Home sweet Manhattan? [Active/Closed (ask)]

[theherotail]

Characters: Zidane, later joined by Sara and Vyers. Ask permission if you want to join as well :O
Content: Zidane finds himself back in Manhattan - no sweat! … except that the crabs are a lot different and he’s weaponless again. Dammit.
Location: An internet café around 46th and 7th.
Time of Day: Noonish.
Warnings: Crabs?

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[cannonwithagun]

Sara was quickly up out of her chair, and after grabbing a few things from her room, was off to find Vyers. She knew he was at one of the art museums, and she hoped the one that she was heading towards was the right one. She had to get him, then get to wherever Zidane was, and in a hurry.

Walking into the Museum of Modern Art, she stopped in the entryway for a second, then decided that the most direct approach was best at this moment. She'd forgive him later.

"VYERS!" She shouted at the top of her voice. "I NEED YOUR HELP!" She'd explain more if she happened to get his attention.

[dark_adonis_plz]

Vyers nearly fell out of the chair he was sitting in as he heard her shout. He had only come down for a brief moment, but apparently it had been the right time to do so. "D-do not shout so suddenly, mademoiselle!" he protested as he gathered himself again. Of course, he had no intentions of letting her know that she had startled him. "You are likely to wake someone up." He didn't think the vampire he shared the museum with was asleep at the moment, but it would do for now.

Clearing his throat, Vyers walked over quickly noting her expression of concern. "What has happened?"

[cannonwithagun]

"It's Zidane." She said, gripping the staff she was carrying for him in her hands. "He's back, and he's trapped by the new crabs. I need your help to get him out of there." Normally she wouldn't sound so pathetically needy, but at this point, her main worry was finding Zidane and getting him back to the hotel before he became crab food.

"Please."

[dark_adonis_plz]

Vyers's eyebrows shot up as he heard that, though it was quickly replaced by a rather smug expression. "Ah, see? What did I tell you? He came back, did he not? You had nothing to worry about. Well... nothing to worry about except that, but that should be a quick fix."

"But we shouldn't stand around here waiting. Let us go after him! I cannot stand to see a lovely couple separated for too long."