When the man walked into the next interview room, he blinked at what he was seeing. He saw an awkward looking man with sandy blonde hair attempting to do a handstand against the opposite wall. His face was facing away from the man, so he couldn't see him entering the room.
He seemed to be having trouble staying in one place and was more walking on his hands than balancing on them.
"How the hell do people do this?" He walked on his hands a moment longer before eventually falling over, one of his legs hitting the metal table and the other sending the chair across the room.
The cloaked man watched in surprised awe at the strength this man had.
Goldie groaned where he was lying for a moment, simply trying to comprehend what the hell just happened and saw he was no longer alone in the room. When he noticed the man he yelled. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" he exclaimed as he zipped to his feet. He grabbed a hold of the chair and slammed it onto the other side of the table and eventually picked the table up. Goldie started smashing it against the wall in an attempt to get rid of the dint his leg had made when he slammed into it.
The whole time he wasn't even looking at the table, he was just smiling to the man. "I'm so terribly sorry, sometimes when I'm bored I do the most silly of things," he confessed as he eventually stopped assaulting the table and put it back down. It didn't look just as new, on the contrary it had several more dints in it than before.
This knowledge made Goldie yell out in defeat and thud his head against the table while calling himself an idiot.
The man looked at Goldie a little oddly. "Umm... not a problem?" the man was truly lost for words as the blonde man sat up.
The man looked at the table and attempted to pick it up with one of his hands to see how heavy it was, but he could hardly move the table a millimetre, let alone slam it into a wall.
Goldie noticed the man attempting to move the table. "Do you need help there?" he asked as he picked up the table with his hand. He looked underneath it, expecting the man to maybe have dropped something or perhaps his coat was caught underneath the table leg. But this wasn't the case, and the man looked at Goldie in somewhat shock.
Goldie saw the expression and slowly put the table down. "I'm sorry if I scare you," he said straight away, he was flushing and rubbing the back of his head awkwardly. "My sister calls me a dog sometimes. I look cuddly at times but when I get carried away I can get quite scary."
The man raised a hand up to Goldie, "it's quite alright. I'm just here to conduct an interview with you that is all. There's no need for you to be nervous so long as you speak truthfully." He took the mic out and faced it at Goldie as he set up the rest of the recording box. "Please speak clearly into the mic for me, alright?"
Goldie looked to man and was almost glaring at him, mainly trying to remember some sort of detail of the man before it disappeared. Goldie had been described in the past as letting details fly over his head, but this was ridiculous.
He couldn't even describe the man in front of him!
"Shall we begin?" The man seemed to smile and readjusted the mic against him.
Goldie stared at the mic for a few moments and nodded. "Yep, alrighty."
"Okay. Tell me your name."
"My name? Like my whole name?"
"That would be best," the man informed.
Goldie pulled at his collar, "is it bad if I told you I don't know?"
The man chuckled and shook his head, "No. Not at all."
Goldie seemed to heave a sigh of relief, "Okay, good. My name is Goldie, you know, like the colour. Well maybe not exactly like the colour because the only thing on me that's even remotely gold would be my hair, but I guess there's that weird Golden Rule reference Kimberly uses on me, but I still don't actually know what that means."
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Tales of the Travellers
Fantastik"How did you come to the Travellers? Ringleaders pick their agents themselves, so what happened for the demons to pick you to be his first agent?" The man asked. "So... what was your story? Why did your Ringleader come after you?" * Kimberly the ha...
