"Aye, aye." he faded once more, appearing next to Derek and gathering up his books. "I wonder if I can fly, one day. I wish to see all of this world from above, not just the ground!"
With his books in his arms, he started to walk towards the greater part of the lawn, more than likely headed back to his apartment. "I have probably wasted enough of your time, today. With your work with the Agents, I would hate to take you away from that. Derek, you do so much good for this world. I hope you continue on such a path."
Giving Derek a wave, Dolemeck started to walk on his way. he only made it about one hundred feet before he was nailed in the head by a Frisbee and knocked down to the ground. He quickly started to gather up his books, when the owners of the Frisbee walked up and circled him.
"You should really watch where you are going!" came an angry tone of voice from one male, while the other tried to take one of Dolemeck's books from him.
"Look at this! It's some book on flowers! This guy's reading about flowers!"
"Please, give that back to me!" Dolemeck refused to show anger. Instead he was more distressed as his book was being tossed about from one jerk to the next. Without any real shadows to hop into, this made getting his book back a feeble task. "Give me back my book!"
The men appeared to mainly torment Dolemeck to get the attention of some of the girls passing by. There were giggles from them, and even mockery about how "dorky" he was.
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