Voice // Nobody's real, everyone go home

[espio]

[Okay so. After wandering around aimlessly for several hours, paying attention to such things as pamphlets and holograms, Espio has decided that this is clearly not a third strange reality he has been tossed into and instead come to the conclusion that unreality is a thing again. ... well, shit.

At least his memory seems correct this time - correct enough for him to realise the place was wrong, anyway. That almost qualifies as a plus! It means he can appreciate the goodness of temporarily having things like hot showers and electricity while he remembered he'd lived for a year without.

Unfortunately, it seems that his nice little self-powered smartphone has been replaced by a clunkier walkie-talkie thing that doesn't even do him the decency of having everyone's contact details. How the hell does one get hold of their favourite idiots like this? Network post?

...network post. By voice!]

Well, I'm lost. And not a soul I know out there, looks like. Unless everyone's just spread out, which'd be just typical.

Has anyone seen Dominic? Or Monty? Or someone else useful?

... this does actually connect to something, I hope...

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[orangeoutlaw]

[Hi, have one (1) Ace, sitting in an outdoor cafe, face planted in his food. He may or may not be breathing, but he's not dead (yet)]

[espio]

[If it weren't for the fact suddenly, Ace, Espio would have just groaned and walked on by, pretending that he didn't know the dipshit sleeping in his food. Embarrassing friends are embarrassing. It's been a while, though, and while he's quite certain Ace wouldn't recognise him he still decides to wander over and plonk himself in the seat opposite. Time to wait until the idiot woke up.]

[orangeoutlaw]

[he does after a second or two, carrot stuck up his nose as he blinks at the guy.]

Sorry was this your table? [not that he plans to move, but]

[espio]

No. I just wanted to say hi.

[Just as he'd expected. Of course, Marco had kinda warned him, anyway...]

So hi, Ace. I'm Espio. I really hope you've heard of me, otherwise I'll have to punch a pigeon.

[orangeoutlaw]

[blinks at him a few times]

Oh yeah, you were in that one place with him. Nice to meetcha.

[he sticks a finger on one side of his nose and blows out the carrot, catching it with a little fire bullet before it could bounce too far and shoves another spoonful of food in his mouth]

Thought you were a lizard.

[espio]

[Such a charmer. He's lucky he's attractive when his face isn't covered in food. Espio rolls his eyes, and brings his tail up just for show.]

I am.

I'm just usually less human-looking. Didn't have a choice about it, though.

[Reality warps. BLEH.]

[orangeoutlaw]

Woah. [that's pretty cool looking he's gotta say]

Hey, does your tongue stretch? [he needs to know... for science.]

[espio]

Not as long as it should, but...

[Pokes his tongue out briefly. It's not as long as he's used to, but a tiny bit longer than a normal person's.]

It's also sticky.

[orangeoutlaw]

No shit?

[okay. Sorry, bro. He's just gotta do it. Or make an attempt. You say it's sticky and he's going to poke it to see if it's true]

[espio]

[OH no you don't! Espio pushes his chair back instinctively.]

Hey!

[orangeoutlaw]

[Ace laughs it off]

Just messing with you! [totally wasn't.

He gobbles up the rest of his food]

So you going to be staying with us or something?

[espio]

[Ah... he... he doesn't know. He's still convinced you're all not even real.]

I don't know what I'm going to be doing.

[orangeoutlaw]

Well you can have my room if you decide to. I'm not around much. [he prefers to be generally everywhere else.

Then he notices the maiter'd coming toward them. He's sort of...garnered a reputation]

Want to go take a walk? [or a run?]

[espio]

[ACE :T WHY DOES HE ASSOCIATE WITH PIRATES AAAAA. Screw you guys.]

I get the feeling I'll regret it if I don't.

[orangeoutlaw]

Good feeling to have.

[he gets up and gives a cheery wave to the guy before starting to walk in any direction. Better catch up unless you wanna pay]

[espio]

[Espio decides to take the liberty of vanishing when he gets up to follow Ace, giving him an irritated look before he does so and walking alongside him.]

Honestly...

[orangeoutlaw]

Huh? [invisible? Ace can hear him and Ace can see him but] Where'd you go? [feels around a bit, also to grab him if they do have to run so he can haul ass]

[espio]

[Yup!]

Right here.

[Right next to you, mate.]

[orangeoutlaw]

[is kind of amazed at this] Is this a lizard thing? Chameleon? [still searches around and finds a head that he intends to ruffle!] There you are!

[but then oops! the maiter'd is saying: stop right there!]

Time to get going. [and Ace will attempt to grab at him]

[espio]

Chameleon - hey!

[Whoa wait no, don't grab at him! Espio can run himself, dammit! Plus, he's quite sure the 'enemy' can't see him...]

[orangeoutlaw]

[well whether he grabs him or not, Ace is on the move. Vaulting over a fence. Climbing up on a roof. Crashing down into an alley]

There's got to be a better way to do this.

[espio]

[Like, for instance, paying so that you don't have to do this in the first place?]

Maybe you could learn to fly.

[orangeoutlaw]

[who has money?]

I mean I can [kind of] but Marco will be pissed at me if I start a fire. [well he doesn't want to risk it anyway. He's jogging now though just lightly but is kind of annoyed]

Are you still going to be invisible or what?

[espio]

I think everyone'd be pissed at you if you started a fire.

[But he drops the invisibility once Ace has lost his pursuer, perching atop a fairly low roof. Ah... this should be fun. There's actual heights in this place.]

[orangeoutlaw]

Yeah probably. [which makes it hard sometimes but eh, he can deal with it. He's glad to actually see the guy again and hops up on the roof beside him]

So what are you going to do around here?