He is getting ready to go grab some things he needs that aren't food and drink. It's been a while since he has done this. So far in fact that he was still friends with Tubbo and he didn't have to sleep in a bag.
"We can make it so you can live without worry." The voices say a cryptic as ever.
"Don't feel like selling my soul today." He says leaving the tent.
"We are not the devil you half baked McDonald's hash brown!" The voices screech.
"At least y'all are getting clever now." He says walking to the tube line.
He grabs a book out of his snowflake bag that Revivbur got him. He writes down what the voices said. A little thing he decided to do since the voices say a lot of cryptic shit.
He gets into the train he puts the book back into his bag. He looks at the people in the train while he waits for the train to stop.
There isn't anyone that really catch his eye. When the train stops he rushes out. He goes up the stairs and sets his eye to try to find a good ally way to go into.
He spots a good one and slips into it. He lowers his head throwing on his jacket and mask. Even if this is the better part of L'manburg this is still the alleyways and L'manburg will never truly leave its roots.
He makes sure his bag is covered by his jacket. He weaves through the alleyways avoiding any he hears noises in. It's common fact that it's better not to look. Well at least in lower L'manburg it is.
He goes by a alley about to avoid it because of the noise until he sees a cape flutter about a building seemingly leaving. He looks over to see a boy with black and white hair with a huge cut down his chest bleeding green and red.
The blood drips down mixing into a brown color. He recognizes the person as Ender a well known anti-hero that is said to be part of the syndicate.
What's with him and finding the members of the syndicate hurt!
He runs over to Ender and immediately checks their pulse. It's burly there.
"Fuck." He whispers, placing his hands over the cut to start to heal them immediately.
He lets his energy engulf the wound, stitching it back together. He sees Ender twitch a bit.
"Good morning sleepyhead, I know you may be confused and probably have a concussion, but it's going to be fine Big man Tommyinnit has everything under control." He reassures them, giving them a big smile.
"What… happened?" Ender asks, looking around.
"Don't know big man only thing I seen was you lying here and a cape fluttering away. My best guess is you got beat by some bitch of a hero." He chuckles.
"Wait, who even are you?" Ender asks, finally realizing they don't know him.
"Don't worry, if the rumors are true then I'm your ally." He says, seeing Ender relax a bit at the statement.
"Then how come I've never meet you?" Ender questions.
"That's because I'm legally Dream's kid so if I did anything suspicious the first person it would be reported to is Dream so sadly I can't meet up with the good o' syndicate often."
He says, watching Ender's body language to see their shocked.
"Dream has a kid, since when! Ender gasps.
"Since he adopted a kid with absolute healing from East L'manburg orphanage." He says seeing Ender go through the shocked phase again.
"You have complete healing!" Ender screeches.
"Yah look. He says lifting his hands away so Ender can see that the cut is plenty much gone. The cut wasn't as deep as I expected so that's good."
"Thanks." Ender chirps out.
"Anytime big man!" He yells, putting his thumb up and pointing it to himself. So you remember why you were even in the alleyways to begin with?"
Ender pulls out his a book similar to his own. They flip through the pages till they stop on one.
"Ranboo go get the supplies for some fire resistance positions for our next fight with Blaze." Ender or what he guess real name is Ranboo murmurs.
"Big man not to be a party pooper but you just said that out loud." He says and Ranboo jumps.
"Oh XD please don't tell anyone my real name!" Ranboo stampers, jolting to his feet.
"Big man if I wanted to spread around your identity I would have taken off your mask and token a picture of your face when you were unconscious." He deadpans.
"Oh yah that's right." Ranboo says starting to feel dumb for being so scared.
"Well you go do whatever illegal shop you were planning to go to and I'll be heading to one of the legal ones. He trailed off. Oh and tell Blade to go oink himself." He added.
"I'll make sure to tell him some blonde healed me in a alleyway and told him to oink off." Ranboo mocked.
"Yah you do that!" He giggled.
He waves Ranboo good bye, running through the alleyways. He try's not to think of how the farther off from the main road he gets the more it smells of blood and various different illegal substances.
He stops at a familiar building. He decides his shopping can wait a little longer as he uses a trash bin to hop onto the fire escape. He runs up the stairs hoping onto the railing when he gets to the top pushing himself up with it to the roof of the building.
He walks to the left top corner from where he was. He sits looking at the grand tower in the distance. The hero tower. It brings back memories of when he used to be a healer for the tower.
Apollo was his hero name. It was given to him because he always brought joy to everyone around him and Apollo is a Greek god of healing.
He looks back on the times when he Drista and Sapnap would play pranks on the heroes that weren't ass holes or how he would help Timekeeper when his power would make him forget things and people.
He remembers when he and Tubbo were introduced to the heroes. 404 couldn't believe that he was a complete healer. Almost no one could believe that Tubbo was Schlatt's kid and would take over the hero organization when the man died.
Those memories are bittersweet now knowing that they most likely have forgotten about him by now. Though he has a feeling Timekeeper wants to eat a box of nails since he was always able to remember to go to him for help with memory.
Maybe one day Timekeeper will be able to forget about him to but a part of him doubt that will be any time soon.
Well enough procrastination he has big man stuff to do!