Goldilocks and the Three Savages [Mission][Private]

[>11<]

There was just one thing Constantine had failed to consider. They were all inside the house when he used the bog. Isamu yelled after Constantine, "The Bog?!?" Well, Isamu was! He yelled, "HOLY CRAP ITS RAINING BLACK SAMCUMBA!!!!" As the liquid, black color ooze rained down on the house. Isamu opened his mouth in an attempt to drink some of it but was pulled back by Frederick before the liquid reached him. Isamu whined and sulked yet again, frustrated by the fact that Frederick, who had promised to give him a drink, just stopped him from having some. Little did he know it was black acid, until Constantine brought the dead bodies from the house. Nui Nui was not the only one disturbed seeing the corpses. Isamu, upon seeing them, jumped and grabbed Constantine, hugging him in freight. For once he was glad he hadn't drunk what ever had been raining. He said, "YIKES!! I owe you big time, Freddy!!" He said as he watched the rotten corpses.

He followed his comrades and Nui Nui outside the building.

[>12<]

Nui Nui, once again, wasn't the only one engrossed by the presence of the corpses. As Frederick told Nui Nui to cut open the corpses and harvest its organs. Isamu almost puked. He turned away mumbling in panic. Literal rivers of sweat drops ran down his forehead as he attempted to hide his freight from his teammates. Never before had he seen a corpse being cut open and its organs harvested. Isamu just couldn't handle it as he kept mumbling, possibly praying as he kept turning away, looking away from the corpses and hoping it was all just a dream. But, it wasn't. Or was it? Isamu pinched himself hard. Nope, it wasn't. Darn it! Isamu peeked back at the corpses and mumbled,

"It's alright Nui Nui you can give us our price and go do that in private!"

Of course, seeing the looks on Frederick's and Constantine's faces, that was not going to happen. Isamu said that in a praying manner anyway.

[>13<]

Isamu was practically puking until Constantine brought him the drinks. Isamu gladly accepted the scotch bottle and took a few sips, turning away from Nui Nui, the corpses, and Frederick as he walked alongside Constantine to the gates, sipping on the beer, catching his breath. "Thanks, Con, I owe you big time!" He told his leader with respect as he continued walking while sipping. As soon as he caught his breath, he drank the full bottle in one sip and took more beer from Constantine while sharing it with him as he seemed to have many. Isamu took his mind off Frederick and Nui Nui, and their situation as he enjoyed the drinks he was offered.

As soon as Frederick arrived, he was reminded and quickly drank up the bottle he had in hand as he took his share and that helped him cool down as well. He held his bag over his shoulder as he sipped the empty bottle hopelessly expecting a drop as he walked out and continued into the guild with his comrades. He hummed happily as he said, "Ah... Let's go back home a little faster, I think I'm getting a little homesick!" The innocent man was getting attached to the dark guild and took it so far as to call it his home. Will this man submit to darkness or continue his innocent ventures among dark, evil men?

[>14<]

While Cosntantine, Frederick, and Constantine's pet did all the hard work, Isamu stood tall in the center, placing both his hands on his hip, grinning and looking up in an arrogant, cocky, and bossy manner as he said while still grinning his mouth out, "Good job, guys!" He was about to start walking back to the exit and walking right out of the area and back home but Frederick sat down on the ground, exhausted after carrying the heavy guardsman. Isamu sighed as he complained, "Woah, Frederick! I thought you could do much, much better than that! I am very disappointed!" He mindlessly scolded his superior as he lifted up the same, heavy guard Frederick had carried. He lifted the body up and down, tossed it in the air and caught it back, grinning all the way as he did. He had a unique "magic". His magic was not like that of others. Instead of letting him manipulate a certain force, his magic simply reverses the effect of alcohol in his body. When a normal person drinks alcohol, they feel weary and tired and their physical power greatly weakens. However, when Isamu drank alcohol, his physical attributes increased as he could jump higher, hit harder, run faster and be much more flexible. This was his power, his "magic". He was bragging until he realized the potential status of death being the guard's, as in, he realized that the guard might be dead. He freaked out, dropping the body and stumbling back in freight. He waved his hands around in front of his eyes to avoid seeing the body. He quickly made his way to Frederick, who was sitting down.

He bent over, his butt facing Frederick as he said, "Quick! Climb on my shoulder, I'll give you a piggy ride we need to get the hell out of here!"

[>15<]