Yours Truly

"You know, I personally believe that alcohol is the cause of, and solution to, a decent amount of life's problems, but I personally wouldn't drink what Mar has just offered, Orken drinks have a tendency to cause health problems in other metahumans", Solomon turned to face the new comer and her lesser AI and said "So did you run out of time, or were you just broke?".

Solomon notes the vid actor's latest dramatic screed with amusement, who comes up with this guy's script anyway? Somebody should buy them a drink, "Oh boohoo, people die, isn't that what people do?"

"I would suggest time related magic, but I don't have any healing spells prepared so sorry, where the fuck do you keep grenades though?" Said Solomon as he continued staring at Kyle's platinum shotgun.

"Personally I think I'm going to leave you with all of the tasks, I have some contacts that I should, contact, how are you feeling by the way? The adrenaline should have worn off by now" said Solomon as he continued eating.

"Get booze, get drunk, get food, flirt with people, and try to go home and not die horribly, does that sound like a plan?" Solomon gives Kyle a single chocolate coin.

"Nevermind then, if that demon is an incubi, then you have done absolutely nothing wrong" Solomon takes out his potion bottle and offers it to Kyle, "I think this might act as a painkiller, would some chocolate help as well?".

"Like no seriously, getting shot and almost killing everyone is fine because we can always just have Alexandria backhand you through a wall, but that sort of language is uncalled fo- wait a minute did that kid say that he was an incubus earlier?"

Solomon places another copy of the book he had placed next to Kyle beside him, "I can tell you are pissed, but telling dick jokes to 10 year olds are not a very good thing to do".

Solomon lands the helicopter down next to Visrii and Kyle, "Guess who is fresh out of beer and is looking forward to getting some more back in the town?".

"Oh dear, I would have asked if you wanted to get some alcohol, but that was very rude of you young man, I think it would be wise if you applied a little more moderation to your usage of explosives and bullets on inanimate objects" Solomon flies away on his Helicopter like a dick.

"Phones are pointless when you have a spell that allows you to leave messages in people's minds, also stop shouting, you might re open that gut wound".

"You say interesting, I hear annoying and unnecessary" the rotors on the helicopter starts to spin "Eh, I ain't stopping you".

Solomon picks up the black rock and puts it in his pocket "Don't mind if I do".

"That sounds like a deal! But no seriously, let's uh, try not to throw it at bad dudes, we don't want to empower them now do we?", Solomon performs some pre flight checks, while eating pork rinds.

"Good point" Solomon takes out a chocolate coin wrapped in gold coated foil and hands it to Mar, "Not sure how this will affect you, but it's chocolate, and quite good, I thank you for your help sir Mar", he walks onto a helicopter made out of books "I want to go and check on the headcases".

"I think that would look good as a knife".

"Exactly, it was boring" Solomon ate some pork rinds again as he watched Mar ripped and tore into the book, "That is a very entertaining way to use magic", but as the liquid green 'mana' turned black he asked Mar "Wait, is it supposed to do that, wait no scratch that, it looks dangerous, how can we use this to cause grevious bodily harm to an enemy without harming ourselves?".

"I already read it once, it was your standard eldritch reader becomes insane thing, it was extremely boring, and also very gaudy".

Solomon finishes walking towards Mar and hands him a small book with a golden cover, it has no visible inscriptions on said cover, "This needs to be destroyed, every copy of it must never exist again, what can you do with it?".

"The moving castle we are in is heading back to the Hollow Bastion town, or at least I think it is, you might want to check on that guy with the gut wound", Solomon walks over to Mar "What are you doing?".

"I was talking to the devil next door" points at the small tailed child "But yeah Dual wielding pales in comparison to you know, just getting a bigger sword". Solomon continues eating some pork rinds while singing an odd seeming song.

(OOC: I am assuming that you talked to Solomon), Solomon looks at the man that had approached him, and his twin swords, and wordlessly handed him a book entitled "Why Dual wielding is inferior to other forms of sword fighting". "Oh of course you can't handle holy magic, it's sort of obvious why".

Solomon slides over his last bottle of beer to Theodore "Eh, I can always get more, hero discounts are quite neat", he nods at Mar "If that is a party, then this guy" points at Theodore "Is the DJ", Solomon takes the canteen from the young devil "Heh, of course you don't".

(The names, offices, and orders of all of the demons/spirits that King Solomon has ever summoned, and various other demonological and sorcerous items about the 72 demons). "To you Sir Mar, I have a question, earlier today I set off in a flying device in search of a certain man, a man who is said to have the biggest collection of alcoholic drinks this side of the wasteland, but I did not find him then, the question is, would you be willing to help me find him later?", Solomon takes out his water filled canteen and hands it to the boy "Drink, I do not know why anyone would want to play as a 10 year old boy, but I don't really care, as long as you set the correct people on fire", Solomon sits down on the floor and opens the book he always carries, while singing a certain song.

Solomon decides to start conversing with the newer team member, the first thing he did was hand a potion bottle and a bottle of beer to the driver, before slamming down a book near the man, if Kyle had bothered to read it's cover, he would see the words "The uncomfortably big book of not safe for children puns", he then walked over to Edmond and decided to give him a book meant to introduce a small child to the concept of magic, he then finished off by placing a copy of The Lesser Key Of Solomon beside the quite possibly delusional, if obviously magical in nature child, gods don't exist after all, just the chittering abominations on the other side. "Tell me, is anyone else not drunk enough for this?".