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[fonfabrulous]

WHO: Luke, Jade, Asch, Guy.
WHAT: Auldrant natives reunite to share what, if anything, they've learned.
WHERE: The waiting room of an inn, fondly termed The 'Crimson Dragon.'
WHEN: Late in the evening.

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[not_about_logic]

Asch didn't want to come. Asch was busy. Asch wasn't coming, he didn't need them, and it was out of the question. No, no, NO.

Things were easier when he could just hear what was happening--eavesdrop over the stupid connection they had--when he didn't have to go and be with those people just to know what was going on.

He'd been up all night practicing: the same move, over and over again, until his hands cramped and his feet slipped and he was on the verge of collapsing and past that, until the sun rose, until his body failed him, and there was no answer. Nothing. Every muscle ached, every joint throbbed, and he wouldn't be in any shape to do anything--forget all those other useless idiots, now that he was the most useless of all!

But Asch wasn't going. He was staying where he was, he was going to try again, or he was going to do some investigating, or he...

...he was going to go.

[necroshmancer]

Jade pushed open the door to the Inn -it had indeed been quite conspicuous, what with the garish red dragon in front- and wondered for an instant what were the odds that Luke and Guy were actually there waiting for him.

Once he stepped in, he sighed in relief : after such a long uncomfortable journey crowned by hours sitting on a pier with a talking diary he was pleasantly surprised to see that at least one thing might actually go right. He made his way to Luke, looking a bit more rumpled than usual, a few stray strands of hair sticking out, his eyeglasses slightly askew.

"Well, well... wonders never cease!"

[guy_fears_women]

Guy threw himself into the Inn, passed the large groups of women. Seriously, where did they all come from? And why did they have to be everywhere Guy was trying to go?

Every since he had found himself a place to stay; he'd done just that: stayed there, not even going out to find Luke. He had the journal to play with, and it also helped him keep an eye on his red-headed charge, so he hadn't faced any problems... But now he was needed, and so he would come.

Catching his breath, and straighten his clothes, he made his way to Luke, offering a smile. "I see you haven't gotten yourself killed yet."

[fonfabrulous]

Luke smiled, even as he felt a frisson of irritation at the surprise in Jade's voice. "I told you I could stay in one place," he said, trying not to sound like an annoyed child, the way he so often did around the Colonel. Tear always told him not to take the bait, but he couldn't help it, and besides, by the time he realized he was being baited he'd already answered. That was the thing, he'd grown up, but he still had a hot temper.

Luckily, Guy had come in right after Jade, preventing Luke's ire from rising to the point where he'd start being ornery. They wouldn't get anywhere that way.

Luke lifted his hand in greeting, waving his friend over. "Guy! Guy, over here!"

[necroshmancer]

Jade made a beeline for Luke, readjusting his eyeglasses on the bridge of his nose, then stopped and gave the red-head a once-over. Four appendages, two eyes, a child-like pout on his face... it seemed that Luke hadn't managed to get himself into trouble... yet.

He pulled up a chair and sat down heavily, gesturing for the Innkeeper. "My old bones just aren't meant to undertake such lengthy travels at sea anymore!"

[not_about_logic]

Asch could see them just inside the inn--grouped together so naturally, without even thinking twice about it.

He shouldn't have come here; why did he come here? He wanted to do something--kick the side of the building, beat his hand against the window, even storm off, just to show them. He didn't need them, just like they didn't need him.

But. But. Something held him in place, standing outside. So long as they didn't see him there, watching--maybe he could make out what they were saying.

[necroshmancer]

A head poked out from the Inn door, framed with disheveled brownish-blond hair. "Are you coming in or will I have to encase you in a block of ice and drag you in myself?", Jade's glasses slid to the tip of his nose and he pushed them back up before continuing, "And then I'd have to thaw you with a blast of fire, and that just can't be a pleasant experience..."

[not_about_logic]

Hah. "You can't. And we both know it, necromancer!" But his cover was blown. "I--I was just coming in," he snapped, voice raw, shoving past Jade and stepping inside, where it was bright, where he wasn't looking at Luke and Guy.

He didn't want to be here.

[necroshmancer]

Jade shoved his hands in his pockets and followed Asch in, a satisfied smirk on his features. "Look who I found skulking around the Inn?"