Perhaps it was the sun shining brightly in the spring sky. Perhaps it was the 3 days of constant smoking the ceremonial pipe. Perhaps it was being in Vegas and about as far away from the scent of VoxNeruda as you could possibly be. Perhaps it was something else, entirely intangible, but for the first time in a long time, Aurelain Mote, AKA Goldust felt as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders. The streets seemed quieter, the air fresher, the scent of bullshit was gone, and everything seemed right in the world.

Goldust went on his merry way, skipping through the streets, celebrating... life, and singing a song to himself. 

I don't know why
You think that you could hold me
When you can't get by by yourself
And I don't know who
Would ever wanna tear the seam of someone's dream
Baby, it's fine, you said that we should just be friends
Well, I came up with that line and I'm sure
That it's for the best
If you ever change your mind, don't hold your breath

'Cause you may not believe
That, baby, I'm relieved
When you said goodbye, my whole world shined

As he skipped through the streets, like a little golden butterfly, Goldust rained gifts on those he loved and admired. Money to some, a pinched bottom to others, and even credits to others. He didn't know why, couldn't comprehend why, but today he just felt like celebrating. Maybe it was that 950k he had found earlier, secreted away long ago by one of his relatives, so long ago he'd even forgotten it was there. So on he went, smiling and waving to folks, living large and in charge. As Gay a lark nesting in the heady first days of spring...Its the 30s people, Gay doesn't mean that yet... He waved at Connor_McManus, blew a kis to @Anne_Nicholle, and threw a bag of cash to Roberto_Carlos, well the poor guy looked like he needed it. And on he went, singing his little heart out, praising the day that would go down in History, the 17th April!

Hey hey hey
It's a beautiful day and I can't stop myself from smilin'
If we're drinkin', then I'm buyin'
And I know there's no denyin'
It's a beautiful day, the sun is up, the music's playin'
And even if it started rainin'
You won't hear this boy complainin'
'Cause I'm glad that you're the one who got away
It's a beautiful day

It's my turn to fly, so girls, get in line
'Cause I'm easy, no playin' this guy like a fool
But now I'm alright
You might've had me caged before, but not tonight

And you may not believe
That, baby, I'm relieved
This fire inside, it burns too bright
I don't wanna say "so long", I just wanna say "goodbye"

It's a beautiful day and I can't stop myself from smilin'
If we're drinkin', then I'm buyin'
And I know there's no denyin'
It's a beautiful day, the sun is up, and music's playin'
And even if it started rainin'
You won't hear this boy complainin'
'Cause I'm glad that you're the one who got away

'Cause if you ever think I'll take up
My time with thinkin' of our break-up
Then you've got another thing comin' your way
'Cause it's a beautiful day
Beautiful day
Oh, baby, any day that you're gone away
It's a beautiful day

SamAdams sees Goldust skipping along singing, for a reason not told but felt by all. Sam smiles and waves at the merry dancer, glad that the streets have finally been swept!

Sao was following Goldust through the streets. Keeping his eye on the peace pipe he coveted. Goldust had it dangling from his belt, and it looked pretty unprotected. He followed and watched as Goldie handed out the gifts, slightly jealous that he was receiving none, but then again his mission required stealth. That’s when Goldust began singing. The sound assaulted Sao physically and he began to feel weak. After a moment he lost consciousness and fell from the rooftop on which he was perched. Luckily for him someone hadn’t emptied their trash in quite some time and it cushioned his fall. As he regained consciousness he gathered himself and began walking away from the noise. 
 

“No wonder you turned to a life of crime...that singing voice is atrocious. Keep your day job...”

Sao quickened his pace. A precautionary measure in case Goldust started to sing again. 

Who do this treads work

Well said Stoutmonster have a pint of the black stuff on me.

Wondering what had brought this spark of joy to Goldust, the self proclaimed King of the Underscores had a quick look around the Streets. 

Ah I see now..... But please for the love of God and all things on this earth, don't sing again. Skip, be merry, have a drink or three, but please, please not the singing. 

Lol never too much if any ones to much thousands never is

Sao- my oldest and dearest friend... kind of. I'd like to say that you have always had my back, but I can't, you are a thieving, conniving, underhanded, double dealing, good for nothing, cut throat, back stabbing son of a gun, but I love ya anyway. so, with a flurish, i shall say no more of Aurelian Mote, and revert to my more recognisable visage, that of GOLDUST! 

Goldust takes off the blanket and gives it to Elodin, he'd have given it ordinarily to VoxNeruda but he wasn';t around, and the trashpanda Elodin would only end up stealing it from him any way. He took of the head dress, and tossed it in a nearby bin, the 'Golden eagle' feather merely that of a Seagull painted gold. Did you know that there is no such bird as a Seagull?  Sea Gulls are actually a group of seabirds of the family Laridae in the suborder Lari. They are most closely related to the terns (family Sternidae) and only distantly related to auks, skimmers, and more distantly to the waders, and refers to over 50 distinct species of Gull? Well now you do, don't say you never learn anything hanging with Goldust. Taking out the Ceremonial pipe from his waste band, he tossed it through the air, over and over it tumbled, glinting in the sun, until it reached Sao-'s gnarled and stunted fingers.

You've earned it Sao- you can suck on my pipe any time you want from here on it. I don't need to keep it in my hands any more.

SamAdams actually did know that about gulls, since he is a birder on the side of his Mob day job. If Goldust is a birder too, he'd better write to Sam!