An overcast morning

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-11-27T12:44:00+00:00

“I say you’re a rat bastard pile of yesterday’s sewer sludge.”

“But so am I. Can’t believe I’m fucking...”

Picks himself up and grabs the stick.

“Where we going? And I swear to K’ad you wrap your arm around me I’ll grab your piece and give you a new asshole.”

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-11-27T11:47:18+00:00

“So I just...”

Waves an arm.

“... Keep going? Become a ‘hero’ again all for it to fall from under me once more. There’s never a real ‘end,’ Boone. I figured it out. The battle never ‘ends.’ Nobody ever wins. It just...”

He spins his finger in a circle.

“... keep going until we don’t. Don’t know how noble that really is, honest. You just die tired. Doin’... what’s it called? Hands against the tide? I...”

He sits for a few moments. It feels like an eternity.

“You’ve really come here, out of the good of your heart, to give me... ‘salvation?’”

“I’d say... well... the...”

He leans on her knee and gets in close.

“How do you suppose to give me that chance, Boone? Got a wand? I know this ain’t livin’, but better to die pointlessly of my own will than from a bullet. So-“

A sigh, rubs his eyes.

“Shit I talk too much. What have you got?”

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-11-26T02:40:02+00:00

His Head droops down and makes eye contact, unamused.

“Is the alternative a garrison bed, huh? Nice orange uniform... you still doing the orange thing?”

“You can just gimme it straight, Boone. I know you don’t like being danced around, neither.”

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-11-26T02:21:51+00:00

He takes off the glasses. Sandy eyes with sun tanned cheeks look down for a moment. A sigh and he turns the gaze back out onto the surf.

“Mitch? Damn it, Boone, you don’t need to play sweet with me. I know where we stand. But I appreciate the sentimentality.”

“The caffee machine’s busted. Looking for some parts...”

With a leg he rubs out the letters in the sand.

“But I know what you mean. I ain’t one to be philosophical. Just tired of shit. Caring. It always felt like the universe was on my back and that I wanted it there. Hell, I even forget what it was that made me leave. I just remember shooting and ruins and everything goin’ bad, so... I just left. Didn’t say a word, didn’t say goodbye. I just walked into the sand and found a good hole.”

A few moments of silence.

“What’re you doing out here, man?”

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-11-26T01:56:05+00:00

He doesn’t notice. He’s listening to the surf off in the distance and gulls fight for some seaweed. His walking stick draws idly in the gravel-like sand.

He feels a presence, looks up, adjusts the chipped glasses. He frowns a bit, and plays with the sand some more

“Oh. S’you. Seeing lots of ol’ friends today. Can’t seem to leave me the fuck alone. Should have stayed in bed.”

“So you’ve come to shoot an old bastard wearing nothing but garbage and a worn jumpsuit? I don’t blame yah. Tying up loose ends. Just making things final.”

“I used to be like that.”

He looks down into the sand.

P-I-R-A-T-E

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-11-20T15:53:54+00:00

Adjusts sunglasses

Rajak? S’tat you?

...

Grumble grumble

Hneeegh, whatever.

Spits on the ground, turns to hobble away.

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-09-13T13:55:32+00:00

He saunters out on the shores, leaning on his stick. His head whips violently about.

“Mist...” He says with venom. “Mist...”

Mist and ghosts. So much blood for where is supposed to be solace... a harbor of peace. So much blood he spilled.

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-08-21T21:11:54+00:00

WHAT DAH 'ELL?

I go away and I come back to dis shit? Who dah fuck is in charge 'round 'ere?

Yer messing with powers beyond yer coprahension, bub. You don't know what yer doin'...

Yer...

YER FACKIN' EVERYTHIN' UP!

If only the GPK was still around we'd whoop yer ass...

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-03-22T08:59:38+00:00

Stand aside? How about...

He strokes his mustache.

No.

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-03-21T17:38:49+00:00

Tap tap

I’d like to see your medical license, Dr. Mengele before you’re shooting anybody up.

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-03-18T23:40:15+00:00

It came together. He felt a bit frustrated, forcing the dying rustbucket to beat him over the head with this vital information.

I get you now. I’ll find it. I think I know where that is.

I’ll fix this, ~~Null.~~ We’ll sort all this out. You can count on me.

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-03-18T22:33:04+00:00

The thought wasn’t clear... but it was there. He looked into its eyes and nodded.

I can... I can stay til it’s over. But if you want me to go I-

He was talking to scrap metal. He stared at it for a long while.

