[IC] The Room

[Sgt Vandingo]

*Zeta smiles at Jillian again, her cheeks still a rosy pink as she thinks about Eustace.*
Zeta: He's a good shot, I'll tell you that. And yeah... the crush is a bit of a bad thing... but I think you'll see it when you meet him...
*She then smiles back at Xan and nods vigorously, trying to hurry the process of wood-carrying a fair bit cause it's taking them too long.*
Zeta: I'll sleep once I finish repairing the damage I've done. Promise.
*She's carrying a bit more than half a dozen wooden boards she cut, and starts heading back to the room, while her spear balances two on its shaft like the badass spear it is.*

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*Eustace sinply orders a drink to go, pays with a semi-large pile of small golden coins, then stands up and follows after the group, tailing them, but making no effort to be smeaky. He loads his rifle as he goes along, finding specific bullets instead of a magazine full of them, and putting them all in separately and in a specific order.*

[Vulkan 707]

*Jillian has a slight smile, and nods.*
Jillian: So I will.
*She walks along, and offers to help but guessing she gets denied from Zeta and her spear.*

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Sasha: I guess it won't?
*She also frowns, and then sighs.*
Sasha: I don't know, I don't really know anyone who lives here.
*She seems on edge, not cause of Taboo, but cause of her helplessness and the looming singularity storm overhead.*
Sasha: Ask anyone but me, I guess.

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*Gordon chuckles at the spoon ears comment, and watches the fight with slight annoyance.*
Gordon: Well... elves were kinda a myth from where I am from, though they were slightly different in appearance. I'm guessing your race is hated then? Interesting...

[Overlord Thraka]

*Tiaz roars in rage as his shadow-roots are burned*
Tiaz: Your skull will join my collection!
*He drains another tree, but this time uses the energy more directly, shooting a bolt of pure death-energy at Finnick. If it hits, it would physically drain him immensely, exhausting him as it feeds on his lifeforce.*
*Tiaz slams his staff into the ground again and a black circle spreads around him, the circle is the plantlife beneath him being drained of life and turning black and shriveled. An unlucky mouse is caught in the circle and within seconds shrivels to a withered corpse, looking like a creature long dead*

*Xan transforms and lifts any remaining wood that Zeta cut. All in all she can carry about 200 pounds*
Xan: Yes! You rest! You still plenty hurt!
*Her Jaguar face is much fiercer than her human one, and she fixes Zeta with a stern glare*
Xan: You are needing to rest! Not even sleep, but lie still and heal! I tell you many times and you not listen!

*Taboo frowns and turns to look at the now empty bar*
Taboo:...They have gone. Where did they go?

[2BlackJack1]

*A ward flashes up to absorb the energy heading towards Finnick, albeit being destroyed by the hit*
Finnick: Give me my staff back and we'll call it even. Even get you some Lyrium dust to have, if you want. It's my final offer.
*Finnick draws a small knife, and slices his palm open calmly*
Finnick: Or I get the Fade to make an appearance. Not sure we want that headache right now.

*The Elf shrugs*
Elf: By some. I was more hated when I fled the Chantry with Finnick.
*She tries to ignore the fight, and isn't worried for Finnick's sake as she's sure of his capabilities*
Elf: What are you looking for? And who is John?
*Her tone is patient and seemingly genuinely inquisitive, without a hint of her demanding an answer*

[Overlord Thraka]

*Tiaz considers Finnick's offer. He has no idea what Lyrium dust is, and that interests him. He takes a few more moments to somewhat calm down before snarling in anger*
Tiaz:...Fine.
*He hurls the staff at Finnick's feet, even as he practically glows with death-force*
Tiaz: The dust, then you leave my lands. Forever.
*Even though he hasn't exactly had the upper hand in this fight, he's ready to continue it at a moments notice should Finnick defy him*

[2BlackJack1]

*Finnick chuckles as he floats his staff into his hands*
Finnick: Oookayyy, I'll be leaving after that.
*He rolls his eyes as he tosses Tiaz a pouch filled with a blue dust, which glows of its own accord. If Tiaz were to touch it with bare skin, he'd feel slightly ill as he wouldn't have an immunity to the substance's effects*
Finnick: Don't take it all at once. Even for a big guy like you, you'll probably be dead in an hour. This shit connects you to the Fade, so have fun while it lasts!
*He smirks as he looks at his elf companion*
Finnick: See? I can be easy going. Not that I need to prove it to you, after that caravan incident.

