[B]Rift Hound - Maroni's[/B]

"I'm okay. I just can't really use my arm right now." Joshua replied, indicating to his dislocated shoulder. Looking up at Pariah, he simply nodded and began following the group to the VTOL. He knew he should probably seek some help for his arm, but right now he was just tired and sore. He was about to travel with the League, anyway. Surely they had a medical bay.

"A drink sounds amazing." he said, responding to Shifter, "I vote for tequila or stronger. I think this country has something called Everclear? That would work too."

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[B]E-Vyle - Outside Maroni's[/B]

"Looks like you weren't needed after all." E-Vyle commented to Joe Black. The entire situation seemed to have finally been resolved and an aircraft was landing to pick up the League members while the religious fanatic had returned only to be taken into League custody.
Jumping down and shifting back to his human form, E-Vyle approached Pariah, the man he'd observed to be organizing the League members from the rooftop during the start of the crisis, as he exited the restaurant.

"Mr. Pariah? Sorry to approach at a time like this, but I'm here to apply for the League."