly going blind and drooling all over the place."
"And have you seen such a babbling idiot come out of the men's restroom?"
"Oh. I see your point, Dais."
"I knew you would, Rowen."
The group finally blew that taco stand, three of them carrying a ronin over his or her shoulder (Ryo: "Does this mean we're married?"
Rekka: "Never in a million years, Ryo."
Andros: "Damn well better not, Rekka!"
Sage: "O my GOSH--you two SLEPT with each other?"
Rekka: "Damn fucking psychic--take your stuff out of the trunk, Andros, I'm killing him as soon as we get to the parking lot!"
Andros: "Calm the fuck down, Rekka; people are staring at you!")
To tell the truth, everyone with eyes was staring at them.
(Lobster on a man's plate: "Hey, dude! Do you think that guy with the black hair's a serial killer or something?"
Crawfish next to it: "Aren't WE supposed to be dead?"
Lobster: *tsch* "This may be a Chinese restaurant, but we're still in Japan. Those guys love raw fish!"
Crawfish: *whispers* "What do you say we make a run for it?"
Lobster: *looks around* "Good plan. On three"
Crawfish: "One--"
Lobster: "--Two--"
Crawfish & Lobster: "--THREE!!"
*the man picks up the lobster, which immediately begins kicking and snapping its claws*
Crawfish: "BOB! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOB! HANG IN THERE, DUDE!"
Lobster: "PUT ME DOWN, BITCH! YOU'LL HEAR FROM MY FUCKING LAWYER!!!!!!"
Man: "WAITER! This lobster is undercooked! In fact, it's still alive!" *picks up the crawfish, which begins swearing in Latin* "So's this one!"
Crawfish: "MERETRIX SORDIUS!!!" (at least, I THINK that's how you say "dirty whore"…*looks through list of words Katie gave her in 9th grade*)
Waiter: "You must be the one who ordered the Chef's special. It's supposed to be prepared to your taste right in front of you! KAGA! YOU HAVE A CUSTOMER!"
*A Japanese chef with glasses, a big smile, and an even larger knife bursts out of the kitchen door*
Lobster & Crawfish: "AAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!")
Dais jumped and looked over his shoulder. Rekka gave a malicious chuckle. Andros rolled his eyes. Sage muttered about noise pollution. Cye, well…poor sonofabitch.
"Let me go, Mia! They need me! DON'T WORRY, GUYS! I'LL SAVE YOU!" he was attempting to get to his little arthropod buddies before the mean man with the butcher knife did.
Anubis was walking beside Mia. "Say the word, and I'll knock him out for you."
Rekka stared curiously at Dais, who continued glancing behind him. "I'm sure Kale and the others will catch up."
" 'thought I heard screaming," he answered before thinking.
"Is that right."
'Oops.' Dais recalled his comment about "damn fucking psychics" and quickly, though foolishly, changed the subject. "That song Sage was singing earlier; Andros said you know it. What's the title?"
Rekka turned away, but not before the light caught one of his fangs. "Sick of Man."
Disclaimer: i may not own things like that song i can't remember who sings and Jell-Oâ (lol), but now you'll finally see why this fic's rated R. ps: COLD ROCKS!!! *cheers and holds up the metal sign*
DarkFlame136
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~*~Part Three: Proper Public Dining Etiquette--or, in this case, a Lack Thereof~*~
Andros and Kale made it over without casualties.
"Ooh, Chinese!" Kayura squealed, hopping over the car door.
"Is this the one with the crab legs?" Sekhmet asked from the other car. Cye blanched.
Kale shrugged. " 'think so." He noticed Cye's unhealthy complexion. "What's up with you?"
"Oh, yeah..." an evil grin spread across the face of the Warlord of Venom. "Torrent's element is water."
After they all filled out, Kale locked up. "What's that got to do with anything?"
"I don't eat fish, Kale."
"Crabs aren't fish..."
Cye stormed off. Kale's eyes did yet another revolution. "Sekhmet."
"What?"
"Never mind."
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Like the lady said, it indeed was a Chinese buffet--all you can eat dinner for $17.95 on Thursdays. Today was Tuesday, so it was $20 for adults. Kids 12 and under always ate half price.
