Originally posted December 18, 2009
((Another conversation between Eddie and Chance.))
"I just don't know Eddie. It feels like I'm out of my league. They've got demons running around the grounds, some chica drawing together enough different sword styles to make me look like a Gojyu-ru purist, not to mention the fucking flaming sword. I mean I got cut by a couple of Purple gangbangers the other night. I know bupkis about magic."
"Yeah. I remember him. I think I stabbed his big toe once before the Samurai Indigo armor overheated. Then I did crowd control while Reg and the other heavies took care of him. "
"Tendrils out of his eyes, Eddie! I practically wet myself!"
"I am not wallowing! I'm venting!"
Chance laughed. "No Eddie. I don't want to talk with your wife. Yes Eddie. I'm sure she's very good at talking to whiny little girls."
"Yes. I do like them. I'm cooking more than I work anti-gang. I would swear they have never eaten banana bread before. Some weird potassium deficiency going on over there. Maybe that's it."
"No. Things didn't work out with wing girl. Apparently demons have issues with tact. Yeah. Maybe supthin. No. I will not give you details you lecher. It could be nothing, but she's pretty cool."
"Class is going well. I've got some frosh in my Japanese culture class. They find it hard to believe there's more to the country than anime. Like I hold up Scooby Do as a typical teen cohort....."
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