G O L I A T H

“You know it, but it’s worth it in the end. She’s just too precious.” He gave Nuzzle a final pet before heading to the door. “I’ll be here tomorrow at around two, if that’s alright with you? Call me if there’s any change in plans.” 

Goliath held the door open for him, revealing an inside full of color and sound, with people losing their minds and dancing like there was no tomorrow, and a couple of slick looking bartenders mixing drinks at the speed of light. There were stripper poles, a stage, and a DJ booth. It looked bigger on the inside than on the outside for sure. “I think it has its charm. Go, get yourself what you want. I’m getting a table near one of the poles.” 

Goliath laughed as he started the car and turned on the radio, starting to drive at a much slower speed this time. It was a comfortable car, plush and purple on the inside. “Depends what you consider good, I suppose. They’ve got strong cocktails if that’s what you mean.”

Jeremiah looked out the window when the male started to drive. He felt a bit uncomfortable driving with this man but he had to play it cool. “I suppose, but I have to see for myself on what’s good. I like certain types of drinks.” He said, crossing his arms.

“She’s a real sweetheart, I can tell. You’re perfect for each other,” he said with just a hint of cheekiness in his voice. “Oh no, don’t worry about that. The kitty I have at home, she sheds white fur everywhere. As someone who wears mainly black, you know my pain.” 

“Yes, my dear. Ego the size of the Empire State building, and I’m about 5′6... give or take.”

“Will do, friend. Ah, yes, I know your name. It’s not uncommon to hear around these parts,” he chuckled and placed a hand on the cat with an ‘aww’. “You’re a sweet one, ain’tcha? Do you smell my kitty on me? Is that it?”

Goliath laughed as he started the car and turned on the radio, starting to drive at a much slower speed this time. It was a comfortable car, plush and purple on the inside. “Depends what you consider good, I suppose. They’ve got strong cocktails if that’s what you mean.”

And just like that, the contract was sealed. “My dear friend, you are saving me a lot of trouble! I can’t thank you enough. Anything you want is yours. You tell me when you’ll be available to come over and I’ll pick you up.” He gave Kant’s hand a firm shake before handing him a card. “Here’s my number. Name’s Goliath. Pleasure doing business with you. And your cute little kitty.”

Goliath smiled to himself, hands on his hips. Every time. Every damn time, he knew how to get exactly what he wanted. What could he say? It was a gift. “Now, now. Yes, I may be out of my mind, but that’s what makes me brilliant. I know a cute little place downtown, and really. Don’t worry. Paying is not a problem.” He opened the door on the passenger side of his car. “The tests won’t be anything scary, pal. Standard scans, possibly a blood sample. Come in. We can discuss the rest over drinks.” 

“What. My shop? Why, cause half of it’s underground?” The young man laughed, rubbing his arm through the sleeve of his puffy jacket. “That’s because it’s actually something else. So no, it’s not normal.” 

Goliath’s eyebrow raised slightly. This guy really had the hero-speak down to a T. “I know, it’s quite a bold thing to ask, isn’t it?  But I guarantee, I wouldn’t be asking you to power lethal weapons. You need more than just a little lightning to make those work,” he grinned in his trademark salesman way. “I’m just asking you to power up my shop a little bit so my machines work more efficiently, nothing more. But hey, if it would make you happy, I can take you out for drinks first.” 

The reason the goggles were there was so people wouldn’t get bitchy about the hypnotic colors of his eyes. He didn’t need the attention. “Yeah? Then expect to get run over, fuckshit.” He clicked his tongue. “Like you could. What, you some sort of superhuman?” 

Jeremiah huffed, he doesn’t have the time for this. Arguing with people like him. But his eyes lit up some when he mentioned him being a superhuman. That was a true fact and he could give an example to show. He smirked and let his hand out. “It’s funny you say that because actually…” he made a darkness orb with a quick movement of his hands and made it slightly big. He hovered it over the male’s car and kept it there. “I am. Now, where would you like the damage at? Windshield? Engine?”

Oddly enough, the threat didn’t have much power. In fact, it may have had the adverse effect. “Hm... Interesting, very interesting... Yes, I can work with this.” He turned to face Jeremiah completely. “I can work with you. It would be an honor to study you, really. Come on in, we can stop somewhere and get drinks before we go back to my place.”

“Hey, no worries.” He took a seat beside Kant without being invited, assuming the guy wouldn’t mind. He put one arm across the back of the couch, leaning in slightly as he grinned. “I’ve heard about your powers, my friend. I think, if you were willing, I could put them to pretty good use. I’m an inventor, see, and I create machines. Do you know how much I’d save if you could just lend me a fraction of your power, say, twice a week? Of course, you’d have access to anything you wanted from my store...”