《The Bartender at the End of the Universe》Ch 215: A Little Reminder of His Devotion
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"Glad you could join us." Sentenza said calmly as he wrung out his hat.
"You dumb, idiotic, moronic, shell of a man!' Narissa snarled as she stormed up to Sentenza. He hands raised above her head, and she seemed ready to slap him.
Sentenza slapped his mostly dry hat back on his head. As he did that, his other hand drew his gun, and pushed it against Og'drimun's stomach. The demon was pressed so hard in fact, that he was quickly pinned against the fleshy wall with the gun pressing down on him from the other side.
Narissa froze and ground her teeth against each other. She lowered her hands and abruptly turned away from him as she closed her eyes in frustration. She slowed her breathing, and bit by bit her body seemed to relax as she calmed down.
"So sorry, it's been a stressful day, you know?" Narissa said with a sickly-sweet smile as she turned back towards the cowboy assassin. "But I still shouldn't have lashed out at you."
Sentenza raised an eyebrow as he slowly pulled the gun off of Og'drimun. "Don't care about the words. But you looked ready to start a fight." Sentenza said nonchalantly as he holstered his gun. "And I prefer to nip a fight in the bud straight off."
*cough* *hack* *wheeze*
Lulu fell into the fleshy room soaked and coughing up the red liquid that seemed to have invaded her lungs.
"Anyone have a clue what's...HACK...COUGH...going on?" Lulu wheezed as she thumped her fist against her sternum.
"World's coming apart at the seams." Og'drimun said before he shook himself off like a soaked dog.
Narissa and Lulu both held up their arms to try and block the stray liquid from splashing into their faces. Sentenza just looked disappointed as a rivulet of red liquid dripped down his formerly fairly dry hat and onto the floor in front of him. Og'drimun didn't seem to notice as no matter how much he shook, he always seemed to still have more water that would fly off of his fur.
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"Ugh, what's with this stuff?" Og'drimun complained. "It just keeps coming. Wait! I've got an idea."
Og'drimun waved his hands around his body in a slow circle. "In the name of the king under the mountain. By the blood of the slain principalities of Xandros. I call upon the fires of the eternal pit! Upon the endless mountains of the forsaken sisterhood! Shower me in your pain and suffering! Bring me to the brink! Bring me to the only true edge of the world!"
Narissa rolled her eyes and pulled a small tissue out of her pocket. She quickly unfolded it. It got bigger and bigger, until it popped up into a massive umbrella covered in lacey fringe. She held it between her and Og'drimun, and it was big enough to completely shield her from his sight.
An inferno seemed to pop up right where Og'drimun was. Wind whipped around him faster and faster, and then, POOF! Like the world's strongest blow-dryer had suddenly gone off, all of the water that was on him, flew away from him as fast as it could. Even his fur puffed out almost like he was charged with static.
But the liquid had to go somewhere, and as it blew off of him indiscriminately, there were three other people directly in the line of fire. Narissa's umbrella helped her, and even shielded Lulu from the worst of it. Sadly, Sentenza had no such protection.
Sentenza's hat was so soaked, it looked like he had just dipped it in the strange water and slapped it back on his head. He stood there and then spat out a small stream of the red water from his mouth.
"Ah, now that feels better," Og'drimun said with glee as he started to brush down his fur with his little paws.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
Sentenza made a wet squishing sound every time he moved even a little bit. He held up his arms as every part of his soaked clothes seemed to drip onto the ground.
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"How did you even get that wet?" Lulu asked as she looked on in disbelief.
"I wouldn't question it." Sentenza sighed as he started to wring out his clothes piece by piece.
Whoa! Now that was a wild ride, huh? Death cheered as he stood on top of Ted's back, like he was some kind of surfboard.
Psssshhhh.
Ted spat out a small stream of water in response to Death.
"You are now safe." Sid declared as he stepped into the fleshy room casually. He looked around at everyone inside and nodded. "It seems everyone has made it to this place you seemed adamant on retreating to."
"Ah good," Ted coughed. "We all made it?"
"It appears so." Sid responded. "However, I must ask, do you have a way to move around this place, or is this simply a room immune to flooding?"
"It's magic," Og'drimun grinned. "We can use this baby I made to go anywhere in this place. It's tied directly into the heart of this place!"
"Curious," Sid mused.
"Due to...certain things," Narissa said as she shook off her umbrella onto the ground. "Those abilities are likely fading away quite fast."
Are you talking about that awesome thing you did with the explosions? It was like, pew! And whoom! And then, bang! Death cheered as he moved his arms around animatedly to pantomime various explosions to go along with his noises. Seriously awesome, bro!
Narissa smiled and tucked her hair behind her ear. "Oh, well it was nothing, really."
"It was certainly not, nothing." Sid explained. "As it was very useful and helped us in the predicament, we were trapped in."
"However, I must ask." Sid added as he looked around the room. "If this place was here all along, then why did we not just escape into here earlier?"
"Had stuff to do." Sentenza said firmly.
Sid looked over at the assassin. Sentenza stared firmly at the robotic man. He even stopped wringing out his clothes and lowered his hand to rest it on the hilt of his pistol.
Sid seemed to be processing the scene in front of him. Then he nodded. "Very well, I disagree on the secrecy, but understand how strong you feel about it."
Sentenza moved his hand off of the gun and nodded.
Wait, were you gonna shoot him bro? Death asked.
"If it came to it, I wouldn't hesitate to kill everyone in here," Sentenza said firmly. "My business is my business alone. Try and pry into it, and I'll make sure you pay."
Sentenza glanced at Sid. "You already got lucky once. I'll make sure that doesn't happen again. Understand?"
The room was quiet as Sentenza made his threat.
Geez, way to totally kill the mood man. Death scoffed. Might as well do whatever you have to do to get us out of here then. Just gotta grab everybody else first.
"Right, well let me get to work on that," Narissa said as she turned to an empty wall and started to run her hands all over it.
Ugh...does she know what she's doing? Death whispered, as he clearly forgot that his words just appeared in everyone's minds.
"Just watch," Lulu said as she nestled back against a wall.
What do...WHOA! Death was flung against a wall as the room ripped through reality and out of the flooded room that was coming apart at the seams.
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