Track 07: Dirty Little Secret

[princeofjunes]

ACTION: THE RECORD STORE - ALL DAY - OPEN - TRUTHFIELD: LEVEL THREE

[It didn't take long for Yosuke to notice something horribly wrong earlier in the week. Rin was acting weird, the entire town was making unbelievable phone calls, and though people weren't dying as far as he knew, the town was messing with everyone again. Uneasy at both the

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[boostedfailure]

[See some guy digging through the records muttering to himself]

"...damn, loud stuff really is another 30 years away... Wonder if this is as stupid a plan as it seems..."

[princeofjunes]

[Go figure there had to be a customer now, but as much as he didn't want to say a word to the man, Yosuke still had his pride as an employee to maintain. After leaving the man alone for a few minutes, he wandered over]

Hey! I know most of the music sucks, but you need help with anything?

[boostedfailure]

"Got something really loud but ignorable so I can tune out all the stupid questions people ask about having worked with people that are about a thousand times better at everything than me and getting totally passed over for the spotli.... Ugh, did it again. Something loud."

[princeofjunes]

[Crap. And there it was - whatever trick the town was pulling this week. He meant to stay quiet, he meant to.]

There's not much, but I think there's a few rock songs we can find. They're the ones I usually put on when I try to forget that I flirt with everyone because I'm so lonely!

[And then he stops dead. Shit.]

[boostedfailure]

"At least you don't work with a bunch of smoking hotties who wear nothing but spandex and you're FAIRLY CERTAIN they may be lesbians and won't let you watch. Right... Rock...."

[princeofjunes]

Well, you got me there. Then again, I doubt I'd even notice hot lesbians in spandex between every self righteous ass in the town's dirty looks.

[What. What. NO. Stop that! He takes a deep breath and calms himself down]

Right, so. It's this Elvis guy. He's pretty good.

[boostedfailure]

"At least they don't laugh at you when you're tryin to do something to help them. Ok, yeah, sure, maybe I sold out a little with the cereal boxes but.... Right. Elvis, yeah, met the guy once. Fairly certain he's not an alien."

[princeofjunes]

Yeah, they can't ever know I did anything for them. Nobody'd believe me anyway.

[That one's not as bad as the others, so he lets it go]

Wait, you met Elvis? You're joking, right?

[boostedfailure]

"Yeah.. Story of my life too."

"Yeah, met Elvis, and a buncha other guys. You meet a lot of weird folk when you're patrolling the time lines. You really don't want that job..."

[Facepalm]

"Right... Look... Uh, can we not mention that last part, this town is making it hard to do anything under cover."

[princeofjunes]

I'm pretty sure we should just go ahead and not mention this whole conversation to anyone.

This town makes it hard to do anything. Except look at girls in bikinis you can never get. That part was easy.

[boostedfailure]

"Ah, you never know until you try with the girls part at least. And after the first hundred or so slappings you learn to bounce back with style."

[princeofjunes]

Did you honestly keep count of how many times you've been slapped?

[boostedfailure]

"No, but I hit on a LOT of girls in college."

[princeofjunes]

So what's your story, anyway? It sounds like you're a time traveller, right? I mean, I don't think Elvis and hot girls wearing spandex were big around the same time.

[boostedfailure]

"Yeah. I guess I am a time traveler. I used to sort of be a super hero like in the comics, but... I kinda sucked at it and got a reputation for being a joke so I got dragooned into this group that keeps other time travelers from screwing up things."

[princeofjunes]

So you're sort of like a time cop? Make sure no one screws things up and... I don't know... lets Alexander the Great have tanks or something?