A Blast From the Past

[Guest]

Ebolo stood in the middle of the sidewalk looking up at the sky, how long was his friend going to keep him waiting? He looked down at his watch impatiently, although it was true that he hadn't seen him in years what the hell was taking him so long. He tapped his foot impatiently on the ground, and crushed a leaf that had fallen from a tree. As his foot smashed the crinkled, brown leaf to pieces he wondered if his friend was in trouble.

"Gah...where are you...? You better not had gotten yourself into any trouble..." He thought back to when he was a child, hmph...even when he was down somehow being near that guy cheered him up. He looked towards the sky and put his hands in his pockets, as soon as that guy got here, he definitely owed Ebolo a cheeseburger. Two if he was really late...

[Spade Aeries]

Spade placed his last chip on the table and flicked the dice. The roars through out the casino were unmistakable. People fell out of chairs, beer splashed about the tables, and the tall man merely stood up. He winked at the ladies giving him admirable stares and pushed up his sunglasses to shield his emerald eyes. As he turned from the table, he made a wave for the huge pile of chips that he now owned. "Since I'm such a nice guy, you get to keep it this time around, split it between yourselves and have a good time." He headed to the door, glancing back. "Oh, and put everything else on my tab. I'll be back." He swooped through the revolving doors, the wind picking up his black silk dress shirt and fondling it behind him. His snake skin boots tapped against the sidewalk and down the stairs to the subway. He got on the next metro and glanced at his expensive watch. Perfect, he would be just on time to meet his friend, maybe even a bit early for once. His smug smile fell to the gum on the dirty floor when he was suddenly collided into by a man who had managed to be just a bit taller than him. This man though, was as fat as he was tall and his lip rings jutted out in a pathetic sneer. Spade shrugged and turned back to the window, to watch the underground lights flicker by. But just then he felt a clammy hand grasp his shoulder and throw him backwards. He almost fell, and stopped himself by grabbing the metal pole. "You've got to be kidding me..." Then a fist connected with the side of his face. He tasted blood and instead of passing out like the huge man thought he would, he spit it in his face, laughing. "Nice try." A string of curses fell from the greasy man as he wiped the spit blood off his face and went in to strangle the brunette. Spade ducked to the side and watched as the large guy stumbled again the wall of the train. The playboy waited for him to recover before sending his own fist into the side of the man's face. "Equivalent exchange, ne? Well...maybe not." It seemed the man was out cold, drooling on the scummy floor. Spade stepped away, grimacing. All that for running into him? Seriously...men and their pride. If you could even call that thing laying there a man. "Security!"

Seeing as he missed his stop, Spade had to backtrack by foot. He made it to their meeting spot, and found the familiar, yet aged face of his old high school friend as stood in the middle of the sidewalk. Didn't he realize that people were trying to walk there? He wiped the blood from his mouth, smearing it without noticing and ran up, waving. "Yo!" Of course, he was late...

[Guest]

Ebolo stared at his watch, and then back at his friend shouting at him from a distance, and then down back at his watch again. "Late...as usual. As always, you know you never make it on time to anything. I'm standing here wonderin' where the hell you could have been, counting the minutes, no the seconds, no the milliseconds to how long it'd take you to get here after you were late. I mean who knows you could have been ambushed by someone or something. Maybe you were ambushed by someone! I mean your face is bleedin'. Didja trip or something? You're 7 minutes 23 seconds and 15 milliseconds late. I demand an explanation, Spade. By the way you look shnazzy."

He stood there with his arms crossed waiting for the man to speak, he wondered if he had said too much. Ehhhh...then again he was late and Ebolo was only joking around. Knowing Spade, he was probably just gambling or something like always.

