Q and A with Lucien

[King Jeebus]

Being a freerunner, the second the chair fell through James hopped up onto his feet about a meter behind "And thus we hit the real issue" James pressed on,walking around the table; Notepad still in hand "You are unlikeable Lucien. Very likely to die alone i'd say" He made these notes aloud "Because there are very few people in this universe that would willingly be around someone who acts the way you do. Now why is it you truly refuse to be a nice person? And give me a real answer this time."

[Zero]

 Glaring now at James, Lucien willed the note-pad to burst into flames. He was getting sick of these questions and this guy was REALLY starting to get on his nerves. No matter, he would soon be done with this madness of the questioning. All he had to do was give a straight answer and so he began to think of what he would answer with. Rudeness would not get him very far with this person and so he closed his eyes and began to think. The answer to that question, well what would be satisfactory and at the same time not too revealing about him? He just did not like being diplomatic since his dad had been and look where it had landed him. Of course, why didn?t he think of that answer before?

"Well my dad tried being diplomatic with people and look where he ended up as a result..." said Lucien.

[King Jeebus]

The notepad however did not burst into flames due to the rooms surprisingly helpful abilities. James made some more notes "And yet" He mused, still making notes "Your Dad may not have gone about it the right way." He sat on the table, taking off his shades "Being a total ass won't get you far in life either, I hope you're aware. If not I do truly pity you. What would you say..." James began a serious question but decided on a different approach "Your dream vacation would be?"

[Zero]

Indeed, what would his dream vacation be? He assumed at first it would be a place he could go without having to kill the mercenaries, assassins and bounty hunters that leapt at the chance to get over 400 mill credits for him dead or alive. A place where the influence of Interpol could not extend or reach him seemed to fit, but it would also have to be a beach. One of the things on his to do list was to go to a beach after all and relax. Strangely, the notepad had not burst into flames as per his desire. Okay, something was off about that. The notepad should have burnt but it did not burn like he wanted. "As for my dream vacation, well I would think it would be a beach somewhere quiet. Somewhere without the presence of certain groups. " He was referring to Interpol, the Hand and any other annoying intelligence agencies.

[King Jeebus]

"There we go" James laughed "See? Not a douche answer." He wrote some final stuff on his notepad before noting "Yeah you can go then. Seeya."