WHO: Duck, Fakir, Sanji, Rue, Mytho, Goliath, Maleficent, and, uh... oh, tag yourselves in, you buggers. You know who you are.
WHERE: the haunted/spider-and-bird-infested warehouse
WHEN: RIGHT NOW! *chord*
WARNINGS: giant... spiders? I DON'T KNOW.
SUMMARY: Fakir, Ken, and Duck go to save Mytho, are interrupted and joined by Sanji, and go fight big
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With his hands tucked deep in the pockets of his new wool peacoat and a cigarette dangling from his lips, he walked at a good clip up an unusually darkened street. He was tired from working at the club and just wanted to go put his feet up, but something arrested his attention en route. Youngsters traveling in a pack weren't all that unusual, but Sanji had been in this world long enough to gather that carrying swords was out of the ordinary. They were about to cross his path, so he called out, "Oi. What do you kids think you're doing?"
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He nodded his head offering a polite smile to Fakir as he arrived on the scene. "It's good to see you Fakir. I assume we have a plan?"
Ken paused for a moment before turning his head to acknowledge the swordsman for a moment giving him an odd look look and a shrug. He turned to Sanji saying nothing for a moment, his blue eyes focusing as he tried to figure out what the man was up to.
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"It's none of your concern," he said bluntly, turning back to Ken. "The closest thing I could get to a plan, considering the circumstances."
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His visible eye wandered to Duck, and his lips scowled around the cigarette as he wondered what a young girl was doing with this bunch on top of everything. Then it turned back to regard Fakir. "Don't I know you from somewhere? The communicator thing, I think..."
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He then turned to Duck giving her a polite bow to great her as he ignored Sanji for the moment.
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With a deftness that is belied by his bulk, Goliath lands near the gathering, standing to his large and looming full height.
"Fakir," comes the terse greeting.
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Any other verbal backlash that had been in the works was wiped out of Fakir's mind when Goliath abruptly landed amongst them. He would never get used to that, and didn't even try to hide the fact that he'd jumped. He nodded a greeting of his own. "You're not late."
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"Goliath." He said in a polite greeting, remembering him from the last encounter with the Raven Prince. "It's nice to have your help."
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At least he recovered quickly. "All right, know I know you people are up to something," he snapped at Fakir. "Are you dragging this cute little girl into a battle?"
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"This is where you believe a powerful mage is holding your friend," he says with a small note of skepticism.
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"I'm as surprised as you are," he said, sounding just as unimpressed. "But appearances can be deceiving, and disguising her fortress would be a good idea in this city."
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"Considering what we are going up against, maybe we should accept some help... if he thinks he's up for it." He said turning towards Sanji. Wormmon was still looking on Goliath with a somewhat nervous respect.
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He thrust his chest out importantly. "At least allow me to protect your companion," he sniffed, his chivalry showing a bit obviously. "And if you're rushing in to rescue a captive princess, well - then I'm definitely your man!"
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He looks to Fakir, in case he has any corrections to offer, or new information to reveal.
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