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"Ha! Why am I not surprised that you died a hero," Zell said with a grin.  His respect for James rocketed up.  "You're an inspiration, my mate.  No joke."  He nudged James with an elbow and nodded with approval to show he was serious.  At this point he noticed just how uncomfortable his friend was feeling, talking about his death, and Zell realised that not everyone could (or wanted to) repress their emotions and be so nonchalant about serious topics like the Englishman. "And here I just got flattened by a bus.  But anyway..."

[color=df73ff]"So what do you want to do at the Guild"[/color]

"We'll see where the night takes us," he strained as he stretched his arms up, then interlocked his fingers behind his head.  "I imagine it won't be boring.  Barrels of beer and bottles of liquor, plus a bunch of lads and ladies all with superpowers?  Tons of potential for a memorable evening, don't ye think?"

When MacKensie took a rain check on their visit, Zell saluted her and Adam.  "Alright guys, catch ye later." Then he turned to James.  "Looks like it's just me and you then."

[color=df73ff]"Well, feel free to lead the way"[/color]

...

Zell had a little look at some of the clothes and gear on display in the tailor's shop while James got his shawl.  When he went over to his friend, he folded his arms and leaned on the counter.  "Eh, how about Barracker's armour: Pretty fucking cool, if you ask me.  He looks like a right badass in it."  The vampire certainly had the best-looking gear out of all them, taking Fenna's spot, who was previously 1st place.  "I wouldn't mind getting a hood sewn onto my armour.  I'll pass on the face mask though.  A little claustrophobic for my tastes."

When James was done, the next stop was across the city to the Guildhouse.