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RP
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“I can understand everything.” <i>Jack whispered. </i>”Wait, what’s going on?” Jack’s eyes returned to normal, and he stood up, brushing himself off, attempting to look adult.
“Whatever. Anyway, Apollo needs to Mirror us. We’re going to ANOTHER club, surprisingly.” Jack smiled.
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“So, essentially we need to blend into the crowd. Also, several of us will be undercover workers there. Katherine/Rose, you’re going to be a waitress. Apollo, a bartender. Ody, the cook, weird furry wolf guy, a bargoer, Kika, a bouncer, and I will…regrettably have to be a dancer onstage. I signed each of us up a week ago. We find the guy named Zani Dutana, he has a bunch of horns and weird warts on his face. Kinda looks like an anteater. We cannot interrogate him with force. Throughout the night, we slowly get info from him on the arms deal.” Jack grimaced.
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“Screw mirroring. Let’s take the car. I’ll fly it.” Apollo leaps out the door and crashes head-first into the car door. “So you open it…”
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“God dammit Apollo, we are in an underground fucking base, and there are no cars even around! How fucking drunk are you?!” Jack snapped.
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“Must be the piss”
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“True.”
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Katherine gave Jack a blank stare, disappointed a bit, why couldn’t it last until the part he hears the voices? Oh well, guess she’ll just have to deal with these people a bit more.
Katherine continued this flat stare until she heard the part of him being a dancer, this is gold! But Katherine only grinned a bit before facepalming at Apollo’s display of intelligence. “I can only imagine how well you drive.”
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Apollo rolled his eyes in detection of sarcasm. “I’m a starfighter pilot, not a chauffeur. Also, I’ll be a bartender the best I can. Now everyone hold onto anything you can find on me.”
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“I’m pretty sure none of you want to be fucking dancers.” Jack said, turning his nose at Katherine. “Unlike you losers, I have no shame. Now let’s Mirror. HiFly!”
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“I wanted to be a dancer.” Apollo mirrors, making sure to spin Katherine an extra 2 times before landing up in the men’s restroom in the bar.
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“Classy. And smelly. Hey, a glory hole! Four points.” Jack said, beaming at Apollo and Katherine in the cramped stall, all jammed together.
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Katherine glared a bit as she felt like face palming again. “Why me?”
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“Yippee.” <i>Apollo burns the stall door down, making the three fall on their faces on the floor, which was flooded with sink water about knee-deep in terms of Jack’s height. </i>”Hey, what the hell? Why is the floor flooded?” Apollo looks immediately to the sinks, which were clogged and overflowing. “Do you think we should’ve mirrored into a bottle? The door won’t open due to the water pressure.”
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“Great. MAYBE WE SHOULDN’T LIGHT THINGS ON FIRE. We’re gonna make the game a bit of a competition. Whoever gets the secrets from anteater guy wings an extra 10,000 dollars to their paycheck. And in the case of HiFly, who doesn’t like using trivial things…like money…a delicious candy bar. Let’s do this.” <i>Jack quickly stripped down in front of them, pulling on neon tights and a mesh pink tank top, along with denim shorts and a leather hat.</i>
“I’m ready.”
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Katherine chuckled a bit though inside she felt like ripping off her hair. “And so the idiocy continues, how it will get worse will be coming soon.”
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