Chapter XXX: Better
Late Than Never ~Multehx
CR hummed to himself as he walked along through
the..."big". The place that HAD been a wooded area, but now, was
rather indescribable in a nondescript kind of way. Apparently, there was a
large burn mark in near the middle where something had blown up, then ANOTHER
about twenty feet away. Green peace wouldn't want to meet the person behind the
explosions, let alone come to the conclusion CR had, that they walked a ways
before tripping and fumbling a second explosive of mass calibur
which wiped all remaining trees out.
Anyways, after a bit of investigating(and a lot of
that "inside" info you get for being so important to most everything)
he found a charred path leading through that..."big". Anyways, he
continued for a time, crossing what must have been an IMMENSE forest, which
took hours to cross in near 15 minutes (16 if you count getting his cane swiped
by a kleptomaniac squirrel and chasing it down, yelling obscenities till he got
it back.).
"Man," he thought to himself, "If it were up to me, I'd just use
my insanely powerful abilities and defeat the bad guy…whoever that is, and save
everyone in a few minutes from this planetary time-bomb!"
Almost instantly, a stern voice commented in his head, "Violate the rules
of being Rip Watcher and we downsize your @#%$ to being the guy who cleans junk
off the highways for no pay!"
CR groaned, knowing the "forces that be" had
him in this contract in spades.
Originally, he was following footprints, but had decided, "Heck, I don't
have much to be scared of! I'm protected by the almighty ones!...unless...something
pacifies me to death...that would be bad...so best go where things don't try to
do that.."
So, he had walked away from the trail, and followed his OWN route. That, and a wealth of inside info in his mind helped cut
MANY precious hours off his trek. After leaving the forest about 10 minutes
behind, he thought to himself, "Hey...what IS the objective here? What is everyone
looking for? Who is the v-ooh, someone dropped a nickel!" He beamed as he
bent over and picked it up, pocketing the coin. He chuckled to himself.
"Who CARES if I can have as much in the way of riches as I want? Getting
free money is always cool!"
More walking was followed by more walking, then, for a change of pace, he
walked sideways. After a time, this began to get dull, so he walked straight
again, having only covered 7 feet walking like that anyway.
He glanced to his watch by habit. "
untimely frustrated, he picked a dirtball up and
lobbed it angrily ahead. There was the tell-tale sound as it apparently struck
someone and fell to pieces. He paled and swallowed, running towards the way the
ball had been thrown and saying loudly, "I am dreadfully sorry, chap!"