#techniczombie

As much as he loath to admit it Ash was right about one thing. Despite all his bravado, without the protections of the stables he struggled to get by and without the Kahn’s money supporting him he was looking more and more like Outworld’s average stray as the days went on. And while he hardly looked the part anymore, he certainly acted it, walking through the portal several hours later with the same cocky swagger as before.

In the time he had to piss away,  Tommy dicked around on his phone and messaged a few people. In the time he spoke to Hal, he chewed a bloody sore into his cheek three damn times before he managed to get a word in with Ash. Afterwards the dick actually posted about how good her friends were, and he wasn’t sure if he was actually doing the right thing by playing nice.

Either way, he’d promised Ash he’d feed everything back home, which meant he needed to bring something for Dave. As he packed away most of the food he’d just made, he grabbed tortillas and wrapped up a selection of choices with both steak and chicken. He wasn’t sure if Dave had gotten any of the curry or chili he’d brought previous nights, but he assumed he didn’t mind a bit of spice if Ash said she’d give it to him. He toned it down just in case, and packed everyting up, then threw some sandwiches on the grill while he dug through the pantry for unopened bottle of juice to throw in.

Kitchen clean and hot sandwiches set on top in the bag, Tommy headed over to his friend’s apartment and set off towards the area Delta had directed him to.