Trooper Station, Thursday

[fjordicswagger]

Okay. This whole thing - whatever the whole thing was - was starting to be a pain in the ass. So the moment Tamsin found out those kids in the library had figured out who was behind this... well, she had a couple of wanted posters drawn up and distributed.

As a final touch, she'd nailed one to the front of the station, underneath the words FIND

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[psychoticbiotic]

"So, you got any idea where to find that jerk?" Jack asked, swaggering in in a way that was rather impressive for a relatively petite woman. "'Cause I'm glad we've figured out which ass-kicking to start with."

She'd had a throwdown with a mummy on her way to the trooper station. She was in no mood for any of this.

[fjordicswagger]

"He was last seen running around the new side of the island," Tamsin said with a casual shrug. "But there are troopers by the causeway and they haven't seen crap, so he's either swimming or he's still on the island."

[psychoticbiotic]

"Doesn't really narrow things down," Jack said unhappily. "Lots of empty buildings in the warehouse district, too. He could be holed up in one of them."

[fjordicswagger]

"On the upside, we seem to be losing abandoned warehouses to..." Tamsin held up a sheet of paper. "...Lava streams."

She shrugged. "Could try the woods, too. That's where all the library brats keep heading."

[makemyownway]

"How can I help?" Cade asked, wiping harpy blood off of his lightsaber hilt as he walked in.

That one had gotten nasty.

[fjordicswagger]

Tamsin jabbed one thumb towards one of the wanted posters. "Head out into the new side of the island and kick his skull in?" she offered.

[makemyownway]

"Oooh," Cade said. "Aggressive negotiations! Count me in."

[fjordicswagger]

"How about you and miss Tattoos Down To Her Pants wait up here," Tamsin suggested oh-so-sweetly. "I'm sure more do-gooders are going to burst in here real soon."

[nookiepowered]

Since to all accounts they were looking for a person behind all this, Bo had left the heavy artillery at home today. Which meant she only had a bow, a sword, and three strategically-hidden knives when she walked in.

Also a flying piranha caught in her hair. "Mother pusbucket, will you just die already?" She shook it out onto the nearest counter and jammed the hilt of her sword down on its head.

[fjordicswagger]

"Close the screen door behind your ass," Tamsin hollered from the desk.

Stupid piranhas kept falling into the office.

[nookiepowered]

"Good morning to you too, sunshine!" Bo flicked the really most sincerely dead piranha off the counter, kicked it out said screen door, then closed it as requested. "There. Ass inside, fish outside. Happy?"

[fjordicswagger]

"I'm barfing up sunshine," Tamsin said, kicking a chair forwards so Bo could sit on it. Or something.

[imnotgoodatnice]

Aeryn couldn't read the signs, but she did recognize what a primitive wanted sign here might look like, and that was enough to get her in there.

"What needs to be done?" she asked, because someone here must have a better idea than 'wander around and kill things,' right? (Though Aeryn was fine wandering around and killing things.)

[fjordicswagger]

"You can either find that guy," Tamsin said, jabbing her thumb in the direction of a wanted poster, "...or you can do me a favor and get rid of the dinosaurs which are allegedly terrorizing Apocalypse Ave. They keep calling me."

[imnotgoodatnice]

"Which ones are the dinosaurs?" checked the new girl. She'd figure it out once she got there but she wanted to be prepared weapon-wise.

[fjordicswagger]

"Really large. Big teeth. Tiny hands," Tamsin shared. "And less furry than the bears. Which..." She glanced up at the board, "Oh, look. Bears broke into the butcher shop. So you can kind of take your pick."

[wolfinthehood]

Red saw the notice as she was passing by on her way to, well, fight anything that wanted a fight. Ducking into the station naturally followed.

"This is the man responsible for our difficulties?" she asked, pointing to the nearest poster.