[Spade Aeries]

"After all these years, you lecture me?" Spade whined, slapping the guy on the shoulder. "And fyi I was ambushed by someone!" He stalked around his favorite scientist and flashed his crooked, trademark smile. He then lowered his sunglasses to see over the top and blinked with surprise. "Wait..." He blinked a few more times and cocked his head to the side like a confused puppy. "Is there seriously a screw sticking out of your head, man, or am I seeing things?" He looked behind him and then to the side, locating a newspaper rack. "It's not Halloween, right?" Hell, if it was Halloween, he would have dressed up like Frankenstein too! Spade was feeling a bit left out. That was when he saw the date and sighed. Then... what!? He ditched the paper and pocketed his hands in his leather pants against the wind. His cold green eyes met those of his old friend and they turned serious. "What did you do this time...?"

[Guest]

"Ah yeah this?" Ebolo pointed to the screw in his head casually, "Ehhh...it's nothing new, just some minor accident at the lab. You should really stop trying to change the subject on me." He stuck out his tongue stupidly, "You were really ambushed by someone? Are you serious? And you couldn' take him out faster? I mean come onnn man! You must be losin' your touch or somethin!" He lightly punched Spade's arm, "See, what is all this excess fat?" He said jokingly.

Damn that hurt...he thought, what excess fat? This guy was like a rock...of course Ebolo would never mention that to him. He winced and shook it off. "But yeah...screw...accident...no biggie" he said with a chuckle. He had really forgotten that the screw was actually in his head. "Hey Spade, hey Spade! Watch this!" he said excitedly as he twisted the screw that was lodged in his head. "Cool huh? Haha!"

[Spade Aeries]

Spade watched the scientist who shouldn't be attempting to throw anything, punch him in the arm, jokingly. He stared blankly for a moment and then his jade eyes honed in on the man's yellow ones. "Dude," Spade smirked, his eyes gleaming a dangerous hue, "I don't lose my touch." He pulled out his hand from his pocket and withdrew hundred dollar bills, flashing them. "Does it look like I've lost my touch?" He shoved them in clumps back into the recess of his pocket again and then crossed his arms nonchalantly. "I didn't kick that many guy's asses in high school, did I?" He played with a piece of his wavy brown hair and threw it into the wind, thinking back. Wait...maybe he did. He did get expelled too many times to count, but he was always begged to come back because he was just that smart. Usually it was defending Ebo's pride...or his own ...actually mostly his own. But still, how did he know of Spade's ability? For all the scientist knew, Spade could be a lazy ass--well he was a lazy ass, but he could be a business man or something that didn't involve kicking ass. Spade sighed. There was no use trying to figure it out.

"Accident?" Spade rolled his eyes. "See I told you one day you'd end up with a screw in your head from a freak accident. Way to go!" The brunette frowned, and then lurched forward when Ebo began spinning the screw. What on earth!? "Woahwoahwoah!! That can't be good..." He grabbed the man's arm mid-twist and pulled him along out of the middle of the sidewalk. People were starting to give them strange looks. "Come on, we can't just stand here like idiots." He let go and lit a cigarette, slipping it between his lips. He really needed a break ...with women.

[Guest]

"Hmmm that is pretty impressive, but still I think if you're that good you can at least get here on time. Anddd I'm pretty sure you did, you're probably just can't remember. Remember that time I used some poison on some guy, and you got blamed for it haha! Classic." He laughed heartily at what he said, hoping that Spade would remember that time. Man, high school was so fun, but for some reason it seemed so long ago. It was too bad he couldn't invent a poison that could take one back in time.

He looked at his friend's reaction as he started to turn the screw, "Hahaha yeah yeah of course it's fine. If it wasn't do you really think I'd be doing it?" Man, his reaction was awesome! Just like he had hoped for. Ebolo couldn't help but hold back a snicker. He made a funny noise and hoped that Spade wouldn't realize. "Yeah yeah haha let's blow this taco stand."