The restaurant was one of the fancier ones, making them all glad they had decided to clean up before arriving. Not that the guys were having any progress in getting the phone numbers of the sexy waitresses.
"And what would you like?" the shapely dark-haired beauty asked the four at one table.
"That depends," Kale looked her in the eye. "What would YOU like?"
"Ye gods," Dais sighed loudly enough for him to hear. He, along with Andros, Rekka, Kayura, and Ryo were one table over from him, Cye, Kento, and Sekhmet (Anubis, Sage, Mia, and Rowen were at the one in the middle), but he could still hear Kale's feeble attempts at getting a date.
Sekhmet shared the same sentiments. "Dammit, Kale, just order already, since you'll probably get your drink before you get her!"
Kento, who had also tried and failed, raised an eyebrow. "That was harsh."
"So's dehydration. I'll have water, please," said Cye.
"Herbal tea." (Sekhmet)
"Cola." (Kento)
"Coffee. Irish creme with a hint of brandy, easy on the sugar, no substitutes."
The other three stared as the waitress scribbled his order. Kale shrugged. "I've missed some sleep, especially since that white-haired bitch over there torched my bed!"
"White-haired bitch?" a shocked Dais looked around. "Who's he talking about? I bet they're in for it!"
Kayura burst out laughing.
"I'd say Talpa, but he's not here!" Ryo muttered.
He suddenly felt Kayura's hand in a semi-kung fu grip on his shoulder. "What's that?"
"I'd order a tequila, but I'm not in the mood for beer," he said a bit louder, immediately realizing that his cover up made him sound like an idiot.
Dais turned to their waiter. "Long Island iced tea."
"I'll have what he's having." (all except Kayura)
"Sake." (Kayura)
"Very well. I'll need some form of picture ID from all of you."
Four driver's licenses and one student ID landed in the center of the table. He checked Kayura's first, then Dais', then Rekka's; he simply looked at the picture on Ryo's. Stared at it, to be more accurate.
"Interesting."
*sweatdrop from Kayura, Ryo*
*Smug-ass grin from Dais*
*Sesshoumaru-like mask on vampires' faces*
"This is the first time I've ever had the pleasure of serving twins."
"Really? That's news," a nervous chuckle from Ryo, who glanced at Rekka, hoping he wouldn't blow his cover. The latter scribbled something on a napkin, and passed it under the table.
Ryo unfolded it while the waiter examined Andros' student ID.
::for one who fights darkness, it sure saved your ass this time ^_~::
'What? I'm not sure I follow.' He worked on that puzzle for a bit.
"Mr. Sianto...I'm afraid I cannot accept this ID."
The other 12 members of the party ceased talking, attempting to hear what was going on and not look like they were eavesdropping.
Andros kept his poker face. "Why not? It's a picture ID."
"Your age is not specified, Sir, and I do not recognize the school."
"It's American. We recently transferred, so I have not received a student ID for my current school yet." He jerked his thumb at Rekka. "He--er, they, don't have theirs, either."
"But they showed a driver's license. Do you have one, Sir?"
"In my car. I don't keep it on me."
"Then I'm afraid I cannot serve you this particular beverage."
"...nani?" his eye twitched. "I'm older than your mother's grandfather's great-grandmother's older brother's great aunt! I've had alcohol before you've had a bottle!"
"It shows."
"Dais!"
Rekka decided to pay Dais back for covering their asses earlier. Putting Andros in a semi-headlock, he explained his situation to the waiter. "You'll have to excuse our room mate. He's been under a lot of stress lately. Got anything to help him unwind?"
He thought for a moment. "Not my usual, since he doesn't have proof of age. Oolong tea?"
"Will do. Thank you; that will be all."
The waiter made a note, then bowed before taking his leave.
Andros muttered something in an old, almost forgotten language.
Rekka answered in what sounded like Gaelic.
Dais appeared to be the only person who knew what the hell they were talking about. "Considering that I'm the only one here with a REAL ID--"
(Three guilty faces look somewhere else)
"--I really don't think either of you have anything to say."
Kayura shrugged it off. "Don't get mad because you're an old fart, Dais."
