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"Cheers!" a swift movement and the both of them downed their respective tankards at the same time, they had lost track of how many they had ingested by this point, their Adventurer constitution only forcing them to consume more and more of the hard stuff, but by this point the both of them had gone beyond a slight buzz to downright hammered.

"Y-You know what Zell? I think we may have g-got carried away" Swaying between words James had a hard time focusing, too distracted trying to divine which Zell was the real, without realizing that the real Zell was slight to his right laughing his ass off. Suddenly a commotion grabbed their attention, across the bar a burly man was seated at a table with another man thrown on the floor, several others surrounding them
and either cheering for the seated man or jeering at the downed one.

Quickly the only sober-looking one rushed to the seated man and lifted his arm "And there you have it folks! Another victory for the man, the myth the legend, Stevenson Bear-Arm! Who else is brave enough to try their luck against this giant of a man!?"

"He can!"

As one every member of the crowd turned to look at the pair.

Finding himself the center of attention Zell rapidly turned to find James pointing at him "I bet all the silver on me that this guy here can beat anyone in arm wrestling!" Murmurs started floating immediately and the gaze of the seemingly drunk patrons sharpened, they likely saw their clothes and recognized their quality. Zell looked towards James one more time only to receive a challenging smirk and a single phrase:

"Dew it"

Puffing his chest in response he made his way to the table and sat, this close he could see that the other man was at least a head taller than him and with arms as thick as his leg. With an easy small he placed his arm in position and looked expectatively at the other man. The announcer was quick on the uptake "Well folks look like we have a confident rookie in our hands! place your bets and grab your belts because we are about to see a show!" Saying so he inclined to whisper a "Make it quick" to the other man.

Once both were in position the crowd started making the countdown

"3!" He draws a deep breath.

"2!" He tensed his arm in preparation.

"1!" He released the breath.

"0!" He grabbed the hand with all his strength and using his whole body...

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...threw the smaller man against a window, shattering it and sending the man flying across the street, yeah they lost some big money but it was not a reason to start a bar brawl in his opinion!

"Duck!" Heading the warning he crouched just in time to dodge the chair that James threw in his direction, said chair immediately hitting another drunk patron that was trying to sneak upon him, he had to admit that he was enjoying himself, the blender, the bar fight, it all reminded himself of simpler times with his mates.

And the night was just starting!

It was interesting

He had not considered how his disguise would adapt to the addition of his own shawl, but the adaptation was seamless, the moment he fixed it atop his shoulders it was replaced with Mac cape (Did he have it beforehand?), maybe the blessing worked on his own perception as he always considered the shawl as part of his outfit even if he was not wearing it, that and it was interesting that it adapted to the same category of accessory as the cape was. A thought, would this happen with everything he tried to wear atop the disguise? An answer, no, he asked the tailor for a simple hat and it didn't meld like the shawl, it just was an addition, further proof that the blessing was at least semi-anchored to some sort of discerning mechanism.

"Eh, how about Barracker's armour: Pretty fucking cool, if you ask me. He looks like a right badass in it." The vampire certainly had the best-looking gear out of all them, taking Fenna's spot, who was previously 1st place. "I wouldn't mind getting a hood sewn onto my armour. I'll pass on the face mask though. A little claustrophobic for my tastes."
Zell

"I think it would be useful but won't it be bad if someone were to grab you by it in a fight?" He mimicked the motion "Like, imagine you were doing some of your swordsmanship stuff and someone just yanked you by it" Then he narrowed his eyes "I guess you could teleport but does it work if someone is grabbing you? It would be funny if you were teleported but your clothes didn't" He snorted at the mental image. it would be bad if that really happened but it was an amusing scenario nonetheless, classic Zell.

He exited the store after paying and thanking the tailor "Also, I can't see myself using armor as heavy as yours or Kass' you guys are fucking tall in comparison" The idea of him in full plate with extra ornaments was not something that he was willing to bring into existence "Speaking of equipment, you planning to use that sword?" He gave a sideglance to the taller man "Just curious if you know how to use it as well as your other one, God knows I have no fucking idea how to use this thing" He gestured to the anchor on his back "I, well I don't think I have quite the strength necessary to toss it at enemies the same way... Anyway, any suggestions? Oh resident master swordmaster?"

It was a testament to how much he was focused on his cooking that he failed to notice Mac's attack on his nose (that and she was way faster than he was) before she made contact.

"Hahaha, get out of here!"

Internally however he felt a cold sweat, anyone who has worked with truly spicy food before knows the pain that is sauce on skin, thank god(s?) he had made the decision of a less spicy sauce, if not he would be with an irritated nose for the next hour or so. Still, it was nice, cooking like this for friends, it was not something he tended to do preferring to try new foods instead but he had done his fair share of cooking for others.

Eventually, he found himself eating among the others, full of smug satisfaction, it was nothing special being able to cook like this but he still felt proud of it. So it was only natural he would brag when given the chance.

