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I got about 20 minutes on bet until someone bugs me... maybe this time it'll be Noodle, and not the Blank-Eyed Wonder. Russel thought to himself, as his headphones blasted the song The Point of No Return by Immortal Technique, his head bobbing to the beat.

Said Gorillaz member sighed, rubbing his head as he thought about the other members. Murdoc was old... and had some mega anger issues. Every once in a while he was barely tolerable. 2D was brain-dead. Needless to say, 2D and himself had had some interesting conversations, though usually rather short and far between. Then Noodle...

"Heh... Noodle." he muttered to himself, a grin cracking his face. She was just about the only one holding the rest of them all together with her sane, level mind. Plus, he was the only one who understood said girl when she spoke Japanese. Little did Russel know, today was going to be longer than most of the other ones.

Yep... Noodle. Ran through his mind as Russel smiled to himself. He always did like Noodle, ever since she arrived, very unexpectedly, mind you, in a FedEx crate.

"What's up, Baby Girl?" was all that came out of his mouth, as his head craned around until his pupil-less eyes stopped at the sight of said band member on his bed. "You come to help me with my latest Taxidermy? I got a horse head now!" He exclaimed happily, indeed holding up a horse head, still fresh and dripping with blood.

Russel motioned at his computer, moving aside a bit to let her see what he was doing. What he WAS doing was looking up more modified ways to stitch body parts together. "Damn parts kept falling off, so I was seeing what I could do to keep them on longer."

After a rip-roaring few minutes of, y'know, sitting and playing with the sole of his boot, Murdoc realized he could hear Noodle. FROM THE SECOND FLOOR, through the ventilation system. She got awfully excited when she spoke Japanese, and would raise her voice in, y'know, elation. Or something. He thought. Maybe agitation. He also thought.

He didn't do much thinking anymore.

"Oi! Cortez! Over 'ere for a minute, boy." He called. But Cortez, who was happily plucking the down filling out of Murdoc's stained matress, wasn't listening. "Ruddy bird..." Murdoc grunted, laboriously getting out of the passenger seat. He stomped over to his bed (if you could call it that) and snatched Cortez up in his grease-stained hands.

"Now here we go..." With his protesting raven, Murdoc left his mobile home and stolled over to the carpark wall. Tucking Cortez under his arm, he pulled the grille off the vent near the floor, and crouched in front of it.

And let out a verrrrry dirty laugh.

"Go, boy!" Murdoc turned him loose in the vent, to flutter about in the darkness and make as much of a racket humanly...ravenly possible. That'd teach them to use their inside voices when he was hungover.

She waited for Russel to speak.

She heard a faint flapping sound. Probably nothing...

She was too anxious to hear his words. He started speaking.

"Erm--well, there's no one around, then." Murasaki muttered to herself, then heard an odd flapping sound that was probably coming from the vents. 'Damn,' she thought. 'This place just keeps on getting weirder.'

She turned about and made for the lift. She desperately needed something to eat, as that was why she had woke up in the first place. She took long, slow strides to the kitchen, where she attempted to piece together a meal. There looked to be nothing edible in the kitchen.

"Oh, sod it." she made her way back to the car park, where she tried to decide what to do. Perhaps someone had left keys in one of the various automobiles. Or maybe her car was still sitting just outside the building. Sure it was slightly damaged, but it still ran, and it might make it to town.

As she went out to check, she heard another noise, an almost human noise.

"Hnuh?" Ruki asked, turning from her search for a vent. "Oh, he's over hear."

With a few, small steps, Ruki made her way over to the partition, and flung the doors apart, revealing a 'scaled-up' version of Shaun Ryder's head.

"He looks like he could use a few nutrients..." she mumbled to herself.

Russel just, y'know, kinda blinked a bit as he proccessed the Japanese in his head. Even though Noodle had helped him a bit with it, it was still pretty choppy and he still needed to take a little bit of time to process. Finally, it hit him like a brick lodging itself in his face.

"Your jealous of Murdoc having a girl with him? You know as well as me that he's naturally a womanizer, and it won't ever stop him. Plus..." Russel stopped short in his Japanese when he heard a repetitive clatter in the air duct. Russel glared at said duct, as if that would somehow get the noise to stop instantly. When it didn't stop, Russel heaved himself up, took off a shoe, and chucked it down. Apparently, the noise... whatever it was to begin with... stopped with a loud, hollow clang as his shoe hit the duct... and the thing that was making such an ungodly banging.

"Well Noodle, you know, it's natural to get older and find someone to mutually spend your life with. Get married, maybe have kids, get a house... or something close to that." He continued in Japanese, sitting himself down on his bed, lying down. Russel moved his arm off his bed, pulling it back up after a moment with a drum stick.

"Oh... and about the whole bringing someone here?" Russel paused, twirling the drum stick between his fingers, "It would depend on who you brought here."