A New Time, A New Place

FengàriKattalakis - FPoV

A soft sigh escapes me as I get the sense there's going to be quite a bit of stories revealed in the future. I notice the young woman whom could only be a certain party pony grinning my way as she eats without a care. I'm not that surprised that it's been rather quiet save for murmurs of 'This is delicious' from Jaqueline or 'I wonder if the Cakes might be interested in this' from Pinkamena.

I hear a deep grumbling growl as another car comes up the driveway before I blink at who steps out. An unbidden grin crosses my face at seeing an old friend. "'Sup, Dom? I assume Woz and Geiz were able to grab you and the guys," I comment.

Dom blinks before he laughs. "The Crazy Gator, damn, man. Talk about a blast from the past," he replies with an easy grin. "The crazy prophet even managed to save Brian, Mai and Letty alongside the kids… before the Collapse. Kinda surprised us that he modified our rides to work on those funky ass electromagnets," he continued.

I blink a couple of times, glancing at Woz. That was information to me.

"You had the blueprints and idea, my liege. I simply helped bring it to fruition," Woz comments. "This is quite delicious, by the way," he finished.

"'Liege'? What, you too good for us?" Dom quips.

"Psh. You know what's most important, Dom, and damn if you ain't family to me, brother. Hell, Brian may be an ass at times, but he's family too… and not because he tied the knot with Mia, as I heard. Besides, you an' I both know the only one crazier than your ass is me," I deadpan with a lazy smirk. "And when it comes to family, we both will move the heavens over the earth and the hells beneath," I said. I saw him wince at that.

"You ain't gotta worry about that bitch Cypher… heh… found her ass after you tossed her outta that cargo plane… let's just say she was so foul that there are predators that wouldn't go near her ass," I finish. Which, considering that I dumped her ass at not only a Charonite bar, which refused her for a meal and even Kessar's goons refused her… and Stryker's Daimons. In their words, they claimed 'at least the Dark-Hunters can regain their souls and have honor. This bitch is so dead inside, a black hole wouldn't eat her ass,' said a lot if the supposedly 'most feared and damned predators' refused someone whom was 'dead inside'.

"Now… enough of the past and its shit. We have the future to look to, and you sound like you need a little vittles in ye. Hell, I wasn't sure if I was hearing your engine or your guts grumbling," I jab. Not surprisingly, Dom gins at that after slugging my shoulder.

"Smart ass. No wonder you and Roman get along so well. Both of you got mouths as big as your balls," Dom deadpans with a smirk.

I shrug. "Hey, we talk shit, and we can damn well back it up," I comment.

He smirks before his eyebrows rose slightly before he smirked. "Heh, now this brings back some memories," he sighed with a small shrug.

It doesn't really surprise me that we do the usual prayer, though the fact that Woz and Geiz are part of it is interesting. Now that I consider it, the various series of Kamen Rider never really specified if certain characters were part of a particular religion, if any. Me, I've never been too interested in religions. Too busy living life.

My head tilts as a soft exhalation escapes. "I'm guessing the crew went their own ways?" I comment. Dom nods.

"Letty and I, as well as Brian and Mia, are here, though Han and Roman headed for 'Las Pegasus'. Slight pun on Las Vegas, I guess," he replied.

My head tilts before I shift my jaw before spitting out a salmon bone which shoots out, impaling a horsefly moments before it landed on the grandmother's forearm before it was pinned to the table. "My opinion of the multiverse is much like a bath… the Void between clusters of realities is the water… the clusters of bubbles are the various realities. Some can burst and Fade Away, others can drift or even link to others," I comment thoughtfully.

"Hun, that's an interesting analogy, but a bit too deep for me, sugarcube. Twi would be more interested, though," Jaqueline drawled. "Does make it a bit easier to understand, though," she commented after a moment.

Simi giggled as she turned with a small burp as she started playing with the border collie I'd noticed earlier. My eyebrows rose slightly as she'd had four servings double the size of everyone else and seemed satisfied.

I noticed most were having seconds in terms of servings, as was Dom and Woz.

"You do know how to cook, sonny. Pretty darn impressive, considerin' all you asked for was tomatoes an' spices," Granny Smith commented.

I chuckle. "Hey, there's probably gonna be at least a day or two of leftovers, though it ain't half bad chilled, just a bit thicker," I comment. I'm not that surprised as Pinkie tries to stuff my head in her breasts in a hug, though I'm pretty sure she's hoping for some of the leftovers. I boop her nose, amused as she wrinkles her nose before sneezing a small burst of flour before she blushes.

"I'm sure they'll let you have some, Rosy," I quip.

"Rosy?" Pinkie giggled as she cocked her head.

"Like those cheeks when you smile or smirk," I comment, amused as she blinks before blushing more.

Jaqueline chuckles as she watches us.

"Geez, makes ya wonder if he's a playa or just that smooth," Dom deadpans which I hear Geiz snicker as I see Woz smirk.

"You know me, Dom… I'm as smooth as nutty peanut butter," I deadpan.

"Oooh, are you just as nutty?" Pinkie giggles.

"Hun, with the shit Dom an' I've gone through, it ain't a matter of if we're nuts, but how nuts are we," I comment with a small shrug.

"Though at least he ain't like Xander… geez…. now that guy was an adrenaline junkie," I sigh, referring to a guy that could have been Dom's physical twin, save for one big difference… his eyes were a paler shade of brown, almost like chocolate milk compared to Dom's dark chocolate eyes.

That, and their personalities were quite different. Xander was a huge adrenaline junkie, looking for the next insane stunt, legal or not. Dom, whilst he, too, was an adrenaline junkie, got his 'fix' through high racing speeds and the occasional wild job for the government.

His gaze shifted to Dom's car, one he'd seen in the driver's driveway quite often. He hummed as he drank down the warm, spicy tomato sauce that was almost the consistency of tomato soup. "I see you got it repaired after that nasty flip ya took, from what I heard from Brian. Rammed through the wheel well and up over the engine of that semi like it was a ramp. Considering you snapped the axle assembly, both tire rods, caved in the driver's side front quarter panel, wheel well and collapsed the brake caliper like a steel can, getting out with a dislocated shoulder was lucky as hell, brother," I deadpan. I see him shiver.

"Shit, man… that sounded scarily like," Dom started.

"Jesse… who do you think he worked with before he headed out to LA?" I comment with a chuckle. I see his eyes widen at that.

"Damn. Huh… would have never thought that," Dom chuckles.

I shrug nonchalantly. "Heard about what happened to him with Tran's little bitches. That, he didn't deserve," I sigh.

"He's safe, Akri-Fen… Akri-Ash saved him, he's at peace," Simi cut in.

My gaze snaps to her. "Simi… I know how you saw Ash and how he saw you, especially considering Nick… but to me, you're closer to an adelfì," I comment. I see her eyebrows rise before I grunt as I find myself on the ground, Simi having tackle-hugged me.

"Fen-adelfòs," she mutters atop me before I wince slightly as I feel her teeth nip my shoulder near my throat but, thankfully, not draw blood.

I hear Dom, Geiz, Jaqueline, and Pinkie laughing, likely at my expense, but it doesn't matter. Dominic is like a brother to me and he knows it. I doubt he knows that, despite looking no older than my early twenties, I was actually born closer to the end of World War II, not that I had reason to reveal that.

As we sit up, I hear Pinkie mentioning something about a party welcoming myself, Geiz, Woz, and Tsukuyomi. My eyes roll as I'm not that surprised, as I can sense the magic in the air. I can also sense that Dom is stronger, most likely the magic within the atmosphere is altering his body not unlike Jaqueline's or Macintosh's.