He glared at her. "You don't look a day over one thousand yourself, Kayura. Or under, for that matter."
"OOOHHHH!!!"
Kayura growled. Suddenly, eight people just remembered something they had to tell the person across from them.
"Hey, Mia, did you guys even get to order your drinks?" Ryo asked.
"Yeah; we did before everyone else."
"We all stuck with tea," Anubis added.
"That's cool; most of us got the Long Island stuff. I wonder what that is?"
If the table wasn't between, eight jaws would have hit the floor.
Rekka found his voice first. Barely. "Um...Ryo..."
Rowen finished, "You've never heard of Long Island iced tea?"
He shook his head. "Nah; Dais ordered it and it sounded pretty different, so I figured I'd try some."
One of the masho had a contagious coughing fit that suddenly spread to everyone else before it turned to outright laugher.
O.O "Hey, what's so funny? Sage? Rowen? Cye?"
Torrent wiped his eyes. "Sorry, mate, but--"
Sekhmet tapped his shoulder and shook his head.
"But--"
"No way! This is one of those things a boy needs to find out for himself."
"Call it a right of passage, if you will," supplied Anubis.
"Or passing out."
"Rekka!"
"Andros."
The blonde threw up his hands and sighed. "You're carrying him--"
"Fine."
Kento got up cracking his knuckles. "And I'm carrying myself over to the buffet!"
'That sounds like an ordeal within itself' Sekhmet laughed to himself. "I second that notion," he got up as well, and went looking for the plates.
"Oh, hell no!"
"They'll eat everything before we even get there!"
The other warlords and Kayura ran to grab their food while there was still any left.
Rowen shrugged. "Might as well. Come on, guys."
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After their initial massacre on the food islands (tsch, i dunno what they're called), the rest of the people learned not to get in the way.
Andros shook his head. "I still can't believe you snatched that egg roll off of that woman's plate, Kayura."
She swallowed before answering. "Like she needed it; that lady should have concentrated more on the salad bar. Besides, it was the last one!"
Mia overheard her last comment. "Maybe the guy would have refilled the tray if he wasn't so afraid of you all!" She took a glance at Sekhmet and Kento warily. "Especially those two."
"Man, where the hell do you PUT it, Sekhmet?" Rowen asked.
The Warlord of Venom was polishing off another plate of lo mien. "Skinny people get hungry, too."
"That's you're FIFTH FUCKING plate, man!"
"So? He's on his sixth," he pointed his fork at Kento, who finished his last spring roll. "Ok, seventh."
Rekka sniffed the air. "Hmn..." he leaned over to Andros and whispered, "looks like they put more crab legs out."
"CRAB LEGS?!?!" ZOOM!!!
"Damn it all!"
Rekka just about jumped backwards over his chair. "Come hell or high water, I'M GETTING SOME THIS TIME, DAMMIT!"
A few screams were heard along his path, yet no one saw him rush by.
"Rekka! Don't use your...you know!" Andros yelled behind over his shoulder.
"I GOT SOME!!"
"Really? BRING ME A PLATE!"
Cye looked as if he was going to vomit. "How can you people eat those?"
Sage was picking the shrimp out of his chow mien...and eating them one by one. "Some people are just insensitive, I guess."
Sekhmet and Kento, on the other hand were already back, merrily making their way through a mass of claws and legs.
CRACK! MUNCH!
Cye was glancing back and forth between the two in horror.
Kento: *around food* "Sekhmet?"
Sekhmet: *manages a grunt*
"Pass the butter."
"Sure."
Sekhmet then struggles with a claw. "Damn; can't get this one!"
"I'll crack it," Kento offers.
"Why, so you can eat it after?"
"I'll do it, Sekhmet. I can even show you a trick so you can crack more than one at a time."
"Cye, what are you doing?" Sage asked, a little unnerved by his friend's expression. 'He's already proven to have a flip-side!'
Suspecting nothing, Sekhmet takes his offer. "Hey, you're not so bad, after all, Torrent!"
"Put that claw on the plate, along with a few more."
Sekhmet did as he was told. "Now what?"
