Page 11 of Whispered Warnings: Part Two

I grin, and then push myself up to my feet, “Great, Asael and Betty, you guys stay here. I have now got to have the quickest shower of my life and get ready to go and play poker with Sully, Ernie and the others. I’m feeling lucky.”

By the time that I am showered and dressed I am almost certain that I’m late but when I get downstairs I find that I am only the second one to the door.

“I thought I was going to be late. I named my sword and that took some time,” I say to Evander.

“You’re not late,” Van says, “but everyone is waiting in the van.”

“So I am late,” I joke as we head out of the door and over to where the van is parked.

He chuckles, “Nah, we are just all early. I think we need that drink and actually, more to the point, some time to relax.”

“Fair enough,” I say as I climb in the back with the others, Reed sitting up front with Van.

“Ready?” Doc asks, and everyone nods.

While he does his thing, Van asks, “So, what did you name your sword?”

“You finally named him?” River asks, a smile on his face, since I only mentioned in the kitchen earlier that I wanted to name him.

“Yeah, he’s called Asael,” I reply with a grin.

“That’s an interesting name,” Raiden replies. “How did you come up with it?”

I shrug, “Pretty much the same way that I come up with names for everything. I cycle through a couple of seemingly random ones until one seems to fit.”

“You know that actually makes sense,” Griff says.

“You sound surprised,” I tease.

Griff smirks and shakes his head and pulls a phone out of his pocket, handing it to me. When I just look at him questioningly he explains.

“I found one of our old phones and had them change the number on the sim card to your new number. It’s an oldermodel, but it does everything that you need it to, and more importantly, it wasn’t drowned by you,” Griff explains.

I grin and take it, “Thank you, my big growly friend.”

“No worries,” he replies, turning away, but not before I see his pleased expression.

“We’re here,” Doc announces, although we actually arrived in the last part of our conversation.

“What do you think the chances are that Sully lets us play?” River asks.

I wince, “Honestly not that great. As I have mentioned before, it’s not just Sully and Ernie in the game, there are other high profile supes that play as well, and they won’t be keen on allowing outsiders in.”

River shrugs, “Yeah, I kind of get that actually.”

We make our way inside, bypassing the line and saying hello to the bouncers, who don’t pretend they don’t know me this time.

“Hey Neith,” Joey grins, “come to cause trouble?”

I smirk, “Would I do that?”

“Would I ask if you didn’t?” he fires back.

I chuckle as we move past him, “Touché, dude, touché.”

“Come and get me if shit hits the fan, I don’t want to miss out,” he adds.

“You got it,” I reply, as I wave and we walk further into the pub. The familiar smell that is very distinctly Sully’s place makes me smile.

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