Damn, he'd gone from having a boss to having no boss in the span of a few short months. To Adonis, it felt like he was thrust back into the old days, when he worked a lackluster job for someone he didn't like, and then worked another job in the late night hours for no boss at all. Felt like nothing had changed since an age ago, like he'd been stuck in the same month for years.

As he cased the town, looking for targets, he thought about reaching out to some of the rest of the team. If they could still call themselves a team without Sylvite, anyway. But he didn't know hardly any of them — sure, he could relate to Fulgurite for how long each of them had been around, but he didn't know Gismondine worth a damn. The other ones, he knew even less.

He could start his own team, but that was a whole helluva lot more work than Adonis was willing to take on.

Ah —

Adonis stopped his wandering at the sound of a yodeling drunk. Sounded like some dude singing an off-key, slurred version of Bad Romance like he was trying to insult someone. Good enough for Adonis.

Striding up behind the man, he opened with a seemingly heartfelt, "Buddy!" The drunken sir was confused, but seemed to go for it. "Me too, my guy, me too," added the Negaverse Super, before picking up some of the lines with him.

They swayed together, belting out sour notes for twenty, thirty seconds before the drunk began to fade. As the orb behind Adonis's back grew, the stranger's singing softened. Soon, the singing was replaced by snoring, and Adonis let him down almost gently.

sami-fire
for regs~