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Aread would nod in response to the crystals.
At least it wasn't an elaborate movie prop, or some other trick.
He knew it wasn't but some part of him still needed to rationalize things as best he could. It was in a way looking for an escape to normalcy.

He did let out a sigh of relief that a dish washing job was available.
It was something simple & safe, and would give a bit of time to process the world around them.
Although at the notion of making money at the pool table or dart's board brought an unintentional wince.
Aread was definitely not a game shark at either of those. He really doubted that they'd make enough to get by on a few lucky games.
Gambling in this dreary town seemed to be a bit of a... bad idea, especially with the lack of money as it is.

Hearing about the guilds, did sound vaguely reminiscent of a quest hook.
Which normally, wouldn't be... a bad thing. This wasn't quite a normal situation yet.

"Personally, washing dishes for a night for a place to stay doesn't sound the worst to me. Gives us at least a bit of breather."
He'd turn around to Talon & try to huddle the companion into a hush conversation. He would briefly look around the bar expecting some form of cork board with odd jobs or hunting missing somewhere, before turning his focus back to Talon.

"While the guilds do sound great, not blasting it. But... do you have any... fighting experience? I figure some of the game stuff has to translate somewhere, but running head first into it might be a bit risky. We don't know what happens when we get hurt, or worse.. die. Since I'm pretty sure this isn't, well... uh, normal earth?"
He cleared his throat.

"Maybe we could see if there's a crafting or tradesman guild, but I'm feeling... catch our breath tonight, trying to understand the uh... lingo, town, or whatever around here and see if we can save a lost kitten from a spooky dog tomorrow. Something not... diving head first into a wendingo's jaws."

Aread would quietly voice out some of the worries, and his general thoughts.
Not quite sure what the two could do yet, nor of the danger's that they'd run into.


Guy would be acting awkward, although he wouldn't be vocal as to why for now. Although his skin looked clammy, and he was drooling a tad. Constantly wiping at his mouth to hide that. As his eyes started to grow shifty as Ali disposed of the trash elsewhere. He did look slightly relieved to see some cleaning done.

Once the trash was gone he would try to focus back on cooking.
He was cooking a beans and noodles in one pot, and frying sausage in another pan. Spicing up the sausage a bit.

He didn't expect affection, let alone a hug from Ali.
His attire spine straightening and his tongue practically shooting out of his mouth in a quiet yelp.

"Oh um, are you alright?"
He wiggled just a little, but wasn't trying to struggle away.

"As for the power outage, don't think I can do much about that. More of a cleaner specifically than a electrician, might be dangerous actually with so much rain around-"
"Well, I'm not so good at darts so maybe a switch between the two. Played a handful of rounds of pool around the old jukebox. Can't say it's pro-level play, but at least I don't end up throwing the stick, or the game."
Aread would gesture poking with the bottom end of his staff. Acting along as if he staff was a cue stick. Before moving around and walking along with it once more. It was something to cut away from the creepy tension of things at least.

The group of people inside the hidden bar was comforting. It was at least a contrast from the vast emptiness of the streets. A reprieve from the rest of the unease, and enough to know that the drunkard wasn't likely to have a group of thieves jump the duo in the back alley.
The light crystals were a surprise but wondrous to look at.
A shining beauty, that seemed all too real which was the weird part of the matter.

"They're not disguised lave lamps, right?"
He whispered over toward Talon. Before glancing over to the crystals.
He was 70% sure they were magic, but there was a 30% chance that this was all some form of hoax or another. He was doubting that the world was some form of illusion, but one could never guarantee all their bets when it came to an insane situation.

Hearing the interactions between Hanson & the bartender, it just seemed too natural as well. He hadn't heard of a lot of Hanson's before, so making it up in a delusion felt unlikely. He would start faintly humming to himself, trying to puzzle things out partially through 'Hanson's' and the bartender's conversation.

He would let out a sigh, trying to ground himself.
Looking between himself & talon.

