Sgt Vandingo

The Room

Eustace: Then that is where I take you. I require information. Perhaps your acquaintance can give it to me.
*He then looks around, not having the foggiest about where the bar is, and semi-expects, semi-hopes Sasha does know.*
Eustace: ...

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*Vaseraga makes it back to where Beatrix is, and scowls at her like he usually does.*
Vaseraga: Where is Eustace?
Beatrix: I dunno. I came back here and he stayed watching you. You could have killed them all. Would have spared us all that trouble.
Vaseraga: No. Some of the people there are good. Zeta just has her way with people. She can spin the most elaborate lies.
Beatrix: Or truths, right?
Vaseraga: Watch your tone, girl.
*Beatrix giggles, and goes back to spending time with herself and her nails, cause she likes painting them, while Vaseraga paces around the clearing while waiting for Eustace to return. He ain't happy.*

The Room

*Zeta is in extreme pain during Xan hwlping her out, but she grits her teeth, and nods to Xan. She manages a weak smile and tries not to cry from the pain, though her eyes watrr a little bit.*
Zeta: Yes... thank you Xan. You're a good... friend...

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*Eustace listens for a while, then looks around the room.*
Eustace: Dealt with worse. Where are your friends?

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*Zeta nods to Jillian, then lets herself get healed or something, though she's slightly squeamish when it comes to her own wounds so she looks away most of the time.*

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*Eustace doesn't react, and opens the door with his free hand.*
Eustace: Fine. You forgot about that creature that you was here earlier. It disappeared soon after you passed out.
*He knows about that cause he was literally watching everything from his sniper perch, and although he thinks the creature could be a big deal, he doesn't react in any way.*

The Room

*Vaseraga keeps his arms crossed, and does not seem pleased with the outcome.*
Vaseraga: I do not drink. Nor do I remove my helmet. Call it a habit. I will return to the forest to converse with my companions. Do with the traitor as you will, but mark my words, I will return.
*And with that, he turns, and starts stomping off.*

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*Zeta's eyes follow Vaseraga as he walks away, then she breathes out a sigh of relief.*
Zeta: Glad that's over for now...
*Her eyes then fall onto Jillian again, and she breathes out.*
Zeta: The book is in the forest. I buried it while I was coming here. Should be safe for the time being, but I have fears the storm will make reaching the book quite difficult.

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*Eustace shrugs to the best of his abilities, cause Sasha is big and would probably impede that.*
Eustace: Resolution of a theft. You talk too much.
*He gets close enough to hear Zeta tell Jillian where the book is, but makes out like he didn't hear it, cause his cat ears hear more than normal peoples'*
Eustace: Call out to them so I am not shot on site for touching you.

The Room

*Vaseraga is not happy, but he remains silent, wanting to find out where the book is. His massive shoulders slump slightly in a sign of mock defeat, hoping to fool at least one person.*

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*Zeta looks between Jillian and Vaseraga, then shakes her head.*
Zeta: Not here. I'll tell you the location away from prying ears. But thank you, for trusting me.
Vaseraga: May it not be your last mistake, miss Jillian. She is not one to be trusted.
*Zeta goes back to glaring daggers into Vaseraga, who in turn doesn't look at her, instead at Lecter and John, cause he half expected them to have his back.*
Vaseraga: You both disappoint me.
*Zeta ignores Vaseraga, and smiles at Xan, before leaning on her heavily.*
Zeta: Healer sounds good. Thank you, as well.
*She's starting to think that Xan isn't that much of a monster like she thought she was, so d'awww, soft spot for kitty.*

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*Eustace doesn't say much as he (tries to) help Sasha in her massive armour that would weigh more than he could carry, but he's there as a walking stick, if anything.*
Eustace: Confrontation with Zeta and Vaseraga. He may be caught up in it.

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*Vaseraga 'hrmphs', and crosses his arms, perhaps appearing unhappy for the first time since he's arrived at the room. Despite this, he lets Zeta talk.*
Zeta: I was taking it to one of the Luminary Knights. She would've known what to do, but I got lost trying to navigate the Grim Basin, and ended up here. She would have known what to do with it, whether to burn it or show it to the public. Now I don't know what I'm going to do, I'm always going to be in danger while in possession of it.
*Vaseraga laughs, then stands up straight.*
Vaseraga: So then hand it and yourself over for trial, and nobody else in this room will be harmed.
*Zeta growls, and her spear points itself at Vaseraga's heart, even though he'd probably still live even if it stabbed him.*
Zeta: Urusai! It's not like you or Beatrix can do much to them.
Vaseraga: Eustace, though? He could put a hole in each and every one of their heads should he want to. Now be a good girl and give me the book.
*Zeta hesitates to respond, cause she A, knows that what he said about Eustace is true as fuck, and B, if Eustace is involved, she really doesn't want to fight him, because he's still a good friend of hers, an amazing fighter, and her crush.*

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*Eustace can't resist facepalming at Sasha's words, but continues trying to make sure her internal organs are intact with his remaining hand.*
Eustace: Useless.
*He then goes back to dressing her wounds, and stands up after he's done. He looks at Sasha for a little bit, before leaning back down and trying to help her up.*
Eustace: You need rest.

