04-03-2023, 07:49 PM
You step back into the bus to a large ruckus.
An uninvited guest argues with Opera.
Opera: How’d you manage to track us down? Who’s your employer?
???: That’s confidential!
Opera: Right now the last thing we need is a lurker.
???: I’m not a lurker!
Opera: You were watching us this whole time, weren’t you?
???: Needed to find a good moment, ya’ll seemed busy!
Opera: Yeah? Well…
You step in.
Geezer: What’s all this about?
Geezer: Got a guest?
???: I’m here to deliver a letter but she won’t let me.
Opera: She was spying on us while we were here, I’m just doing my part and figuring out what’s up.
Geezer: Huh.. you think she’s a threat?
Opera: Maybe…
Geezer: Anything on her?
Opera: Not that I can tell, no.
Manzana: Something about her feels pretty weird to me personally but… that’s just me.
Geezer: Let’s hear the kid out.
???: First off I’m only like, a couple years younger than you tops..
???: Secondly, I’m just a courier who was given a spot to look around for a… Chair-ehn Judgment?
Charon gestures from a nearby seat.
Charon: That’d be me.
???: Huh…. you’ve got a resemblance.
Charon: …To?
???: A couple of other fiends I’ve met. Eyes are way different but you got the same spirit I think.
???: Anyway, let me get this to you.
She hands Charon over a folded paper.
He unfolds it.
Charon: Huh….
Geezer: What’s up?
Charon: It’s an invitation for lunch.
Charon: A formal apology from Esperanto…
Geezer: Huh…
Geezer: I’m not letting you go alone.
Charon: I’d rather not be.
Opera: Same.
Manzana: I’d join but I got plans…. I’ll meet up after though.
Geezer: It’s all good, there’s enough of us here to make sure things don’t go screwy.
Charon looks directly at the messenger.
Charon: Name?
???: Bern, no fancy last name like some of you.
Bern: I’ll be seeing ya’ll again sooner or later, so try not to shoot first next time, yeah?
Geezer: Opera?
Opera: I didn’t-
Bern: Wait, does she have a gun-?
Opera: Geezer!
Geezer: Heh, sorry.
Geezer: That case, I think we should plan for what comes next together.
Geezer: Zana, you sure you can’t come?
Manzana: Got an old friend coming in soon, much as I’d love to…
Geezer: Ah…important, gotcha. Just pop in at the base when you’re done. Maybe invite them over too if you trust them enough.
Manzana: Maybe… I’ll think about it.
Charon: Before I forget, how did your trial go?
Geezer: Complicated. I wanna talk about it at some point but my feelings are all over right now..
Charon: Don’t let me forget to ask later then. I want to make sure you’re okay.
Geezer: Yeah just… tonight, promise.
An uninvited guest argues with Opera.
Opera: How’d you manage to track us down? Who’s your employer?
???: That’s confidential!
Opera: Right now the last thing we need is a lurker.
???: I’m not a lurker!
Opera: You were watching us this whole time, weren’t you?
???: Needed to find a good moment, ya’ll seemed busy!
Opera: Yeah? Well…
You step in.
Geezer: What’s all this about?
Geezer: Got a guest?
???: I’m here to deliver a letter but she won’t let me.
Opera: She was spying on us while we were here, I’m just doing my part and figuring out what’s up.
Geezer: Huh.. you think she’s a threat?
Opera: Maybe…
Geezer: Anything on her?
Opera: Not that I can tell, no.
Manzana: Something about her feels pretty weird to me personally but… that’s just me.
Geezer: Let’s hear the kid out.
???: First off I’m only like, a couple years younger than you tops..
???: Secondly, I’m just a courier who was given a spot to look around for a… Chair-ehn Judgment?
Charon gestures from a nearby seat.
Charon: That’d be me.
???: Huh…. you’ve got a resemblance.
Charon: …To?
???: A couple of other fiends I’ve met. Eyes are way different but you got the same spirit I think.
???: Anyway, let me get this to you.
She hands Charon over a folded paper.
He unfolds it.
Charon: Huh….
Geezer: What’s up?
Charon: It’s an invitation for lunch.
Charon: A formal apology from Esperanto…
Geezer: Huh…
Geezer: I’m not letting you go alone.
Charon: I’d rather not be.
Opera: Same.
Manzana: I’d join but I got plans…. I’ll meet up after though.
Geezer: It’s all good, there’s enough of us here to make sure things don’t go screwy.
Charon looks directly at the messenger.
Charon: Name?
???: Bern, no fancy last name like some of you.
Bern: I’ll be seeing ya’ll again sooner or later, so try not to shoot first next time, yeah?
Geezer: Opera?
Opera: I didn’t-
Bern: Wait, does she have a gun-?
Opera: Geezer!
Geezer: Heh, sorry.
Geezer: That case, I think we should plan for what comes next together.
Geezer: Zana, you sure you can’t come?
Manzana: Got an old friend coming in soon, much as I’d love to…
Geezer: Ah…important, gotcha. Just pop in at the base when you’re done. Maybe invite them over too if you trust them enough.
Manzana: Maybe… I’ll think about it.
Charon: Before I forget, how did your trial go?
Geezer: Complicated. I wanna talk about it at some point but my feelings are all over right now..
Charon: Don’t let me forget to ask later then. I want to make sure you’re okay.
Geezer: Yeah just… tonight, promise.