~ Chapel Perilous ~

[Yngen]

5 days later, planet Curacao.....

"Another Mojito Senor?"

"Yes Raoul, thank you. Billy?"

Reginald Waverly looked over to Billy tranton, who had sucked down 4 of the cocktails already. His face was flushed and the warm Curacao sun was murdering Billy's fair skin.

"ZZZZZZZZZZ...snort.....eh?"

"Better pass on the 2nd one Raoul."

Reggie sipped his drink thoughtfully, stirring the ice with a mint leaf while his companion groaned with a pre-hangover.

Behind him Reggie felt the presence of Billy's silent companion, Mark Lawrence. How long he had been standing there waiting Reggie didn't know.

"Your friend drinks with singular purpose Mr. Lawrence."

"Today it seems, yes. He hasn't been the same since.....since the operation."

Reggie turned to look the terrorist in the eye. He knew in that moment had circumstances been altered even the slightest he could have been looking down the barrel of this man's weapon, or worse yet nesting on one of his bombs. Goddess had them all sleeping with lions and courting monsters in this gruesome business. It might have been good for this fanatic to see what Reggie and Billy had, gazing into the maw of Yog Sothat. Billy couldn't quite drink his way deep enough into these Mojitos to escape that vision...and since Lawrence here had completed his job at Belfast and stayed there lest the BPA pick up his scent, he grappled with no such afterimage. Could the Illuminati's beast have changed this one? They would never know.

"You don't have to say it Mr. Lawrence, its time for you to go. Hell, you're making me feel like I have somewhere to go, and I very well know I don't."

The old man stood and helped Mark Lawrence drag Billy Tranton back on board the Botany Bay. They placed him in a rack and tapped in a saline drip to take the edge off.

No goodbyes were offered, nor hands shaken. Waverly disembarked the Botany bay, which gathered its power and lifted mere seconds after the ramp was secured.

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[AU]Anton_Blix
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