Broke Caravan
"The idiot. Listen, as much as I'd love to shoot him in the head and move on. We can't, all the insurance, last will and testament, and papers are in his name. And he's good friends with Mordecai for whatever reason.", she then pushes herself off the bench. As soon as Isaac left, Missy answers Jove's question. "Dunno. Always thought it'd be rude to ask him why he wears bandages all the time, he might be horribly burned and carries scars with some terrible memories. Or maybe he's just real shy. Possibly, just possibly, he's a cosplayer.", she shrugs. "But I suppose that's a mystery for another time. Ready to get on the road and do some 'charity' work?"
The Isaac of Isaac: Isaac's Isaac: You see Mordecai leaning on the driver's door, trying to calm Joshua down. "No one ever believes a goddamned thing I say, no matter fucking what I do. Can't even forget myself for a few minutes without shit being thrown right back in my face! Ever since the thing with her brother, its been the same!" "I know... but you can't look at it like that, I know things have been hard. But we have to keep moving forward, maybe we'll actually get something good this time, then we can take a long vacation down in NeoTokyo. How's that sound?" "*sigh* Sure... fine.... sounds fine. Get the others, and lets get outta here before the town shows up with pitchforks."
Mordecai then jumps a little as he sees you, "Oh! Phew... you know how to really give an old man a start, I thought you were a Mumm- you know what not funny. I guess its time to go, hope we get some oldies stations, then I can show you how we used to sing in the golden days!" He then does his old man chuckle ("HEHEHEH") and heads inside to tell the others.
Jove, I know your color ain't pink, and I should really just steal the HTML color code off your sig: Mordecai pushes open the doors before you can even respond to Missy, poking his head through the flappy-saloon doors. "Hope yer' ready, we're going on a TRIP!"
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