this can't be good.

[wheresmysword]

"Loquasto, Bruce, go search for any sign of Dongalor. I'll take care of this."

On the last sentence, the young man, dressed in rough warrior's garb and looking rather scruffy, reaches over his shoulder for the hilt of the sword his father crafted and closes it on empty air. After groping around for a few moments, he turns around. "Dammit - all

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[lara_2_guns]

Definitely the perfect timing for Lara to step out of the shadows - she's as you would imagine, in shorts, thigh holsters and tank top.

"Well, that's something you don't see everyday," she grumbles to herself.

"Let me guess. This is not where you're expecting to be," she says sedately.

This is getting old.

[wheresmysword]

"Anek-" He stops before embarrassing himself too much more and tries to pull himself together and look like a resistance leader rather than a resistance idiot. "--well. Not exactly. Have you seen a sword anywhere, maybe, about yea long?"

Not quite hopeful, but it's a near thing.

[lara_2_guns]

She eyebrows a bit at the question, and shakes her head. "No swords or any artifacts of any kind around, to my knowledge, and I've had a lot of time to burn lately."

[wheresmysword]

"Well, shit! Where did I leave it?" He grimaces, rubbing his neck. "Great. Just great. Every time."

[yoda_green_nuts]

"Aneka, here, is not, proud fighter," says the sedate little green man with long and hairy ears in the seat behind him.

T: THIS is why I adopted him in the first place. Enjoy.

[wheresmysword]

He wheels around and almost completely misses Yoda, looking on the wrong level. "What, who's-" Looks down and can't help but stare a little. Okay, so his companions are motley, and there was the biclops the other week. But that's just.

"...hello?" He wishes the General had taught him something about these kind of situations.

[yoda_green_nuts]

"Just arrived at the Hotel, you are," Yoda points out unhelpfully. "Yoda, I am. And your name, will you tell?"

[wheresmysword]

"...Krod," he says, "Krod Mandoon," and then takes a moment to think about that. "No! Wait. That's not my real name, actually - I am so bad at this!"

[goddamnbat]

Bruce blinks a little at the newest arrival, then puts on his best befuddled playboy look. "Um. Hi? I'm afraid I don't know who Dongalor is, sorry." He hopes he looks appropriately sheepish, anyway.

[wheresmysword]

Of course, Krod himself looks a little sheepish, too. But mostly confused. "...don't know who Dongalor is? Everyone knows who Dongalor is."

The gravity of his situation hasn't entirely hit him yet.