Bermuda

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Roger nodded.  “Salutations Marcus.”  He said keeping his distance, and his sunglasses on.  “Who are you looking for.  If possible could you provide a picture?”

Marcus took out a small, silver pocket watch. “Can’t say I have a picture,” said Marcus as he opens and folds the pocket on a beat, without actually looking at its face. “One is about 8 feet tall, another is very hairy and looks like a wolf, and the third is most likely swearing like a sailor. They aren’t hard to miss, trust me.”

“Wait!” Bermuda grabbed her by the shoulders suddenly, “Can you help me find it? Please? I was supposed to take my dose last Thursday, and I have been running around in circles for pass several days!” He blinked, then quickly let go. “Uh, sorry about that.”

She twitched as he shoulder was grabbed, and put her hand to her holstered gun.  She was silent as he held onto her.  ‘Yeah fuck this guy’.  Was her train of thought.  “How about this?”  She asked.  “I search…  Somewhere where you haven’t.  Like…  Over here.”  She pointed to where she had come from, one hand still on her gun.  “And you search…  Over here.”

Bermuda blinked a few times. “Where I haven't looked?” Bermuda looked for a moment. “Well there’s a lot of places I haven’t looked. The gas shop, the donut shop, the burger shop, the shoe shop, the car shop, the coffee shop, the chop shop, the meat shop. I should make meat balls for dinner today.”

Finally, someone to talk to. “Glad you meet with me,” said Marcus, as he leaned against a wall. “I’m Marcus Freeman, I’m new around here. Was hoping you can help me find someone.”

“It’s like a capsule, a pill bottle, right?” Bermuda explained, “Though it’s a little bigger, and it glows, and smooth on both ends…” His speech grew quieter with each word, as if suddenly distracted by something. Then, he perked up. “It’s like a pill! But bigger, and it glows. It’s basically my medication, but I lost it. Haven’t seen it in a week.”

She stared.  “What…”  She mumbled.  “I…  Haven’t seen anything like that.”  She was a bit worried, he seemed like he was on a special medication, and going through withdrawal.  “I-I’ll keep my eye out for it ok?”  She stepped back, not wanting to get too close to the possibly crazy guy.

“Wait!” Bermuda grabbed her by the shoulders suddenly, “Can you help me find it? Please? I was supposed to take my dose last Thursday, and I have been running around in circles for pass several days!” He blinked, then quickly let go. “Uh, sorry about that.”

Bermuda didn’t say anything first, just kept mumbling something to soft to comprehend. After a few seconds, he notice the lady calling out to him, and he nearly jumped up. Even still, it was only after a few seconds of staring did he finally say something. “Oh, you? That space girl,” he responded, “I uh, lost something very important. Small, metal, blinks like blue or green, depends on the mood. I.. really need it, badly.”

She blinked. “Can you…  Elaborate?”  She asked.  “That is…   Incredibly vague.”  She said.  “So a bit worrisome.”  She muttered.  “Can you explain?”

“It’s like a capsule, a pill bottle, right?” Bermuda explained, “Though it’s a little bigger, and it glows, and smooth on both ends...” His speech grew quieter with each word, as if suddenly distracted by something. Then, he perked up. “It’s like a pill! But bigger, and it glows. It’s basically my medication, but I lost it. Haven’t seen it in a week.”

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Bermuda didn’t say anything first, just kept mumbling something to soft to comprehend. After a few seconds, he notice the lady calling out to him, and he nearly jumped up. Even still, it was only after a few seconds of staring did he finally say something. “Oh, you? That space girl,” he responded, “I uh, lost something very important. Small, metal, blinks like blue or green, depends on the mood. I.. really need it, badly.”

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Bermuda scratched his head. “Well what is it supposed to do? Cause if you got it for free, I highly doubt it’ll do much,” he reasoned. “Unless it’s supposed to do nothing. Then in that case, it’s doing a job well done.”

She paused and pulled her wrench free.  “Stand over here so I can hit you to relieve stress!”  She said annoyed.  “I swear to fucking god!”

“Whoa whoa, you made your point,” said Bermuda as he raised his hands in defense. “Just tell me what you want me to do, just tell what you are trying to get it do, and I’ll see what I can do.”

Bermuda tilted his. “Uh, sure I suppose,” said Bermuda as he looked over what this lady was trying to do. “Ah!” Bermuda snapped his fingers, “There’s your problem, this thing’s busted.”

“Shut up you.” She said. “I fuckin know that. That’s why I’m trying to move this.” She said grabbing his arms and putting them on the wrench. “Got it for free.” She said pulling down. “Wanna know how broke it is.”

Bermuda scratched his head. “Well what is it supposed to do? Cause if you got it for free, I highly doubt it’ll do much,” he reasoned. “Unless it’s supposed to do nothing. Then in that case, it’s doing a job well done.”

Bermuda tilted his. “Uh, sure I suppose,” said Bermuda as he looked over what this lady was trying to do. “Ah!” Bermuda snapped his fingers, “There’s your problem, this thing’s busted.”

If Bermuda didn’t feel like he had something to prove, he’d let sleep’s warm embrace take that very minute. Sadly, he had a bet to win, and a little fatigue wasn’t going to stop him. “Yeah, yeah, I’m good.” This probably wasn’t the best time to admit he doesn’t really know how to drive.

“Woah woah woah, don’t bring it here!” Bermuda protested, keeping at least 5 feet away from the explosive. “Okay okay okay, let’s calm down for a minute and think this through. What did the other guy look like? Does the bomb have any markings or logos? And why the hell are you dressed like military?”