The man in black set out across the desert, and the pursuit followed...and promptly tripped and fell.
"God...damn..." He stumbled groggily to his feet, gingerly touching his nose, it had been broken. That only added to the list of injuries he already had, a litany of bruises that went from his feet to his temple.
"Maybe following this guy is bad for me..." He muttered, when a floating piece of paper hit him right in the face, propelled by a freak gust of wind. Rage descended on him with the power of a thousand suns, and he punched the sidewalk in frustration. He felt the anger bleed out of him and...wait. Reverse. It did not actually help. The world was pain. He could barely see, his eyesight was blurry from anger and pain, but he groped wildly and found the paper, somewhat soggy with his blood.
"What the shit is this?" He said out aloud. He gave it a look. "Wait...what?"
He absently scratched a blood mark off the pamphlet. "Huh...might as well. Fuck the man in the black."
Quote:Q1 - What brings you to the Janitor position of our almighty temple. We will work you hard. What have you done to deserve sitting at the janitors console, and hold the almighty mop of cleaning?
A: I don't know what you're looking for, but have you ever had an employee who was dragged off the street and beaten till he...PISSED. BLOOD. And carried on after that?
Q2 - What makes you a superior janitor to everyone else?
See [PISSING BLOOD] above.
Q3 - Do you expect to gain anything besides being being able to wield "THE HOLY WINDEX"?
Eh, no. Not being dead would be nice.
Q4 - What responsibilities do you believe you'll have in the position. (Hint: Scaring away geese is 'not' one of these responsibilities)
As long as it's not herding fucking bees, I'll do whatever. I'm a determined man, son.
Q5 - Out of the pool of Mortals - Is there anyone else you think would be a more experienced janitor than you?
Probably. What is experience? A metaphysical thing that depends on arbitrary representations of time to determine the material worth of an individual as higher than another. I reject such plebeian notions. Try hiring a random idiot on a naval station, see where that gets you.