"Hold on!" Kento piled up his plate, too. "I want to try this!"
"All right." Cye gets up and stands on the side of the table next to them. Kale, having enough experience with Dais, knew something funny was going to happen. He gets up as well, though not for the same reason.
Andros looks over. "What's going on?"
Kento answers, "Cye's gonna show us--"
Cye grabs Kento and Sekhmet by the hair and smashes their faces into their plates.
WHAM!
"DUDE!!!!" Rekka shouts, throwing his hands in the air while giving the "metal" sign (you know, three fingers up, something like this: \m/ *thankies, Chris!*).
"CYE!!"
Cye then takes the still hot butter and pours it over their heads. "There. That's more like it." Then he calmly walks off to refill his own plate.
A drunken Ryo raises his glass in the air. "Here's to our fishy friends! Save the whales, and all that other shit!"
Mia raises an eyebrow. "He's in better spirits."
"You mean too many. Ryo's drunk off his ass," Rekka informs her.
"Yeah? What about that crazy Brit?" Kale walks over; taking Ryo's glass...taking Ryo's glass...and STILL taking Ryo's glass...
"Dammit, Wildfire, lemme see the FUCKIN' GLASS!!"
"NO! YOU CAN'T HAVE ANY!"
Any other time, Kale would have simply kicked his ass. However, this was a public restaurant and people were already starting to give them all sideways glances. Instead, he simply sniffed the contents of the glass. "Long Island iced tea with extra sugar and a bit of lemon. How the hell did this kid get an alcoholic beverage?"
A slew of culpable faces once again looked somewhere else. Kale threw up his hands and returned to his table. Sekhmet and Kento were trying in vain to get the melted butter out of their hair.
The former glared at his comrade, who was just staring at him. "Are you going to stand there and look at us or are you going to help?"
Kale said nothing in reply, but he did pick up two glasses of water. He slowly poured both over their heads, making sure to cover every strand of hair. "That should get the majority of it out. WAITER! MORE NAPKINS!"
"Fuck it, I'm going to the bathroom!" Kento got up.
"What good will that do?" Sekhmet growled. "Unless you stick your head in the toilet--"
"No, SnakeMan, it's called the sink and the electric hand dryers!"
Sekhmet thought for a moment, then nodded. "I guess you ARE capable of a good idea every once in a while!" Still dripping, they both went for the bathroom as Cye was heading back. Without pausing, the two caught each other's eyes.
Sage and Rowen shared a panicked glance of their own. "Cye!"
"Too late." Anubis pointed out.
Cye turned his head. "Rowen? Sage? What's up?"
Sekhmet took this time to stick out his foot; as fish boy tripped over it, Kento smoothly took the loaded plate off his hands.
Cye hit the floor nose first with a muffled BOOM!. After helping themselves to the egg rolls on his plate, Kento dumped the rest of the food on the back of his head, placing the plate on top of the pile of noodles. Facing each other, they shook hands before continuing to the men's restroom.
Mia was shocked. "Wow, who'd of thought that those two would work together so well?"
Sage was surprised at her attitude. "You're not going to rush over and knock them senseless?"
"Well...Cye DID kinda deserve it..."
"He does seem different lately," Anubis commented. "I always thought he was the quiet, non-violent one."
"Usually. He's just another little shit behind the wheel, though."
The other three people at the table stared hard at the blond. "What?"
Ryo laughed a little too loud. "Wow, Sagie, what the fuck crawled up your ass and died?"
Sage indignantly took another swig out of his cup. "Piss off, Wildfarter."
Rowen started laughing, then choking as a noodle got caught in his throat.
Sage moved himself, his drink, and his plate over. "Dude, cover your mouth!"
Mia got up and started hitting Rowen on the back. "He's choking!"
"WOOO!!!! HIT HIS ASS!!!!"
Dais, who was ready to stab him with a dessert spoon, looked from him to Sage and back again. "Anubis…" he gestured towards Sage's cup, which was almost drained of it's second refill.
The red head immediately understood. He picked it up and handed it to Kale. "You're part canine; what the hell kinda tea is this?"
Kale sneered, snatching it from his hand. "I might have be wolf in part, but you're a full fledged bitch."