[Spade Aeries]

"Indeed," Spade nodded satisfyingly at the mention of the word impressive and then visually got upset a second later. "What are you talking about! I am that good!" He withdrew the cig from his mouth and blew out a plume of smoke. "And of course I remember that. If I didn't cover for your sorry ass, you would never have seen the light of day again." Spade took another drag and then stalked around to a trash can, throwing it beside it and snuffing it out with his boot. Hey, at least it was close. That was the best he could do. So sue him! "Who knows; you've done stupid shit before...way...more...stupid." He shrugged and moved back over to the deranged scientist, continuing on their destinationless journey down the crowded sidewalk. "Tacos sound good right about now... TOO BAD WE'RE NOT AT ONE." He huffed, looking around for some sort of stand that sold any sort of food. He hadn't eaten since forever.

[Guest]

"Hah...way more stupid shit. I for one don't remember doing anything stupid." he said while shifting his eyes from side to side. "I mean there were some minor experiments that I did, but I mean it was never anything majorr...besides I was almost never caught by anyone. Except perhaps you." He snickered a little, remembering all the times he was in the infirmary testing out some new theory on a 'patient' until Spade turned up to spoil his plans.

"You know I've always wanted to see how you react to some things...I mean everyone else failed at ridding themselves of the venom. I'm pretty sure if you tried, you would have succeeded. Oh well..." he let out a sigh as he looked into the sky.

"I think there's a food stand over there, want to see?" Ebolo pointed in the distance towards a metal cart.

[Spade Aeries]

What on earth was that man talking about...?! Spade merely stared at him blankly, his emerald eyes a clouded mess of confusion. Whatever, not like anything he said mattered anyway. He figured a nice high school reunion wasn't bad from time to time, but being used for an experiment was in no way appealing. Venom...? What? Whatever man. He shrugged and turned towards the cart a little ways up the road. Eh... didn't look that great. Now...a bar...that was a completely different story. Though he wasn't sure getting a mad scientist drunk was a brilliant idea. The hell with it though, Spade was confident in himself enough to know he could handle any situation thrown at him. And yes, that included whatever experiments Ebo was plotting. "No, we're going to my favorite place." Spade shot him a wild smile and strut down a few blocks, opening the heavy black doors of his favorite bar. The golden handles felt like ice, making his mouth water in anticipation.

[Guest]

The silent, warm atmosphere at the bar was broken by a loud speech, the bartender(the owner of this bar) made an announcement:

"Okay - it's time for some nice music, so let's welcome the err... The Magnificent Loki on the scene!" - the people in the bar gave some applause to the young man which began walking in the direction of the stage, where once a week a live show was held.
Today it was his turn to sing.

With a light prancing stroll, the boy advanced further. With each step the lots of jewelery he had on him sparkled and danced, his purple suit seemed like it was a part of Loki - so perfectly synchronized with his movements it was. Oh the young man's face a light pleasant smile could be seen, illuminating the way before him - a playful spark in his eyes, the glasses he had on made him look more intelligent and gracious, black raven hair flew in the air.

As the young man stepped on the stage a melodic charming voice, much like that of an angel himself, flew through the bar:

"Good evening - it is I - The Magnificent Loki, today on stage with such a wonderful audience, desu ne? Enjoy."

Loki smiled once again and with a slight, gracious movement he grabbed the microphone and brought it up to his face, he winked to the closest beauty, sitting at a nearby table with her lady friend, and began to sing.

"I'm gonna to take my time
I have all the time in the world
To make you mine
It is written in the stars above
The gods decree
You'll be right here by my side
Right next to me
You can run but you cannot hide.

Don't say you want me
Don't say you need me
Don't say you love me
Its understood
Don't say you're happy
Out there without me
I know you can't be
cause its no good.

I'll be fine
I'll be waiting patiently
Till you see the signs
And come running to my open arms
When will you realize
Do we have to wait till our worlds collide
Open up your eyes
You can't turn back the tide.

