text;

[sassymaru]

[Wow this is much better texting than Yuji usually uses. Clearly something must be wrong.]

To all those who know him, Nick appears to have lost his memory of the network.

Which means if you know him in person... just. Brace for the worst, I suppose. More vacant stares than usual.

I just thought you should know. If you know him.

[Now if you'll excuse him, he has to go feel sorry for himself somewhere.]

Comments

[loveyoubaby]

[Max doesn't text back he's too busy regretting agreeing to this and drinking

that's right he didn't wait at all to start drinking fuck you

such vodka so alcohol]

[sassymaru]

[Once it's a little past 9, he shows up. Sadly still dressed for work, which means jeans and a dark shirt, no bright colors -- he'd been banned from anything out of the "grey" spectrum since the "Great Technicolor Incident" last spring.]

[When he slides into the seat nearby, he looks like he's expecting it to bite him.]

I see you've been busy.

[loveyoubaby]

[it's a goddamn shame Max wasn't around for that oh my goodness.

WELL max has a beer and like four empty shot glasses in front of him WELCOME TO THE PARTY]

Busy? I haven't even gotten started. You were quicker'n I expected.

[sassymaru]

[We do not speak of the incident.]

[He slowly raises an eyebrow.]

It looks like you're halfway through.

[loveyoubaby]

What? With the beer, yeah. I just got here like twenty minutes ago.

[NO HE'S BEEN HERE LIKE TWO HOURS but who's counting. He's kind of lost track of time it happens when vodka.]

[sassymaru]

I never said I was buying beer. Just so you know.

[But he'll be good and still buy vodka.]

... are you going to begin, or do I have to actually find you more alcohol first?

[loveyoubaby]

I remember what you said.

[and oh look at that the beer's gone]

No pleasantries or anything, huh? Just right into my business. You're pretty straight forward.

[sassymaru]

Were you really expecting pleasantries? I don't like hanging around places like this.

[loveyoubaby]

Y'know, I don't really know what to expect from you.

[certainly he's not delaying the inevitable whatever are you talking about]

[sassymaru]

I do pride myself on being mysterious.

[Fine, fine, he'll order you another vodka shot.]

[loveyoubaby]

[and that sir just earned you an eyeroll. he mumbles a 'thanks' for the shot though]

Right, whatever.

[sassymaru]

So...

What did you mean?

[He's jumping right to the questions, yes.]

[loveyoubaby]

[sssssigh]

You want the full story or the condensed version?

[sassymaru]

You know I'm going to say I want the full story.

[But, really, he'll take what he can get.]

[He knew this... guy. Robot. Person. Once. It bothers him he doesn't now.]

[For some reason.]

[loveyoubaby]

Ooooof course you are.

[A lot of things were bothering Max right now. He started fiddling with one of the shot glasses as he spoke, trying not to appear nervous or anything but very likely failing.]

Well, okay. Before I transferred here I was with the highway patrol for a couple years. Like everybody knows that, no big deal right? When I was fresh out of the academy, they partnered me up with this dude Davidson. Harvey Davidson.

...And yeah, that was his real name.

[sassymaru]

[He watches for a moment, before signaling for another shot. He did say he was buying the booze, after all.]

[And maybe it would help.]

Right. No big deal...

That. Certainly is a name, yes.

[loveyoubaby]

[Yes good booze bring it ON baby]

Yeah. It kinda became something of an in joke. Davidson and Kawasaki, the motorcycle patrol cops. There was no end to the puns, man. Hell, we even got matching tattoos.

[Oh goody the shot's here. Max will pause to drink that bitch]

We were close. I had some weird family shit going on at the time, so he was it, y'know? He was almost old enough to be my dad anyway, so I guess it just felt natural. He took me to my first bar, paid for my first tattoo. Far as I was concerned, that guy was a damn saint. Didn't always play by the rules, but I could always count on him. I trusted him with my life. You know how it goes.

[sassymaru]

Tattoos.

[There's a note of skepticism. But he doesn't press beyond that. After all, he has a horrible tattoo of his own.]

[He'll wait. And listen.]

Yes... so I do.

[He makes a little "go on" motion with a hand. The shot is refilled.]

[loveyoubaby]

Maybe if you ask real nice, I'll show them to you some time.

[And the shot is gone that sure didn't last long. Max glances around the bar, not so much making sure nobody's listening as he is stalling.]

Well it didn't last. Nothing good ever does, right? I caught the bastard selling guns n'shit to a gang here in the city.

[sassymaru]

Mm, we'll see.

[For the moment, he's going to hold off buying another shot. The story needs to come out. He wants to hear this without it being slurred.]

Guns? As in... police-issue weapons?

[loveyoubaby]

Bingo. Can you imagine that, huh? A guy who's sworn to protect innocent people turning around and selling our shit to the bad guys? It's like something out of a fucking movie.

[Max laughs bitterly and tries to take a drink, only to find that all of his glasses are empty. uuuugh.]

He was in the middle of a sale when I found him. The look on my face must have been fucking priceless. Then he decided the money was more important than I was. Wanted to shut me up, know what I'm sayin'?

[sassymaru]

... Exactly like something out of a movie. A bad movie.

[That last part. That deserves a drink. And one for himself -- another vodka for Max, and a fruity nightmare for himself.]

[He nods a little.]

I see what you're saying, yes.

[loveyoubaby]

[oh yay more VODKA. Max doesn't drink this one right away, just nudges the glass around the table a bit]

Luckily, he's always had terrible aim. Didn't hit anything vital. I took down two of his buddies and nailed him right in the ass before backup arrived, bastard got away though. I think he's still runnin' with whoever the hell he was sellin' to.

[sassymaru]

Well. Serves him right, I suppose. An ass being hit in the ass.

[He's going to drink his fruity nightmare thoughtfully.]

Do you think it was the Blood Keys?

[loveyoubaby]

I don't know, but I intend to find out.

[Max sips his drink thoughtfully before glancing around the room again. This time it is to make sure nobody's listening in.]

...And you know what really sucks? Apparently that wasn't the first time I've trusted a total asshole. That's the part that pisses me off.