Anubis bit back his reply. 'Now's not the time, with all these minors around. Young people should not be exposed to certain phrases…no matter what their fake ass IDs say.' he glared at Kale. 'Damn fucking bloodhound…hurry the hell up!'
Across the table, Sage winced. "Anubis, do me a favor and close off your thoughts or watch your DAMN, FUCKING LANGUAGE!"
Next to him, Mia was giving Rowen--who was about as M&M blue as his armor--the Heimlich maneuver. "Hang in there, Rowen!"
*gag* *gasp* "Mia--!"
Kale finished his analysis. "Black tea with Jamaican rum." He took a sip. "Quite delicious, too." He threw back the rest of the cup. "OI, MAITRE-D! ANOTHER JAPA-JAMA KOOLAID!!" (lol; I don't even know if anyone's ever MIXED black tea and rum. Hey…*runs towards mini bar*)
By this time, more than half the folks in the restaurant were gazing at them, and all decided to take the long way back to their seats from the buffet instead of going past them. People just walked over Cye, since his outfit blended in with the carpet so well.
The nightly band was getting pissed off; everyone was paying more attention to the freaks near the food instead of them. They decided to play something a little faster.
Kayura found herself nodding her head in time to the music. "Hey, that's pretty catchy!"
Ryo thought so, too. "Yeah! STRIPPER MUSIC!!!"
Rekka, who was destroying the shish kabobs like a dog with a bone, chewed slower and narrowed his eyes. "…'the hell…?"
His "double" then decided to jump on the table and start dancing around.
"Bloody hell…" Rekka growled. "Will someone get this FUCK off the table?!?!"
"Quickly!" Mia looked over, still slamming her fist into Rowen's stomach/esophagus, "before he hurts himself!"
"I'M gonna hurt him if he steps in my Jell-o!"
Rowen was flopping up and down like a fish out of water from his unnecessary medical attention. "Mia…*gag!*..stop…!"
Without missing a beat, Ryo took his shirt off, waving it around his head like a helicopter… *DarkFlame starts humming that part of one of the few rap songs she kinda likes*.
Anubis, Kayura, and Kale immediately begin searching for their wallets. Sage quietly gets up and walks off, managing a somewhat straight course somewhere off to the side of the restaurant.
Andros pulls out a $10. "Not too shabby, my friend, not too shabby." He slides it in his pants so that only half of the folded bill is visible. The other three come over and do the same with various values, ranging from ones to twenties.
Rekka glowered at his partner. He shrugged. "What? I didn't have any change!"
Ryo's having the time of his inebriated life. "Wha about you, Mr. Pirate? Aren't you gonna give me any booty?"
The remaining masho laugh. Dais tries very hard not to jump up and put him out of his and everyone else's misery. "I'll give you five if you put your shirt back on, ten if you sit down, twenty if you shut up, and fifty if you take this tablecloth and quietly hang yourself in a dark corner."
"Thas…*attempts counting on fingers*…more money than I have fingers! Rowie, you can count pass ten…" he tries to focus on his friend, but finds that a little hard when there's three Rowens dancing around in circles.
Kayura glances over at Rowen, who's still under Dr. Coji's care. "Wow, that must be some piece of food stuck in his throat!"
"Actually, he hasn't been choking for the past five minutes," a sulky Rekka points out.
"But…she's been giving him the Heimlich for about six!"
"Yeah…?" the vampire smiled, suddenly feeling a lot better due to someone else's pain, "You know, I think you're right, Kayura."
Andros sighed. "Rekka, you bitch…Mia, he's fine, put him down before you kill him." He paused, noticing that there was one less person at their table. "Hey, where's Sage?"
"Sage? I thought he was passed out on the floor!" Kale looked around, suddenly freezing when he saw the stage. "Oh, shit."
Sage, not appearing the least bit drunk to anyone who didn't know what he had been drinking, instead looked like a lounge singer who's first debut was right here, right now. He nervously clutched the microphone stand, which was really the only thing keeping him upright.
In a few seconds, the keyboardist started the tune. Before the first chord was through, Rekka knew the song. Andros did as well.
