There was a perky stumble in his step as Psyche wandered through the streets, nearly stumbling into a few individuals. It wasn't unusual for him to have one beer too many. In fact, it had been happening on a weekly basis for a few months now. A tradition, celebration if you will. Typically, he'd drink with friends or clients. He wasn't too terribly picky. As long as the other person was there to have fun, what was the big deal.

Today was different. He was alone. Everyone else had brushed him off or said that they were busy. Which meant....

He didn't have anyone saying no when he made dumb decisions. Well, not dumb persay. There were plenty of decisions that he made while drunk that still held true while sober. They were great ideas. It was just that some other ideas were not as great.

This one, he was sure was a great idea though. Getting a few stones. What better way to have a few punks to do his bidding? To mess around with? The amount of mayhem they could cause..

Psyche smirked to himself before letting out a loud broken chuckle. It would be a blast! He just needed to get to the stones.