*The elf just rolls her eyes, though she's glad the fight is over*

[Vulkan 707]

*Sasha sighs.*
Sasha: They went off to deal with the storm, and make it go away.
*She sits back, and closes her eyes. Not really sleeping, just keeping her eyes closed.*

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*Gordon sighs.*
Gordon: Oh it's nothing, just something... stolen from me, and then he stole it from the ones who stole it from me. So I'm just making sure it goes to it's rightful owner. Which is me.
*Frowns at Finnick.*
Gordon: Oh wonderful. Glad to see you finished your little chat with Lion-O.

[2BlackJack1]

*Finnick smirks at Gordon*
Finnick: Sure did! And I didn't have to stain my robe, that would've been a travesty. On continental proportions, I might add.
*He looks back at the elf*
Finnick: Ready to go? I'm hungrier than a Fennec in a desert. Unless Gordy here needs something? I get the feeling that the cat doesn't like me.

[Sgt Vandingo]

*Zeta sighs, and relinquishes her load of wood to Xan after a couple seconds thinking and rrying not to be scared.*
Zeta: Well I'll rest once the holes are patched...
*She turns to shrug at Jillian, and notices her small smile, which she responds to with a bigger smile.*
Zeta: Don't worry, he's a hottie.
*She the looks back at Xan and tries not staring at herface, cause she pretty scared of the giant kitty.*

[Vulkan 707]

*Jillian has raises a eyebrow, and keeps her smile.*
Jillian: The only thing I am worried about is if he plans to kill us or not.

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*Gordon sighs, and nods.*
Gordon: Yes I guess we should be doing that though I still have some question.
*He looks over at Tiaz.*
Gordon: So Lion-O how long have you owned these 'lands.'

[Overlord Thraka]

*Xan hefts the extra weight without complaint and keeps walking.*

*Tiaz growls at everyone, tucking the baggie away in his robe before looking at Gordon*
Tiaz: 3-4 moon cycles. Why does it matter to you human?
*His look darkens considerably*
Tiaz: And my name is not Lion-O! I am Tiaz!

*Taboo frowns and gets up*
Taboo: I will leave you. Good day.
*She walks off to find someone else to question*

[Sgt Vandingo]

*Zeta smiles at Jillian, and nods*
Zeta: He probably will at first. But don't hold that to him, pretty sure he won't succeed.
*She smiles again, then speeds up to catch up with Xan*
Zeta: You know you don't have to help me so much.

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*Eustace eventually speeds up to start walking at the front of the group, and doesn't even look over his shoulder.*
Eustace: Camp is close. Follow me.
*He veers off slightly in another direction, which is towards the camp like he said.*

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*Vaseraga hasn't stopped pacing, nor has he eaten since Eustace left.*
Vaseraga: His reconnaissance is taking too long. Look for him.
*Beatrix sighs loudly, and stands up with a frowny face.*
Beatrix: "Beatrix do this", "Beatrix do that"... you need to start pulling your weight Spiky.
Vaseraga: Shut your mouth girl. Get going.
*Beatrix humphs again, then starts conveniently walking towards Eustace.*

[2BlackJack1]

*Lecter follows after Eustace, still keeping an eye out for threats*
Lecter: How many of you are there?

*Finnick yawns as he pulls a root out of one of his pockets, and he starts chewing on it*
Finnick: Three whole moon cycles. Impressive that a cursed one even got that far. Normally a demon or Templars would've taken care of that by now. Guess they're slacking.
*He can't help but smirking, like usual*
Finnick: Doesn't help that I put four more of them in the ground.

[Vulkan 707]

*Jillian nods back.*
Jillian: As you say.
*She keeps walking along, ignoring the other two's conversation, and focusing on keeping guard.*

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*Gordon sighs with boredom, and checks his tablet one last time.*
Gordon: Sure Lion-O, and with that I think I will take my leave. I'm sure I'll be seeing you all very soon.
*He walks a few paces from the group, waves, and then suddenly he implodes. All that is left is a pile of ooze, which quickly begins to disintegrates.*

[2BlackJack1]

*Finnick laughs as Gordon implodes, and he rolls his shoulders*
Finnick: Alright, I'd say it's time we take our leave. Enjoy the Lyrium, neighbor!
*He laughs as he walks away, with the Elf following at his side*
Elf: Where to next?
Finnick: Somewhere with more Lyrium! Or a tavern. I could go for grilled food.

