Shade slowly continued walking in the random direction he had choosen before, hoping to God that his mind remembered the path he was taking....but he may not have to with all the noise and destruction he was causing so far.

*Someone is bound to hear you at this rate. I would advise finding a place soon, and out of the way too.*

(I would, but I'm currently trying to DRAG MY FEET AFTER ALMOST 18 HOURS WITHOUT SLEEP!)

**Geez bro, ya need tah calm the fuck down. Jus' relax, i' ain't like ya likely to come across no one at this rate.**

(Please, Tempt Fate more. I beg of you to!)

*Now now, there's no need to beg. We're more than happy to make your life a Living Hell still.*

**Agreed!**

(Oh fuck my life. We're gunna get into a fight like this soon....)

As Shade had his mental argument/conversation with his other parts, he soon started hearing voices nearby, and started smelling smoke. A lot of smoke. The amount of smoke one would make from a campfire.

(Well, we definitely found people. Good job assholes.)

**Heh, All in a fien dayz work bro!**

*It was only innevitable.*

Shade leaned on one of the trees next to him, and stepped on a falled branch. It made quite the racket. He'd probably have company soon then.

And company in this city was never a good thing for Shade.