"If you have a good pool table, could go a couple rounds of that."
"But... we more or less stumbled from the outskirts. So if you've got any extra work lying about that'll be a start. Even if it's dish washing, would be a good start to getting a safe place to stay from... whatever's out there."
He'd pitch.
Hoping not to sound too strange. It would be easier to puzzle things together later, after they had some for of stable starting point. He remember something about, possible monsters lurking in the darkness. So maybe the mention of something lurking in the darkness would be a touch to this world 'normalcy'.
"Hah! Guess you could probably say I'm going to help clean their larder out, or uh.. fridge I think? That's probably what they're using these days. But out here in the middle of no where, who can tell?"
Guy would call out before moving his way back to the kitchen.
Seeing as the cabinets were half full, he'd eagerly start searching through.
As he did, he would almost instinctively sort whatever food was there alphabetically first, and then by size. Small cans, big cans, then big boxes if there was anything like that for baked goods, or dough crumbs, etc. Not seemingly fully aware of it at first. In fact, seeming rather out of it until he was asked a question.

"It smells like dead flesh in here."
He would mutter out as Ali asked something he didn't quite fully mentally process.
Before he would slowly turn around. Staring at Ali, taking a moment to process as if his brain was buffering.

"Anything but meat then!"
He laughed. "Beans are usually a long lasting, and filling part of a meal. Almost everyone has some form of beans. 'B' for beans. Although rice would be good it spoils very easily as a grain. so no 'R' for rice. Maybe 'A' for apples? Do they have any preserved apple slices, sometimes its used in baking and canned they add a lot of preservatives. 'I' for icecream... no that'd be melted by now, unless they still have power... 'N' for noodles...? If there's left over instant ramen those could last for years really."

"How does..... Noodles with beans on it sound? Maybe even sausage if we're super lucky."
He would search around for just such ingredients, organizing and taking what he could to make some kind of bean noodle soup.
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"Bar is usually a good place as any really for information. If we're lucky maybe it be scored over some of the drinks... or if you're really good at darts. Pool is a bit long of a game, but... think I might be better in that category."
Aread would grin a bit too himself.
Before simply following along with the drunkard.

"Yeah, yeah, off your case soon enough."
He would nod, though roll his eyes a bit in the background.
Although he would keep himself behind the group, specifically not to be seen.
Ignoring the drunkard's nudging, as he was eager to be out of the way.

The dark alleyway wasn't exactly a comforting spot, but it was somewhere.
While Aread wouldn't like the look of the place, it wasn't like their options were bettter elsewhere. Besides the setting of the game itself was dark & mysterious, so alleyways were probably going to be a bit more commonplace. He doubted that a drunkard was going to jump the two of them here. But he still would give Talon a look of apprehension, before following along. His staff held close for how well it would help him.
"Maybe. Honestly could just be a freak. Half of these sound like romance titles, and I've seen a loooooooooooot of freaky houses that have books about getting into bed with demons. Think one was named: the great ogre between two hills and uh, well, it was definitely weird cover picture on it. The woodblock print was a bit too detailed."
Guy would let out a shiver.

While Ali would check the kitchen, Guy would check the rest of the house. He would try to check the bedrooms. Just in case anyone was sleeping, or otherwise resting in one of them. If not, would also mean a good resting spot against the storm outside. Maybe they should border up the windows too once they got the chance.

"Find anything?"
He called out. "Would it be too rude to eat some of their food if they had any left over?"
"Greetings Ali."
He'd say along the way.

He'd let out a wince as the door was kicked in, the damage to it and the noise was discomforting. He was already thinking about the repairs on the hinges that would need to be done later, but at least the door didn't seem to full fall over or break away.

Once he would enter the building, he'd go to the bookshelf to place it back up against a wall.
If there were any books from it, he'd focus on organizing them alphabetically by their titles.
Seemingly almost absorbed in it.

"Ghost?"
He'd look over toward her with a raised brow in slight confusion.
Before looking back at himself. The, transparent effect would fade away seconds after.

"Not quite that, know a few tricks I'd say. But, I haven't returned from the grave or anything of that nature."
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