Don't say you want me
Don't say you need me
Don't say you love me
Its understood
Don't say you're happy
Out there without me
I know you can't be
cause its no good..."
- "It's No Good" by Depeche Mode

As Loki sang - the customer were charmed and dazed by his voice. There were few people who had this kind of a voice - it was magical. Or perhaps there was something behind this voice of his. While performing Loki began dancing a little, moving from side to side and making different gestures at the audience - winking, pointing etc., sometimes he even moved his hand holding the microphone away so far that it wouldn't be possible to hear him, but.... everyone could hear his singing into the mic clearly. The bar was engulfed in the kind of light and a bit romantic atmosphere.

[Spade Aeries]

"Ugh...borrr-inngg," Spade mused, holding his ears as he stalked over to the bar area. He ordered a corona for starts and sighed loudly, flopping on the stool. "Someone get this idiot off the stage. This is a bar not a club." He grabbed his beer and downed half of it in a gulp, slamming the glass down onto the worn wooden island and almost shattering it...almost. He stood up and strut over to the stage as the song was finishing and grabbed at the purple suit the man was wearing. He yanked the guy down by his collar until his ear was at his lips and then spoke in a cool tone, "Nice voice there, pretty, but..." He let go and turned to face the flattered woman and angry men. "This is a bar; we don't need to hear you sing. Bring back the jazz!" A few cheers erupted in the background and the girl's eyes were all on him. It seemed they found his aggression captivating. Spade headed back to his abandoned drink and frowned, "Bring me another." Then girls began to flock around him, asking if he was Spade from Central HQ. The brunette finished his drink and brushed away the empty glass, reaching for his new one. "Who's asking?"

[Guest]

As they walked into the bar, Ebolo couldn't help but notice the man singing some strange song. Mehhh being in a bar wasn't exactly his favorite place to be especially when there was a guy entertaining. It would have been better if it was some chick but hey it was Spade's favorite place so he'd go along with it. "Hey Spade, I think ya should go join in, you guys could make a beautiful harmony together haha!" he chuckled.

"Jazz huh? Haven't heard any of that in a while..."

As he looked over at his friend he noticed that he could hardly see him through the swarm of girls that had come to him. "Always popular with the ladies, eh?" Either they were flocking towards him, or Ebolo was scaring them towards Spade with his weird appearance. It wasn't everyday that people saw someone with a screw stuck out of their heads. He sighed, and rested his head on his hand.

[Guest]

Loki was in his zenith of his fame as a singer, but.... this man, whoever he was ruined everything. But then again - Loki wasn't gonna be a singer for long - he just had to make a little money for his travels, since he was low on cash.
Just as Spade sat back at his place and was surrounded by ladies, a silly grin appeared on Loki's face. Time to act!
Loki straightened his suit and walked over to the bartender while humming a happy tune. He was going to take his money now, before other troubles began.

"Heya, bartender - I did my part, sang just like I said I would. Could you gimme my cash-money now, desu ne?" - Loki smiled as the bartender gave him his money and continued, - "And, I would like some of what he's havin', it's gotta be good, desu ne?"

The bartender was a little surprised, but gave Loki the same drink as Spade was having. Loki's grin grew wider. Then he thanked the bartender and turned around, walking to the exit with his glass of beer. But oh - what a disaster - just as Loki was passing by the man who killed off the mood earlier - he tripped and all the beer from the glass splashed over that man's head. Loki gasped loudly and started nervously:

"Oh, curse my frail legs and arms - I'm so sorry that I wasted such a good drink! But let's say it was my treat, DESU NE?!!" - Loki's voice remained the same to everyone else but the man. Even the guy with the screw in his head hear Loki as normal. But to Spade - it seemed like his ear was pierced with a searing blade for a second.
Loki's innocent smile expressed nothing but concern for Spade. Meanwhile he continued:

"See, I'm just a poor man who has to sing to earn some money and feed himself, but people tend to ignore that, desu ne?" - Loki jumped on the nearby table, ready to tell a tale of despair and suffering, his face assumed a theatrical sad expression.