[Sgt Vandingo]

Eustace: Three. Myself included. All as able as the other in our respective specialties.
*As he says this, a woman dressed in armour very similar to Zeta's, only a dark blue with jet black trims, lands in front of the group from a tree.*
Girl: His specialty is being a blank faced asshole who never misses. I'm the cute one.
*She smiles, and casually skips towards Eustace, who doesn't react to being called an asshole.*
Eustace: Beatrix, meet Lecter, John, and that bird.
Beatrix: Hiya everyone! Bird-guy looks like Nezahualpilli with a better mask.
*As she says that, she pokes out her tongue to Horus, and moves around to everyone for a better inspection of them. She might seem casual and immature, but she's a skilled fighter, better than Zeta in a lot of ways except taking advantage of people being off-guard. She smiles at both Lecter and John, trying to be a flirt. Eustace continues walking, knowing they're not that far. Probably another post.*
Beatrix: Hello you twoooo!
*She's more or less trying to ignore Horus cause he isn't cute :3. Her sword, which is sheathed on her hip emits a black glow, which is visible even though it's completely sheathed, cause it's coming through the top.*

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*Vaseraga hears Beatrix being loud, cause yeah they're not that far, so he stops pacing, turns towards the source of the sound, and crosses his arms.*

[2BlackJack1]

*Lecter nods to Beatrice, and smirks at her comment about Eustace*
Lecter: Never misses. Quite the fest.
*He watches Bea bounce around, and takes an interest in her sword*
Lecter: Interesting blade. Guessing it wasn't a Devil bound one, if you're like your companions?

[Vulkan 707]

*John smiles at Beatrix more cause of his bad habit of smiling at anything that smiles at him, and waves dumbly at her.*
John: Hello you!
*He watches her, and can't help but stare at her figure cause John is a perverted alcoholic (with a heart of gold xD).*
John: Yeah sure swords nice looking.
*Clearly not looking at sword.*

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*Gordon appears somewhere in the forest, miles from the room, and epicenter of the storm. He casually pulls out his tablet, taps a few things, and a red crack in reality tears itself open. Out of the crack plops a large black box, with a screen and keyboard. He casually clicks a few keys on the keyboard, and watches the screen flash to life. It takes a moment of loading, before it displays a word box with a simple question. 'Start buliding procedures now?' and next to that is a green yes button, and a red no button. He clicks the yes, and walks away from the device.*
*The machine hums to life, and gradually beings to unpack itself. More red rifts open up, spilling out similar boxes, which all begin to unpack. In a matter of minutes the boxes are able to makes a large metal bunker.*
*Gordon smiles, walks inside the small bunker, and begins his work.*

[Overlord Thraka]

*Xan looks slightly abashed*
Xan: Sorry... Just wanting to help. Not had friend in... long time... Besides! You hurt, I not! I can carry wood.

*Horus eyes Beatrix, watching how she moves, focusing on her footwork. He realizes she knows exactly what she's doing and makes a note not to underestimate her.*
*He then shoots a look at Eustace*
Horus: My name is Horus! Not bird-man!
*He looks down at Beatrix and nods to her*
Horus: Beatrix hm? I am Horus, the Avenger. What is a Nezahualpilli?
*He doesn't act particularly friendly, but he's trying not being rude either*
*He rolls his eyes when he notices where John's have strayed and sighs*
Horus: I take it then that you're also after this book?

*Tiaz snarls at everyone once more before turning and walking away. He limps through the woods back towards his cave-home*

*Taboo sees Iris and Hanna asleep on the couch, but decides the dragon-woman doesn't look like someone to be messed with. Instead she strolls into the kitchen and lazily pokes around, trying to figure out what everything is. She accidentally turns the dishwasher on and begins fiddling with the microwave*

[2BlackJack1]

*Finnick and the elf spot the Room in the distance, and Finnick grins*
Finnick: Tavern it is! Maybe we'll get a Qunari to start a fight.
*He giggles and quickens his pace, not relying on his staff at all to walk*

*The Elf rolls her eyes, and partially enjoys Finnick's enthusiasm, and also feels sorry for anyone that's in the tavern (Room), because Finnick is coming*
Elf: At least they'll walk away rich. If they don't die...