[b][center]Rendezvous Crash[/center][/b]

It wasn't a surprise for Andre when the locals started to jeer and insult them. In a sense, the people here perceived outsiders worse even compared to the people of Paggio, although that might expand only to Holders, Librarians Holders to be specific. Andre was content on walking with the few insults thrown his way while his teammates took the brunt of it. At least until a man bumped into him and started a string of insults in front of him. The rook reined his urge to retort back. It somewhat worked as he noticed someone rummaging through one of his pocket and picked his wallet. Before Andre could react further than turning his head towards the pickpocket, he only managed to take a glimpse of the culprit mingling with the crowd then the man insulting him suddenly stopped and went on his merry way. The theft didn't hurt his pocket too much as Andre had divided his money into his pockets and hid some in his shoes, they were in a bandit town after all, instead, it did hurt his pride as he only barely managed to realize about the theft and he didn't even manage to get a look at the thief! 

[b]Don't you think something's funny here?[/b] Shadow asked. [b]These guys are almost mechanical here, almost like they're going after something or someone's leading them.[/b]

Andre blinked over the thought but he wasn't able to think further as someone then decided it was a good idea to throw a bottle at the sole female in their group. While normally the bottle shouldn't do anything but annoy the Holder, it was apparent that her stress, if he can call it that, was bad enough that she immediately fell towards Ling En. Andre tsk-ed as he immediately summoned his crossbow, Bishop suddenly losing consciousness would be taken as a sign of weakness and the mob around them will interpret it as an invitation to attack. Their earlier taunting only did so much from hampering their progress to the rendezvous spot, but if they were to actively push back, it would be a needless effort and wasted time for the holders.

"BACK OFF!" Andre shouted, pointing the bow at the front most mob. Hopefully they'd take the warning and stop. If not, well, he might be able to try his splinter bolt now.