David Van Aken
Chaotic Awesome
Ajax woke with from a frightful dream and he immediately lunged from the couch and ripped the pillow that eh was resting on in half. He stood there, panting over his kill and then reached for his pouch of wealth. He was relieved, Nobody's going to get your gold, Ajax. Stop worrying so much about it. He looked over at the TV and realized that he conked out in the midst of some quality mundane television marathon, something that seemed to be called, "Doctor Who". He walked over to the restaurant, feeling very hungry. He looked around first for guests that he recognized. He saw a very familiar looking demon and sat down directly next to her. He nudged her side with his elbow and then slid a nearby cushion under his but so that hee would be slightly closer to eye level with her. He grinned with glee and said to his demon friend, "Sha'tana, how've you been! The last time I saw you, you were falling out of the sky. Sorry that I couldn't have helped you back there by the way, I was more than sufficiently preoccupied." Then he looked over across the table at a gentleman that he didn't recognize from before. He sniffed the air and rested a hand on his rapier. He said sternly, all manner of glee flushed from his face, "Sha'tana, I don't know who your new friend is, but he smells a bit desperate, I don't like that smell. It's one of my least favorite odors that a person can produce." He yelled at a passing droid, "T-Bone! And make sure that when it gets here, that it still has a pulse!" Ajax looked over at the stranger and cocked his head to the side a bit, preparing to leap from his seat at a moments notice.