Characters: Diego Armando, Kang, VERY VERY OPEN.
Content: The cooler heads of Manhattan get together for a discussion at Madison Square Garden.
Location: ... Madison Square Garden.
Time of day: The evening after the disappearances.
Warnings: None.
NOTES: This will be a party-style thread. If your character has any interest in discussing the
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The new clothes that Miwako had provided him with were much more comfortable than what he'd originally had, not to mention warmer, and much less ridiculous. Diego had said that he'd be in Madison Square Garden, and that's where Kang headed with purposeful strides, approaching the table when he got there, "Are you Diego?"
Kang had gone into commander!mode.
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He frowned slightly, "Magic-users can be found everywhere on Krynn, and it's strange hearing of places where it doesn't exist. I stopped practicing years ago, and thought wrongly, for one of those years, that it had disappeared completely, and it... tore at me." This Diego fellow wasn't so bad, and Kang felt safe admitting that much, though the subject was still a little bit painful.
"Ah. A spokesperson of a sort. I can see how that would make the mole accusations upset you."
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This Kang was a good guy. For a lizard dragon man thing. Perhaps Diego would work out a way to ask him politely later, just precisely what he was. "I will admit. There's another reason as well, for both my distaste at the accusations and my involvement in the current circumstances. You could say I'm... quite close to Ms. Fey."
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He paused, idly scratching at the scars on his right hand, "Is she... your mate? Perhaps a close relative?"
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"That's... quite a bit more," he agreed, picking up his coffee cup again and draining it dry. He went to refill it once again, closing his eyes beneath his visor. "Good luck with that."
Diego had a few delicate sips of his new cup of coffee. Godot #31, a mild and comforting blend for the times when your own heart provided more than enough bitterness for the rest of you. "Is there anything else you'd like to know?"
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"Yes, actually. I've seen posts on the network about this 'Birdman' and... Parano. Who in the Abyss are the creepy bastards?"
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He cleared his throat. "There was a boy nearly killed and savagely beaten several months ago, along with a whole group of others that nearly died-- and the Birdman was rumored to be the one behind it. It somehow got blown off as rumors. Even a place like this has its secrets, and more than its fair share of demons."
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"There wasn't an investigation into it? That seems a little strange."
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He had a sip of coffee. "That's not to say it's excusable, and not to say people haven't been doing their part. I understand some people have organized patrols. Ms. Brea put together a police station and assembled officers. The supply center is run only by the grace of volunteers. Some people perform under pressure. Others crumble. Suffice to say," he paused, and his smirk faded away into more of a scowl. "More than a few criminals walk unpunished here."
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"Survival is made far more easy when there are rules and regulations in place," the bozak mused. "Once we find this Brea, I think I will have to meet with her."
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