Kilroy Owns the Night: Day 22 (Gargoyle)
The five of us stood in a circle—five points in a round pentagram. Whatever. I got a ‘D’ in geometry. Max/Tyran/Asshat pointed his weapon at me. Mercury’s sights were set on Vrex and Gorpl. My Multiblaster was aimed at them, too, but my attention was fully on the glorious vision of Mercury Quasar. Everything about her oozed the kind of cool I could only dream of. She was Buffy Summers, Lara Croft, and Harley Quinn rolled into one uber hot package. Chewing bubblegum and kicking ass. I stared at her the same way I stared at Kami Barton in geometry class. Probably why I got that ‘D.’
“Gorlax’s balls!” Mercury snapped at me. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Like what?” I feigned innocence.
“Like you’re some deranged, horny gargoyle.”
“I was doing no such thing!” I said, now feigning offense.
“Dude,” Max said. “It’s obvious.”
“Agreed,” said Gorpl. “The sexual tension is palpable from over here.”
“But obviously one-sided,” added Vrex.
“I will liquefy you both where you stand.” I raised my Multiblaster to provide the needed emphasis. “You’ll be slime in no time, baby.”
“Let me take these two,” Mercury said through clenched perfect teeth. “Then you two can work out your arrangement.”
“I can’t abide that,” Max pointed his weapon at Mercury. “They’re with me.”
Silence hung over our little circle pentagram thingy. The next move would change everything. Or nothing. Or maybe change it a little bit. Or a lot. Who could say?
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