Just outside Los Angeles, 2:35 PM
Epsilon sat on the freeway barrier, waiting. He had been waiting for a while, and so the excitement of a battle had dulled. He now leaned nonchalantly against the concrete half-wall, and stifled back a yawn.
It was pretty hot, outside L.A., but luckily for him, Eric dressed lightly in his usual wear-shorts, and a light hoodie. Cars whipped by at maximum speeds, blowing wind his way and cooling him down for a bit of time. Dust flew by, and leaves and garbage were thrown about. Birds flew by overhead. The place would look pretty nice if not for the huge stretch of road.
"Uh, Nero, you're making sure he's not sneaking up on me or anything, right?", Eric asked the sentient piece of alien technology out-loud. In his head, he received a response that, if you listened closely, you could hear in a garbled language.
No life-forms in immediate battle vicinity. Most advisible course of action would be to scout out, possibly firebomb the area
Eric flinched at the mentioning of blowing the whole area up. Sometimes Nero's coldness really showed. He settled down after a moment, and leaned back against the barrier.
"Nah, I think I'll just wait"
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