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*Vaseraga isn't at all phased by the questions, and bows his head again.*
Vaseraga: Fine questions, yes. The book is in our possession because we made it because we had the resources to do so. As for what we are, well, we're-
Zeta: All assassins. Myself included. The organisation was made to combat Primal Beasts, but we changed from that to assassins and political advisors because we could use select pieces of information from the ledger. We aren't what we were meant to be, ever since I got there I thought I was going to be a Primal Beast hunter, not an assas-
*She's cut off by Vaseraga throwing his scythe at her, which she only barely is able to deflect with her spear, she stares daggers at Vaseraga. Who stares back at her, before his scythe returns to him.*
Vaseraga: We adapted to the times. Nothing more, nothing less.

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*Eustace sighs and tries pulling Sasha so she lies on her side.*
Eustace: Never lie on your back.
*He then tries stuffing some brown cotton-esque sort of material into Sasha's stomach wound to stop her insides from leaking out while she lies down, and looks around.*
Eustace: Give me the location of your doctor.
*His voice clearly leaves no room for questions, cause he doesn't want to answer any.*

The Room

*Vaseraga smiles underneath his helmet, and bows his head to Horus, not one bit intimidated by his voice, but he wants to play along.*
Vaseraga: The book is Society property. They wrote it, therefore they should be the ones to own it. Now how about we settle down and taste this whiskey like Mr. John said?
*He then sighs at Jillian, and decides to play nice.*
Vaseraga: I will return back to my lands. This is an unknown and uncharted Skydom, so yes, you are right, I have no authority over anyone, thus why I will return. I know she has the book because I saw her leave with it, and I've been tracking her ever since. As for what is in the book... how can I say this in a way you will understand... imagine, if all of the governments secrets, all of the wars they have started, all of the deals they have made, all the people assassinated, are put into one book. Now, imagine EVERY government having all of their secrets in one book. Now imagine all of the horrors of the world put into one book that explains why they really attack people. The resulting chaos if the news spread would be catastrophic. Rioting in the streets, anarchy, revolts left, right and centre. Do you really want this book to be in the hands of someone who broke all of her oaths to her organisation? Someone as 'loyal' as someone who turned her back on her comrades in arms? Hrmph. Thought not.
*He stands up straight, quite convinced that he got his point across.*

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*Zeta opens her mouth to say something, but falls short when Vaseraga says the last piece of his speech. Her head drops and she looks at the ground in guilt, and quite possibly even regret.*

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*Eustace is really close to facepalming, but instead he plays ball, and responds in accordance.*
Eustace: Eustace. Friend of Vaseraga. Lie down or you will have permanent damage done to your stomach.

The Room

*Vaseraga holds out his hands between Horus and Lecter, still laughing.*
Vaseraga: Calm, friends. We are not enemies, and nobody else shall see the book. Zeta will fetch it for me, and we will both be off out of your hair, agreed?
*He looks between Horus, Lecter, Jillian, and John, waiting for an answer from one of the four.*

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*Zeta shakes her head, which she regrets cause her neck still fucken hurts, so she weakly tries pulling her neck armour back a little bit more so she can breathe properly, which she fails.*
Zeta: Even if you tried to save me, he'd kill you like he would me. Just help me standing and hopefully I can sway some people to my side.

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*Eustace sighs, and steps even closer before using his hand to gently push Sasha's blade away to the side. He then crouches slightly to get a better look at the hole in her stomach. He keeps his placid face placid, and sighs.*
Eustace: Lie down.

The Room

*Vaseraga stops laughing at Jillian's question, and his tone turns dead serious. It's very unbecoming of him, but it has to happen once or twice.*
Vaseraga: Politics, Miss Jillian.
*He then roars in laughter again, cause of the seriousness of his response, his broad shoulders bouncing up and down with his heartfelt laughter of what he thinks to be extremely funny.*

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*Zeta's lips turn down into a sneer as she watches Vaseraga laugh like nothing happened, while she can barely talk properly due to her armour still being super tight around her neck. She does hate him, and that is really weighing upon her emotions because there was a time she didn't hate him, and those memories and her current feelings are clashing like two armies in the battleground that is her mind.*

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*Eustace eventually stops a few metres away from Sasha, and stares at her for a good thirty seconds. He then moves his rifle from a ready position, to his side, and then holsters it on his back. He moves his hands up to his head, making sure they're visible the entire time, cause he doesn't want to get shanked just yet, and pulls his cowl back, revealing his handsome face, and cat ears on top of his head. He also does not look amused at having a sword pointed at him, regardless of how fancy the sword looks.*
Eustace: Let me look at your wounds.