[Spade Aeries]

A faint green glow emitted from around Spade's bellybutton the moment he spotted the man approaching. The singer walked right into his trap...literally. In the magnificent Loki's mind, it seemed as if the beer spilled all over the brunette's head, when in reality Spade was standing next to him with a silly grin plastered on his face. The beer was all over the floor instead. He laughed and patted the guy on the shoulder. "Hey, it's okay man. I'll buy ya another." The glow vanished. He sat back down on a different stool and shot Ebo a devious look. It was one often used in high school when he was sweet-talking. Spade vaguely wondered if his high school buddy had noticed his use of alchemy, or even the fact that he was the Head of Central Head Quarters. Regardless, this was too amusing. He motioned to the seat next to him and offered Loki a friendly smile. When he sat down, Spade leaned in closely. "I see you were trying to make me go deaf there, I highly recommend not trying that again." He pulled away with a crooked smile. "Now how about that drink, sound alchemist?"

[Guest]

Just as Loki was about to begin a tale full of dramatic life experiences, he felt someone put a hand on his shoulder, a playful grin appeared on Loki's face as he turned around.... only to see that the man's head was dry as a desert and the beer was on the floor.

"Gyah?!" - so different from his earlier voice - a terrible shout of surprise came from within his throat. He was soooo expecting the man to be furious from anger, or at least shaken by sound, but even if he was in pain - he didn't show it.
Loki's face lost it's disappointed expression, and a spark of interest showed itself. Spade told him that he wouldn't recommend doing that again, but Loki was really itching to do the exact opposite, his face clearly said so... then the man asked him about the drink again.

"Well, I don't really care about money, but, heh - hey bartender - gimme some more, this one's on this guy, desu ne?!" - Loki's voice could clearly be heard through the bar, some people were starting to get annoyed with this noisy "Magnificent Loki". In the meantime - the little young trickster got his beer. He started drinking it. After the glass was finished Loki leaned on the back of the chair.

"Khhaaaa! That was good, desu ne!" - a screeching crow-like sound erupted from his throat, scaring half the customers and resulting in shouts like: "Shut up, quiet you, magnificent... riiight and etc."
Loki was going to ask Spade something, but he noticed Ebolo.......... with a huge screw in his head, Loki's eyes were glued to it.

"Mkuyaaa! Hahahahaha!" - Loki grabbed the screw and started turning it like there was no tomorrow, without thinking about it much. Now Ebolo would have to struggle free from Loki's dead grip.
Actually Loki wasn't insane or out of it, he was in full control of his actions.

[Guest]

Ebolo watched the scene unfold and wondered what the hell was happening at first. He then remembered about Spade's "unique" ability to mess with people's mind, and snickered to himself. Guy had no idea what he was in for. He gave Spade a devious smile as he knew what that guy was doing. Hmph, always up to his tricks.

As he looked away, he asked the bartender for another drink. That guy, the sound of his voice was annoying him. Soon after he turned, he felt something tug on the side of his head. "What in the world..."

Ebolo looked over to see the annoying man frantically spin the screw that was attached to his head, his whole mind felt like it was spinning. "Jesus stop!" he grabbed the man's hand in an attempt to make his head feel better. What the hell was his problem? He pulled out a needle and stared at the man threateningly, "Yo bud, next time you do that, imma put a screw in your head too."

[Spade Aeries]

Spade slammed a palm into his forehead. Come now... seriously? This guy was starting to give him a headache. The idea of escaping to another bar suddenly occurred to him, but the task of dragging a mad scientist all the way there would only wear on his nerves further. Plus, this was his bar dammit! That guy either had to shut up or leave. Though it was rather amusing... the looks people were giving him were priceless! Spade reveled in it for quite sometime and then he noticed Loki tormenting his old friend. This wasn't going to be pretty... Oh shit! Spade put a hand over his mouth in horror. No he wasn't...yes, he was spinning that screw...again! Didn't that hurt? Jesus it was in his brain for god's sake! Spade dropped his hand and came up behind Ebolo. "That looks like a needle not a screw." He snickered and removed the strange man's hand from the screw, separating the two of them. "What are you a child? Get some manners, god."

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