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The astonished waiter, moreso surprised than angry or troubled, picked himself up with the aid of Ki, brushed himself off, and silently picked up what he could from the wreckage. With his tray, he retrieved the porcelain pieces Ki attained and mopped up the spilled liquid with a white towel slung on his apron. Before he could even take her offered cash, however, a boisterous voice commanded Ki lower her hand and keep the change.

"Wahahaha! No need lass, I can take care of this. I'm rather sure my pockets can handle the bit of loss." From behind Ki and Mai, a tall, muscular, and dark figure approached, his crimson cape trailing behind like some sort of flagrant superhero. His lizard-like, eyeless face grinned merrily as he retrieved a small wad of cash from his pant's loose pockets. "More than enough to compensate!" he roared.

"I can see by the markers placed on y'all that you're the ones I need to meet, eh?" the champion flung a finger at some unseen object above their heads, likely placed there by Zade... Zane sometime ago. It was invisible to the three champions, but Reilcall was adamant in seeing them. "Where's the third?" he asked, scoping out the cafe with a hand held over his non-existent eyes. "Ah!" Beckoning for Mai and Ki to follow, he found his way to Marian's table, and plopping himself onto the fancy chair, nearly flipped the table with his crashing weight.

"Good, we're all here, yea? I'd love to get along. Got a TV series I'm missing, actually," slapping the table, he went on, "mission statement, blah blah, there's this guy. His name is Sprite. He wrecks stuff. We need you to find him and capture him, or kill him if that seems impossible. If he respawns at the hub, he'll be captured in an instant. 'Capiche? Now obviously, three pretty dope champions have failed getting him themselves, me included, so don't take him lightly." Reilcall (or at least, that who he presumably was) pulled out a small folder filled with documents and threw them onto the table, their contents sliding over to the seated champions.

"In there is what info we got on him. Use it as you like, cause it's all we got. Questions?" he darted his gaze between the three girls quite rapidly, as if conveying he expected them to have none, really.

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"Opposition?" The man considered for a moment as Vydia took the box into her keeping, "Not that I can think of. We've managed to keep pretty hidden thus far, so I doubt anyone in particular is looking for us, or [i]you[/i] for that matter now. Can't say sky pirates won't try to rob you blind, though," he winked playfully. A look of recollection overcame his face, and he rose a finger as if to raise a point.

"Ah! And that brings us to the next step." The man rolled up his sleeve to reveal a watch-like device around his wrist, which he quickly tapped on. One of the open windows meant for allowing sky ships in and out of the flight deck was suddenly covered up slightly with an immense shape. From invisibility to opaqueness, a large ship made itself apparent, quite obviously the transit they were destined to take. "Miss Helia will be your guide to Nihon. She'll be on board." As the man said as such, the back cargo bay door to the ship hissed open, lowering its ramparts onto the flight deck and beckoning the champions inside.

"If you've got any concerns, ask Miss Helia, as I will not be in contact with you. She'll still be just as informed, rest assured."