Snippet #2409121

Melanie had taken the Krotos back to the tower, and Rénard had taken it upon himself to do a bit of guard duty on the city. He hoped that the other Titans knew where he was, but had left a note in the refrigerator just in case. It read as such.

"Dear Lad, or Lass who finds this here note. I am off doing some very fair swashbuckling, and if ye wish to be communicating me, ye have two options, of grand eloquence. Ye can wait for me to return to the Tower, or call me on this nifty Device that looks like a T!"

He had left it next to the Diet Soda, only because that was where he was sure the first hand would reach. He himself couldn't stand the stuff.

Strolling down this foreign landscape downtown in the evening, he walked past many an interesting sight. He had no money himself, only spices back on his satellite. The only way to get them down would be to drop them, and He didn't want to make a scene. Like anybody would accept them as payment anyways. Continuing down the sidewalk, he came upon a large golden glowing M on the side of a building. It was interesting enough, but still the fact of having no money was pretty annoying. Those small red boxes looked like they held something precious food, or drugs. He still wasn't quite sure of the Earth Culture, looks like he had some late night reading to do.

After a while, he had reached the seedier part of town. Walking past broken windows and telephone wires where shoes were hung over them, it was not unlike the slums of many other planets, but it did seem a bit grittier. Humans did seem to be a bit more malicious than other races, but not by much. A sound of mewing perked his ears, and he peeked into a house. There seemed to be a glistening orb of something growing and shrinking, accompanied with some rather large snoring, and some mewing. Hoping not to cut himself or otherwise injure himself, He ambled into the room, and slipped, falling into a room of small, furry animals. Hopefully they would not eat him alive.