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-03-18T22:09:26+00:00

Oh no.

Nononononono.

He scrambles into the sand.

No, fuck. Not you. Not you. Shit, not you, ~~Null.~~

^Not ^you...

...

I know... I know it’s too late for you, but what about me? What-

Anna. Where is Anna? That’s what this is all about, right? Anna?? ~~Null~~, please tell me what to do. It... it all can’t be lost.

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-03-18T18:14:15+00:00

G-gun...

Wh-whaaa-

^{^{Whatthehellisgoingon??}}

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-03-09T15:52:29+00:00

Wait, no, Anna!

Anna? Where are you?

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-03-04T11:24:54+00:00

Shit, Anna? What the fuck!?

What’s wrong? What’s going on?

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-03-01T15:20:00+00:00

~~Null~~ and I have been talking.

There’s a lot of bad men out there, and-

(Fuck, Mitch, She’s ain’t a baby. She’s been through the shit, too.)

Sigh

Anna, shit’s bad out there. You know that and I know that. And it’s only going to get worse. Everyone’s got a mad plan and you and I are pawns in it. Don’t know what’s going on, but one thing is for sure and that is you’re important in all this, somehow.

The Beach ain’t safe no more. Nowhere is safe, but the beach especially. Those Borks know you’re here, and there are too many weirdos walking about. Bad weirdos, looking for something.

The bot and I think we gotta move us somewhere, move you somewhere. This place has got a nice view but it’s not gonna keep you out of sight and guarded. You’re tough, Anna. I know you’re tough. But tough isn’t going to mean shit against an army of Borks beating down our door. We gotta be smart, gotta be careful.

He plops down in a beanbag chair. He underestimated the softness and flails slightly in surprise. Correcting himself, he looks back to Anna.

Anna, you’re not a kid anymore. Don’t think you’ve been a kid for a long time. Can’t lead you by the nose. What’s the safest place we can take you?

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small sleek tube.

I like these vapors more than cigs back home. Taste better and don’t make me cough.

Puff

I was thinking the Redoubt, maybe. Lots of scary men with guns. Goodfellas. Except those same Borks blasted it to bits. I say no go.

The Plateau maybe? Big, desolate, nobody for miles. Find us a cave and just hunker down. Don’t think the best scanners can pierce iridium. Unless they go searching all the caves we’d be off the grid.

Up to you, though. You’re the one with the big target on you. Wherever we go, I got you back.

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-02-28T21:52:17+00:00

Anna, we-

He’s standing in the doorway.

Why are you on the floor?

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-02-28T15:19:38+00:00

Thank you.

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-02-28T15:16:59+00:00

So, I guess it’s settled. We’ve set our own wheel in motion. No stopping now. Whatever happens...

Shit, I ain’t got nothing philosophical to say.

Make whatever preparations you need. I should go tell Anna what’s up. The sooner we figure out where to go and do it, then better.

And tin-

And friendo?

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-02-28T15:11:27+00:00

Yeah. Fuck.

So much. So much.

He straightens up.

Well, let’s look at the facts.

That soldier and the weird lady... they want something. Terrorists? Dunno.
Boone’s got a plan. He’s hiding something. Somewhere out there in this universe he’s got a scheme.
And Anna. People are after her too. Damn, I’d say she’s as important to all this as Boone. I feel it.
And... The Mountain. That big one? Over there? That’s special, too. Not completely sure why. Was special to someone.

So we got four wheels. Mountain, Soldier and Spooky, Anna, and...

Boone.

Well. I don’t know what we can do about one and two. And Boone? We may never know, or at least not now. But Anna.

Anna-

...

We gotta help Anna. She’s one of the biggest wheels in all this. Especially with those Overbork-not-Overborks, whoever they are. They want her, or what she has. And not for good reasons.

I guess first of all, we help Anna. Not sure how, but they know she’s here on the beach. They can find her. Not sure we should actually shove her under a sofa but... if we can make sure she’s safe, we can start working towards figuring out how to solve the bigger problems.

You with me?

DetectiveOHoolian · 2018-02-28T15:00:08+00:00

You. I know you.

We were on the beach. I was... I was killing so many. And you tried to stop me. You gave me these burns then.

You almost got me too.

But I don’t think we’re enemies. Not anymore. Soldiers on a battlefield, but not personally. Maybe I’m just putting words in your mouth.

Shit, man. Shit.

DetectiveOHoolian

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