As the Mr. Saturn was helped up again, he mumbled a quick:
"Tripped down. Thanks.",
before immediately starting to wander off in a random direction again. At least until he noticed a human landing on the street, a broken window behind him. Obviously this was some kind of human tradition, although Mr. Mercury wasn't quite able to figure out exactly why it existed for now. In any case, it would probably help him fit in if he were to participate in it. Wandering up to the restaurant, he stood in front of a window, jumping towards it, attempting to break it. However the glass was tougher than expected, leading to the Mr. Saturn bouncing off harmlessly, landing on the sidewalk, struggling to get up as he had landed on his back once more.
The bit of metal hit Jimmy square in the face, knocking him over on his motorcycle, causing it to veer off-course and plow into a table. It narrowly missed Victor, who had a gangster in a headlock and was pouring mustard in his ear. He paused as he heard a familiar tune. Was that...The Power Rangers theme song?
"Guys!" One of the thugs had out his cell phone. "Power Rangers starts in five minutes!"
"What?!" Jimmy yelled, picking himself up off the floor. The thugs stopped breaking things and began to file out.
"This isn't over." Jimmy said to Victor as he left. Victor let go of the man he had been fighting, then sat back down to finish his second burger. He inclined his head towards Clepass.
"Thanks." He said simply, before taking a big bite. Then he heard police sirens start to blare. He sighed, then looked down at the manager. Steve was lying on a floor, a tire mark across his back. "Can I get a box for this?" Victor asked, as he got up and slid his jacket back on.
Oh god, it's flowey!
Gin steps carefully over the broken glass and into the now nearly vacant restaurant - apparently the Green Dragons had very strict priorities when it came to afternoon television. Regardless, she was thankful they were gone. She spotted Mr. Mercury struggling with the window and grimaced, walking back out and picking the small creature up. "You are one accident prone Mr. Saturn, you know that?" Gin returned to the interior and placed him down on the ground carefully. The punk kid was still more concerned about his burger than the sirens in the distance.
Gin was scared of the sirens - mostly because it would mean stressful questions and people rushing around yelling things. Victor's nonchalance about it annoyed her for that reason, "The hell the was that all about? How can you think about burgers when you've got a whole gang of guys trying to beat you up!?" She questioned, crossing her arms and trying to look commanding. It failed but she was nevertheless not as aloof or distant as usual.
“Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?”At first Clepass was nervous that Victor would be angry at him about the motorcycle, but relaxed when he thanked him. "You're welcome," he responded. At the same time things were't all great; all least a few of those thugs must have seen him. Maybe eagleOcean could supply a couple of rowdy moles for protection.
He turned his head at Gin's comment and asked Mr. Mercury, "do you have a place to stay? There's a few more saturns in Towness, I could point you to one."
Clepass noted the police siren and prepared what he was going to say. First of all he would note that the motorcycle was brought in by someone else. Hopefully they'd believe his explanation about the table.
edited 4th Nov '15 7:43:58 PM by Novis
You say I am loved, when I don’t feel a thing. You say I am strong, when I think I am weak. You say I am held, when I am falling short.Victor favored Gin with a glance over his shoulder as he got a styrofoam carton for his burger. He poured his fries in first, then placed the sandwich over it.
"It's a very tasty burger." Victor said, locking the carton shut. He was stepping on Steve the manager. Red and blue lights flashed through the windows as the sirens drew closer. He looked down at the motorcycle. The keys were still in it. He reached down and propped it back up.
"Do you need help escaping from the cops too?" He asked her, revving the motor.
Gin opened and closed her mouth a few times a few times as if to refuted the validity or his reasoning then finally resigned herself to a frustrated sigh, "Fair enough..." She muttered, having an internalized start at the flashing lights from the window - she didn't want to go to jail and have to explain everything but nor did she want to go with a stranger with a burger fetish. "Fine." She admitted, clambering onto the back of Victor's bike and positioning her ukulele securely as possible, "Are all your meals like this?"
“Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?”Clepass looked at Victor and Gin, then to Mr. Mercury, then to the waiters and cooks going around, not really sure what to do. He wasn't about to let an onlooker misinterpret his actions and make him look like a criminal, but he might end up misspelling himself. That is, if the police were even interested in listening to him.
Regardless, he wasn't about to let the confused mr. saturn have to answer all the questions with only the waiters to help him. Clepass bent down to Mercury and said, "we should probably get going. Some people are going to come to ask about this and honestly I don't even know."
It was just after he finished talking that he saw a police car turn around the corner. Of course.
Devilphsycho, are you still here?
You say I am loved, when I don’t feel a thing. You say I am strong, when I think I am weak. You say I am held, when I am falling short."Um...kay-o, just follow me and if the police start asking questions...." He paused, not really knowing what Mr. Mercury should do, "just for planning purposes, what did you see, from your perspective?"
He chided himself for coming so close to ascribing a lack of intelligence on Mercury's part. Knowing how he saw things would help Clepass explain without implying that.
You say I am loved, when I don’t feel a thing. You say I am strong, when I think I am weak. You say I am held, when I am falling short.

It took a moment for Clepass to register what was going on when the gang member landed; but when he did he let out a "what the not heaven!?" and followed Gin to get answers. He felt the gang member speed past him on a motorcycle, slamming into the store manager. Instinctively, Clepass rushed to the manager to check his injuries.
The waitress nearly ran into him, likely trying to help her boss as well; causing him to say "no phone, call police, ambulance, anyone!" She nodded and ran into the kitchen. If Clepass got out of this, the first thing he would do is ask his parents for a phone in case of stuff like this.
He was angry now, though. He didn't now who started the fight, but the man on the motorcycle needed to be stopped. Grabbing a peice of broken metal from one of the knocked out thugs, he took aim at him and threw. That time catching beasts with eagleOcean better have paid off.
Darkness, do you mind if we do a bit of free form fighting while you're having the schedule problems?
edited 3rd Nov '15 10:39:12 PM by Novis
You say I am loved, when I don’t feel a thing. You say I am strong, when I think I am weak. You say I am held, when I am falling short.