it wasn't every day that benny felt like being in a good mood. particularly in the past month where he had yes man, some weird ass alien-cat, and surviving the desert itself on his tail. benny was shocked that he had even gotten this far. surely expecting to be run out rather than... well, whatever had happened now. he had become a warlord for esklav, and it felt strange. he had never been trusted with that sort of power before, not even from his own old man.

there were a few nice faces that kept everything sane for him, though. cosette being one of them. a doll, really. benny felt a good irl like her shouldn't be in a place like this, but to hell if he'd want her to actually go. something about her just... clicked. it scared him sometimes, how comfortable he felt with her. it was strange...

then there was quill, who the fox was on his way to see. that guy looked like a partier, and to the damned deserts was he itching for a good one. benny poked his head into the caves that housed most of the dwellers. blue eyes flickering from crevice to shelf. "heyooo, quill? ben-man here, got somethin' for ya." on his back was saddled a little stereo with a few cassettes he picked up off some trading caravans that had passed by. some bro-time was in order.

[member=2078]QUILL H.[/member]

the male's voice sent him absolutely soaring. he couldn't help but grin when he saw quill approaching. he eased down to drop the boombox beside him, and carded through the cassettes he had discovered. he pushed a few to quill and discarded a few others that he didn't think were that interesting for the moment.

"m'kay, so. side a of this one is a mix of bon jovi, the clash, and a special add on of the final countdown by Europe. side b is paul mccartney, michael jackson, and an old favorite of mine; marvin gaye's get it on." he raised a metaphorical brow with a smug grin at quill, pushing the cassette into the stereo and skipping to the song. the opening riff was absolute music to his ears.