American Gods RP

"I wonder what Zaris is up to?" Mr. Wheeler asked with a small smile. "Knowing how tenacious he is, he's probably gathering power as we speak."

 

"And doubtlessly going about it the wrong way! Hopefully he will be busy annoying Jon."

Nikki then realised that Mr Wheeler probably didn't know about Jon. She wondered how he would react to this information. As long as he didn't actively hunt him, things would probably be ok. Though he wasn't the friendliest of gods, Jon was not nasty either, so she held no bad feelings for him.

 

''i found it the key of the book of the dead ^^ but ill put my plan on hold till tommarow, nikki ur lucky im a bad guy with priorities hmph enjoy ur date''

zeke then got on his bike then drove away........

 

'I will Zaris, I can sense you, and you could stop being the bad guy. Talk with me, I can help you not only survive, but thrive.'

Nikki wondered what Zaris had planned. She realised she was worrying about him and his safety. What was she doing? He obviously didn't care about her, or anyone else. She felt sorry for him; he must be lonely.

ooc: Why is Zeke on the motorbike? He's in the wrong game!

 

occ: sorry im playing 4 rps at once -_-

''im ok im just doing my job.......''

 

Mr. Wheeler could tell something was wrong from the look on Nikki's face. That and the fact that she hadn't spoken for a while. "Did something happen?" He asked curiously. He hoped it was nothing horrible. He wanted to at least eat before fighting again.

 

'Will you meet me tomorrow in peace? I only want to talk with you. I will neither trick you or attack you."

Nikki hoped Zaris would say yes. She wanted to see how he reallyfelt about the war.

 

''fine i will but dont bring that wheeler guy...........''

 

'I will come alone. You have my word.'

 

Mr. Wheeler sat back and took a sip of water. He was looking forward to his Lo mein. He was hungry. He didn't mind sitting in silence for a while. However, he wasn't looking forward to that gathering tommorrow. He hated Worldco gatherings...

And then the waiter came and brought the chow men and Kung pao chicken, and Mr. Wheeler forgot about everything else. he was hungry.

 

Nikki waited for Mr Wheeler to start first. He seemed so hungry. She ate only a little and offered that he try the Kung Pao chicken, taking only a little off the plate on the warmer. The poor man must be starving she thought.

"The food is very good. Are you enjoying it?"

 

Mr. Croup scooped some of the Lo Mein onto his plate. He took a fork full and put it into his mouth. It might have been the best mr. wheeler had ever tasted. Or maybe it was just thta he was hungry.

After swalowing, he said, "I always love chinese food. Try some of the Lo mein. It's great."

 

"Thank you. Try the Kung Pao, it's the best I've tasted."

Nikki took only a small amount of the Lo Mein. She could see Mr Wheeler had quite an appetite. She looked at him and felt she could trust him.

"My real name is Nyx" she whispered.

 

Mr. Wheeler was slightly surprised by this, but not much. After all, if Nikkie was an old god, she had to be somebody, after all. He simply scooped a small bit of kung pao chicken onto his plate. If Nikkie trusted him enough to reveal who she really was, he figured he should at least do her the service of telling her his name.

"I knew you were somebody", whispered Mr. Wheeler, after swallowing another fork ful of chow mein. "My name is Mobilus."

 

"I sensed that I could trust you. Sorry if I've put you in an awkward position. I felt that I should take the first step by giving you some information that would show you that I mean you no harm. It's the only thing that came to mind, Mr Wheeler. Do not fear, I will reveal your secret to no one. I am honoured that you have trusted me in the same way."

Nikki relaxed completely. Mobilus was a new god that she knew a little about, though by reputation only. This confirmed his link to cars. She ate slowly, allowing mr Wheeler to eat at his own pace.

 

Mr. Wheeler tried the Kung Pao chcken. He had to admit, it was pretty good.

"I won't tell anyone about you, either," Mr. Wheeler said as he twirled some chow mein on his fork. He looked her in the eye and smiled again. "I have to admit, you seem pretty trustworthy, too."

 

"To be honest, I'm tired of having to fight to survive, You do not know how relieved I am to meet a civilised god. I think this war can be better solved by peaceful means. I'm not fighting on any side at the moment, I'm trying to talk to gods who will listen. I'm what you call the black sheep of the old gods."

Nikki ate the Kung Pao with her chopsticks, delicately picking up the various parts and nibbling at them. She had a feeling that Mr Wheeler was very dependent on eating, and she wanted to make sure that he had eaten enough for his needs. She did not want him at a disadvantage should they be attacked. She was however fully prepared to defend them both. He seemed to need a constant flow of fuel, just like his cars.

 

"That seems to be the one thing you and i have in common," Mr. Wheeler said after swallowing some more Chow Mein. "We're both black sheep. I don't like to fight if i don't have to. It seems rare that any of the gods are even willing to try and talk. about peace"

 

Nikki smiled, and took some more Kung Pao. Mr Wheeler was just like her with respect to violence and she began to feel sympathy for Mr Wheeler. He was trapped in the same loop as her, not really fitting in with the others. She also realised that he was in great danger if the other new gods knew what he was doing. Zaris would not give her away, he seemed to find this amusing. She knew however he saw this as her business. Mr Wheeler was probably under orders from the other new gods, so should probably have tried to kill her. She might have to protect him from his own kind.

 

Mr. Wheeler thought about the implications of what he was doing. If they knew what he was doing, who knew what would happen. Mr. Wheeler answered his own question in his mind: nothing good. Oh, well. He didn't like the new gods very much anyway.

"Are your people as intolerant of communication with me as mine are with you?"