"I didn't know he listened to Cold. That's one of your favorite bands, right?"
The other was frowning. "For now, assuming he doesn't butcher the song in a drunken haze!"
After a few measures, Halo began the words, shocking everyone with how well he sang them in his smooth tenor.
Gave all the vampires back to God that day,
no one got raped here, but the pain's still inside
I never loved you, but I've got words to say
no one betrayed here, but the memories lie
Rekka only heard the first phrase. In a flash preceded by a small gasp, he remembered what had happened not too long ago. 'What the hell is he trying to pull?' he gave a low growl, allowing his eyes to narrow and turn a bright shade of crimson. In his current mood, he really didn't give a rat's ass who saw him.
The other member of the undead realized what was going on around the same time as Anubis did. Without a word, Andros sent out a small surge of power that was just enough to short out the speakers, cutting off the last part of the second verse.
~*FIZ, FIZ, CRAKLE*~ *THAT SOUND MACHINERY MAKES WHEN IT'S WINDING DOWN*
Audience: "Awwwwwww…"
"He wasn't too bad, either."
"Not too bad? That was great!"
"YAY, CUTE GUY!"
"YOU CAN GIVE ME A PRIVATE SHOW ANYTIME!"
Totally oblivious, Sage tapped the microphone with a finger. "Dammit, Andros, why'd you kill it?" he whined. The band members who weren't trying to fix the speakers stood in confusion.
"Who the hell is Andros?"
Speak of the devil…
A very cute platinum blond youth came up on stage. "You ok, man? You didn't get shocked, did you?"
"If I did, it'd be YOUR fault! ALL YOUR FAULT!!!
Andros gave a little laugh outside, ("You'll have to excuse my friend, I think he got a little jolt when the short happened!"), but inside he was somewhere between curious, amused and annoyed, especially since he knew something was different about him from the moment they first met. 'The only thing worse than a psychic is a DRUNK psychic. Fuck. I just hope Rekka doesn't eradicate him before I can get anything from him. Not that I'd blame him…'
Supporting Sage with one arm, he went back to the group. "Dais, what's the overall status of everyone else?"
He didn't even have to think about it. "Two drunk, one lying face down on the floor, two in the bathroom doing who knows what, one catching his breath since the other stopped short of making his swallow his tongue, and half of the remaining six of us are just chilling while the rest just want this night to be over."
"Or the world, which ever comes first."
"Right." Dais sighed. "Let's split the bill and get the hell out of here."
Anubis stood. "Kale, go find the other two clowns and tell them we're going. I'll take care of our share of the tab."
"Works for me," he left without delay not because his leader told him to, but just in case he decided to switch things up and have HIM pay instead.
A mostly recovered Rowen was about to take care of their end. Mia stopped him. "Don't bother, I'll get it. It's the least I can do for causing you any discomfort."
Discomfort-his-ass. 'That psycho almost pushed my stomach out of my throat!' He smiled despite his second near brush with death that day. In reality, he never planned on taking the money out of his own wallet--Ryo had enough in his belt to cover half the group (Dais had added another $35, and five or six ladies stuck a few twenties in).
Andros added his own share to the mini clipboard with the bill, along with a $40 tip for the waiters (half because the drinks were good, half for not calling the cops on them). "Rekka, grab your MiniMe so we can get going; someone has to peel Cye off the floor, too."
Dais glanced over at his inert form. "He hasn't moved for a while, so he's dead or asleep."
Anubis shrugged. "If it's the former, Sekhmet'll be out of a job." 'By the way, Dais: no pun intended, but keep an eye on Halo. He knows about Rekka'
'That's bad. Andros is the nice one'
'You told me' "I'll get Cye if you can the noodles off his head."
"Just…I dunno, shake him upside down, or something!"
"I'LL get Cye," Mia firmly put an end to their (out loud) conversation. "I don't need him getting any concussions."
"More the reason one of us should handle him," Dais muttered. "What about Kale; he still hasn't come back yet with the others."
Kayura yawned, stretching her arms. "He's got a car. He can catch up. I'm ready to call it a night."
