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First thing’s first, you begin, poking an accusatory finger into the skeleton’s chest, this vehicle–what happened to it!?
“... they uh… left their lights on?” The biker asks flippantly. Oh <span class="mu-i">that</span> does it! Snapping your fingers, Eddie and Talbot harness their inner goon and let the biker drop into <span class="mu-r">DOG SLOBBER RANGE</span> before deftly yanking him away just as the large, brown dog goes for a chomp! Second chance, punk!
“Aw <span class="mu-i">SHIT!</span> Okay, okay–those paramilitary assholes were rolling by a few blocks away, right? Harris saw ‘em and thought it’d be a good deal if we ambushed ‘em and jacked their stuff!”
Your eyes narrow. Harris, you hiss, who is he?
“One of my buddies you blew up!” The biker spits! “The hell does it matter now?”
“Erm, sorry about your friend…” Eddie mutters, earning a pair of frowns from both you and Talbot.
“Don’t be,” Donnie grunts, “Prick was an asshole when we were alive, too.”
<span class="mu-i">Any</span>ways, you say, indicating with your hand to move on, why didn’t they, like, hide this thing once they stole it?
“Yea!” Eddie scowls in assent, “Or turn off the engine? Think of all the pollution! It’s Earth Day <span class="mu-i">every</span> day now!”
“Oh, don’t buy into that <span class="mu-i">crap</span>!” Talbot growls as the skeleton hangs a little looser from both of their grasps, “All that smog goes into the sky and keeps us hidden from the <span class="mu-r">ALIENS–</span> that ‘<span class="mu-i">pollution</span>’ angle? Follow the money trail and see what you find!”
You raise an eyebrow. Is this because he burned down an entire Redwood Preserve trying to kill you earlier? The janitor scoffs, clearly insulted.
“Sure! And I’d do it again!”
“I uh… should I keep talking?” Donny asks as one of the dogs below lets out an impatient ‘<span class="mu-i">boof!</span>’ Yea, you snarl, you never told him to stop!
“Alright–truth is we never got the chance to ambush ‘em,” he explains, “Halfway through gettin’ a barricade set up, we heard a set of big wheels rolling up outside–turns out the guys we were scouting made it over early!”
Okay, you nod, but <span class="mu-i">why?</span>
“I was gettin’ to that!” Donnie spits! “By the time me an’ the guys were peekin’ through the windows, those soldiers were already hopping out of the vehicle–almost like they were chasin’ someone, you know?”
“You think they saw something, Stan?” Eddie asks, gently pushing a dog off the side of the burned-out APC with his sneaker. You don’t think anything yet, you hiss, earning a quiet chuckle from Talbot. You said 'think anything <span class="mu-i">YET</span>', ASS!
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