Quina Quen
Level: 1
Day/Time: Day 1, Evening
Location: Tetris Castle Reception Hall / Warp Chamber
Interactions: Slayer
@Lugubrious, Crash
@Argetlam350 & Ezio
@Loki OdinsonMentions: Guile
Quina watched the door of the Council Room slam closed in front of him, or her, and stood there patiently for a few moments. This was clearly some sort of mistake on the part of the Hair Force man, Guile, a case of mistaken identity perhaps. Or a misunderstanding about the food, perhaps the expectation was to make sure there was enough for everyone? Perhaps they were planning a surprise party, and Guile didn't want to ruin it? All of these ideas simmered in Quina's mind while she, or he, stood in front of the locked door, expectantly waiting for it to open up.
Then it dawned on him, or her, what was going on. Slowly, Quina turned around to look at the reception hall. Even after the food fight, the little green-haired creatures work had made sure that there was plenty of food left over. Without saying a word, Quina waddled over to the nearest table, and began to eat. With the room to him, or herself, there was nobody to say stop, there was nobody to say no, there was simply endless tables of food to indulge. Some of the beleaguered Lemming servants began tidying up the Hall, and Quina shooed them away whenever they got too close. An unspoken agreement was made, and a few of the little green haired, blue-robed things stood near Quina with their arms outstretched, turning away any of their fellows that get too close with a shake of their head.
With breakfast and the briefing in the other room now concluded, Quina got up from his, or her, seat at one of the now empty tables and quietly followed along behind the others as they went over to the teleporters. By remaining as quiet as can be, Quina hoped to blend in with the others, being rather curious to see what it was that he, or she, missed. Like the others, Quina received a shot, after seeing the rest of the gathered heroes receive them with varying amounts of bravery. Quina continued to just follow along, right up to the threshold of the outgoing warp portal; some seemed to step through without a second thought, others stood right on the very precipice of adventure. Including a floating,
talking mask.
That was interesting.
"
Hello Aku-Aku, and Orange Crash and Slayer," Quina looked rather excited by this turn of events, the confusion over the being-thrown-out-of-the-meeting thing now just a poorly recalled memory buried under a layer of cake and soup, "
am Quina, this is Friend Ezio..."
Quina gestured, with a gloved hand, to her (or his) side, where Quina had expected Ezio to be. It took a few seconds for Quina to realise that Ezio wasn't by his (or her) side and then, with eyes widening, Quina glanced around, trying to spot the assassin to no avail. This wasn't too surprising, as not only would Ezio be more than capable of blending into a group to not be easily seen, but Quina hadn't seen him since getting thrown out of the Council Room.
"
...Ezio hiding. We go on expedition," Quina continued, changing subjects as more ideas pressed themselves against his (or her) mind. Looking from the mask, to the brightly coloured creature, to the older looking gentleman with a pipe, it was clear from Quina's expression that he, or she, had absolutely no idea what was going on. Then again, Quina always sort of looked like that, it was sometimes hard to tell.
"
Expedition?"
Hitman