Dais dropped Kale a line, er, thought, or…whatever. 'Kale; I neither know nor want to know what's taking you three so long, but we're going now'
"Huh?" he said aloud. 'Dais! I--oh, never mind. Sekhmet's at it again, that's all I'm saying. The rest may give the both of us nightmares for some time.'
'Man, don't tell me he has dice on him!'
'The less I say, the better. As long as I don't say anything, I can keep denying what I'm looking at and eventually forget everything'
'Good luck, man' he shook his head. "Kale says Sekhmet's busted out the dice."
"Good God!" Kayura grabbed Anubis by the arm. "Come on, Anubis, we have to do something about this!"
He shook his head, "We can only hope. Besides, Kale's all grows up, he can handle himself."
"What about Kento?" Rowen asked, "he's still in there, too!"
Dais considered this, then nodded to himself. "He's fine. So far, he's been smart enough not to play him, and I don't think he'll change his mind."
"How do you know, are you psychic or something?"
The older man frowned. "You don't need any ESP for THAT one, Strata. What would YOUR reaction be to seeing your overly large friend without clothes?"
Rowen shuddered, "I'd be a babbling idiot muttering incoherent phrases while stumbling around, slowly going blind and drooling all over the place."
"And have you seen such a babbling idiot come out of the men's restroom?"
"Oh. I see your point, Dais."
"I knew you would, Rowen."
The group finally blew that taco stand, three of them carrying a ronin over his or her shoulder (Ryo: "Does this mean we're married?"
Rekka: "Never in a million years, Ryo."
Andros: "Damn well better not, Rekka!"
Sage: "O my GOSH--you two SLEPT with each other?"
Rekka: "Damn fucking psychic--take your stuff out of the trunk, Andros, I'm killing him as soon as we get to the parking lot!"
Andros: "Calm the fuck down, Rekka; people are staring at you!")
To tell the truth, everyone with eyes was staring at them.
(Lobster on a man's plate: "Hey, dude! Do you think that guy with the black hair's a serial killer or something?"
Crawfish next to it: "Aren't WE supposed to be dead?"
Lobster: *tsch* "This may be a Chinese restaurant, but we're still in Japan. Those guys love raw fish!"
Crawfish: *whispers* "What do you say we make a run for it?"
Lobster: *looks around* "Good plan. On three"
Crawfish: "One--"
Lobster: "--Two--"
Crawfish & Lobster: "--THREE!!"
*the man picks up the lobster, which immediately begins kicking and snapping its claws*
Crawfish: "BOB! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOB! HANG IN THERE, DUDE!"
Lobster: "PUT ME DOWN, BITCH! YOU'LL HEAR FROM MY FUCKING LAWYER!!!!!!"
Man: "WAITER! This lobster is undercooked! In fact, it's still alive!" *picks up the crawfish, which begins swearing in Latin* "So's this one!"
Crawfish: "MERETRIX SORDIUS!!!" (at least, I THINK that's how you say "dirty whore"…*looks through list of words Katie gave her in 9th grade*)
Waiter: "You must be the one who ordered the Chef's special. It's supposed to be prepared to your taste right in front of you! KAGA! YOU HAVE A CUSTOMER!"
*A Japanese chef with glasses, a big smile, and an even larger knife bursts out of the kitchen door*
Lobster & Crawfish: "AAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!")
Dais jumped and looked over his shoulder. Rekka gave a malicious chuckle. Andros rolled his eyes. Sage muttered about noise pollution. Cye, well…poor sonofabitch.
"Let me go, Mia! They need me! DON'T WORRY, GUYS! I'LL SAVE YOU!" he was attempting to get to his little arthropod buddies before the mean man with the butcher knife did.
Anubis was walking beside Mia. "Say the word, and I'll knock him out for you."
Rekka stared curiously at Dais, who continued glancing behind him. "I'm sure Kale and the others will catch up."
" 'thought I heard screaming," he answered before thinking.
"Is that right."
'Oops.' Dais recalled his comment about "damn fucking psychics" and quickly, though foolishly, changed the subject. "That song Sage was singing earlier; Andros said you know it. What's the title?"
Rekka turned away, but not before the light caught one of his fangs. "Sick of Man."