Part 1: A dusty small town in the middle of nowhere

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Dracos

Clyde:

"Well, Greg might.  He runs the water plant." Sally responded, not knowing much about these mechanical things.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

RyderHakubi

Ryder smiles at the old man, "Alright...  Is there anything else I need to know... uh... I never did get your name..."
What sort of madness will I create today?"

Dracos

Ryder:

"Greg.  Greg Alpenshen.  Dr Greg Alpenshen."  He scratched his nose.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

RyderHakubi

Ryder nodded... "Alright Greg... you've got your courier."
What sort of madness will I create today?"

Dracos

Well, Goodbye.

Shukuen

Leets greeted the winged man warily, distracted by his otherworldly looks and the entrance of the eccentric looking stranger who looked as if he stepped out of the history books. He waved to the stranger invitingly, since he looked as lost as he and the winged man probably felt at the moment.

Leets then froze in midwave as he remembered the conversation Jan Smith had when he prevented a fight. "Excuse me? What do you mean 'destroyed'?" he demanded, staring incredulously at the Negotiator.

RyderHakubi

"So, you said the Gecko's Tounge?  Thanks Greg..." Ryder said as he pocketed the list, making a mental note to copy it down onto better paper later.

And with a small wave, Ryder turned around... and promptly remembered that his muscles were hurting.

"Owww...."
What sort of madness will I create today?"

Olvelsper

"Destroyed, gone forever, kaput. This is the world after the end of it all, the Wasteland. People just show up out of the blue here from time to time. Some people I've talked to arrived here when their home worlds were destroyed, others were just minding their own business when they got here. Suffice to say, no one's ever managed to get back home."

Taking a long drink from his glass, he shrugged. "So, that's how it goes."
http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2589971/Ol%27Velsper : Then we will write in the shade.

Dracos

"Eh, what's that lad?" Greg heard his owie.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

RyderHakubi

"Forgot... how sore my muscles were... I kinda just got here after all..."
What sort of madness will I create today?"

Dracos

"Eh, well you can get a room at the Gecko's tongue too.  Rest yourself there and such."

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

Shukuen

"B-but, wait, never?" Leets repeated lamely, unable to believe what he was hearing.

"Then what are we supposed to do?"

RyderHakubi

Ryder nodded... "Gotcha.  Thanks for the advice, I should do that..."

And Ryder finally left, giving the old man a wave before dragging himself down the street, though at a much quicker pace because of the time he spend standing still allowed for some healing in his muscles.
What sort of madness will I create today?"

Dracos

Ryder:

Heading down it, he couldn't miss the Gecko's tongue, what with it being the largest building in town.

Dracos
Well, Goodbye.

RyderHakubi

Ryder dragged his way into the town, and towards the Gecko's Tounge...

Finally reaching it, he took a deep breath and pushed in.
What sort of madness will I create today?"