The lost composer of London

Rocky Funk You Up

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"Ugh." Normally Joshua wasn't one to complain, but the tedium of sticking his head in portals for hours on end was getting to him. As it turned out, London was really boring compared to Shibuya. Everyone was dressed blandly, the music was dull, and the people had nothing to do in their lives except make mindless chit-chat. Even the weather was tired and gray. What Joshua would give to be able to play with that girl Larissa again and have a decent conversation.

Look in a portal, nothing, move on. Look in a portal, nothing, move on. Look in a portal, nothing, move on. Look in a portal, drown for a second, move on. Look in a portal, steal a
towel, move on. Look in a portal, see a guy with black wings eating a sub sandwich, move on.

Wait what?

Joshua looked back through the portal. Sure enough, right smack in front of his face were two big black wings sprouting out of a tank top and a very shocked looking tiny man with a sandwich hanging out of his jaw. Joshua's luck spread itself all over his face in a toothy grin.

"Helloooo," he sang. "Those are some very nice wings you have there." He started pulling himself out of the portal towards the Reaper, letting his arms dangle as he crawled over the countertop his portal had been hovering above. His eyes narrowed seductively at the Reaper. "Why don't you and I have a nice chat about a woman named Seras Victoria."

Rocky felt a cacophony of emotions at that moment, one of the primary ones being a sense of creepiness from the kid's stare. There was also confusion, annoyance, some lingering attraction to the cashier girl who was giving him a worried look, hunger, and finally understanding when he heard the name, Victoria.

"You're one of the foreigners working for Seras," Rocky said coldly, putting down his lunch. Joshua perceived his subtle switch from the Real Ground into the UG. Now they were in
private, which was perfect for him.

"Heh, sure. You can say that I guess." Joshua stepped out of the portal and floated over the counter. Rocky stood and hovered up to Joshua's level. Joshua noted the twitching pulsations in his wings, as though they were having muscle spasms. Odd.
"She erased my friend," Rocky hissed. Joshua smiled coolly: this would be easier than he'd anticipated.

Joshua leaned forward real close until his face was nearly touching Rocky's. He whispered something very quietly, just barely audible.
"Your friend was weak," he taunted him with a nasty sneer.
Suddenly Joshua's vision went black as something grabbed his face, and he felt Rocky throw several punches into his abdomen. Then before he could react Joshua was crashing into a wall and fell onto the sidewalk.

Across the street he could see Rocky, and realized why his wings looked so odd before: they weren't Reaper wings. His wings were obscured behind to two black appendages that looked like wings at first, but had now morphed into large muscular arms that were swaying behind his back. Something was squirming under Rocky's flesh, moving around his body just under the skin. Rocky himself was enraged, breathing a dense mist and curling his fists.
Joshua picked himself off the ground and pulled out his phone, smiling. "Don't you die on me," he said. "It's been ages since I've had a good fight with a Reaper."

Rocky kicked off the ground and charged at Joshua, his four fists clenched and ready. The black fists on his back clearly weren't bound neatly to his frame, because when Rocky punched right it was able to punch left despite the twist in his body, and Joshua got hit by it. Left open, Joshua took another pummeling until a fifth hand grabbed his leg and tossed him into the air like a rag. Rocky flew after him.