well this took long enough

[insourarmor]

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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Sanji was still getting used to the public transit system around the City, meaning he often found himself on the wrong routes or getting off at the wrong stops. He consoled himself by swearing that the maps were nigh-indecipherable and at least he wasn't Zoro just wandering lost in the middle of anywhere. He knew the streets, he just had to walk further to get to another transfer stop that would take him back to the MAC.

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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Ken arrived not too long after Fakir had sent the message a look of serious concern in his eyes as arrived on the scene outside of the warehouse wearing his blue winter sweater. Wormmon as always by his side. His black D-3 DigiVice tucked safely in his pocket.

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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Fakir barely took the time to even acknowledge Ken before his attention was stolen by some noisy idiot across the street.

"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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"Probably not," Sanji acknowledged as he crossed the street and blundered into their group. "I'm sure you've got a perfectly good reason to be toting a sword around in the middle of the night."

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..."