"Wha'dya think? Wanna come along? So, when did you learn to cook?"
[@Zellman]

"You know what? I gotta grab my shawl from the tailor anyway, why not? As for the cooking part..." He brought his other hand towards his chin in the 'thinking' pose "I think it's pretty normal to know how to cook like this back home? Or, well, not exactly normal but common at least" This was nice, just chatting with a friend "What about you? Any special hidden skills you wanna reveal now?" He made a show of gasping and widening his eyes "Don't tell me, you are a master juggler?" He smiled to show he was joking, with the last days being what they were this relaxing atmosphere was more than welcome.

However, the next of Zell's questions unwittingly dragged his mood down.

"Did you live alone before you... oh yeah; what happened for you to get here? I forgot to ask. Did you die too?"
[@Zell]

He tried to appear flippant "Nah I used to live with a lot of my family" He failed "As for the other... Yeah, I guess I did, neighbor's house was burning and I tried to play hero" An uncomfortable chuckle and a hand on the back of his neck "Got a crowbar and everything" FIRE SO MUCH FIRE! "At the end a cabinet fell over me and well, next thing I know I was in the coffin" A lie and a shrug.

Damn, he was feeling uncomfortable now, he should have just been vague instead of giving so much detail.

"So what do you want to do at the Guild" He was not being subtle with the change in topic but he hoped Zell would take the clue. God, he felt awkward just bringing that up.

"Well, feel free to lead the way"
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Interested too
Short post for some fluff

There was something relaxing about cooking.

Perhaps the familiarity it invoked or the satisfaction of knowing your efforts would have a direct effect on others. Whatever the case he was happy to be in the kitchen of the Mended Drum, procuring the ingredients had been the hardest part, and he had ended up replacing several for others that were close enough to serve as substitutes. He had settled on tacos, admittedly not his first choice for some authentic Mexican cuisine but obtaining palm tree leaves proved to be difficult and he knew it took too many ingredients for a good mole, so he settled on something simple that he knew at least one other member of his party wanted.

Tacos.

A cornerstone of his country cuisine and a classic in many places. But he didn't plan to just make some dish to stuff inside them, they asked for the Mexican experience and he would give it to them, which meant taquiza. The guisos he settled on were Picadillo, Papas con chorizo, Cerdo en salsa verde, he was a little hesitant but he already had the frijoles cooking so why not, huevo rojo, pollo con tomate and the jewel of the crown, Alambre. He decided to forgo huevos verdes as he didn't know who liked spicy food and adobo as that would take too much time.

5 guisos may be overdoing it but better safe than sorry, plus he had some help.

"Hey Sis, mind cutting these into small cubes" He gestured to the pile of ingredients, tomatos, papas, cebolla, and more, it was not the most glamorous post but by god it was a lot of cutting. He would be grabbing what he needed, every dish needing different amounts.

Next, he pulled two mortars with pestles "I need you Freddo to smash those beans until they are complete mush when you finish please start with the chicken" He had a few guesses as to why Frederick had volunteered to help but he was not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, leaving the other man to his task he moved to the pots, setting the oil to appropriate flames and starting the process of making the Salsa for the eggs "Don't make it spicy" he reminded himself, he was going to make a Salsa for the Cerdo and another for himself and anyone that wanted a taste.

A part of him lamented the fact that he wasn't able to get hold of some avocados to make guacamole, but it was what it was, at least he managed to find corn for the tortillas, he just hoped it was enough.

He couldn't wait!
Finally posted, also wooo, its real!, the James-Fenna conversation has officialy been started

Fuck he loved coffee

Without it he probably wouldn't even be aware or even awake at all, sure it might have prevented him from sleeping all that much but all was forgiven as long as it kept waking him up in the morning. A final sip and he reclined in his chair with a long exhale, his preparations yesterday meant that he felt somewhat comfortable with the quest they were about to embark on, or at least as much as they could given the circumstances, they had secured a new member, healed all their members and even gotten clues about what was going on, by all accounts this was a huge win, the only part of him that still was hesitant was the fact that he had didn't had the time to practice with the new blessings, the Sillagy one and... the other one he didn't want to think about. He knew he would have to face address it eventually but he wasn't ready, not yet.

Still, thinking more uplifting thoughts, it seemed like things were going back to normal with the party, a few days of rest really did the trick and if he was to judge the rest of the party appeared to be a little bit closer than they used to be before entering the city, though, he still had needed to have a normal interaction with Lily and an interaction at all with Fenna.

"Well not time like the present right?"

Getting changed in his fresh robes and with his usual grimace on his face he made his way down towards the first floor, eventually finding some of his party members already there. Fenna, Lily, and Zell were not a combo he expected but maybe that was for the better, it meant they got along well enough. Making his way to Frederick he ordered some eggs and meat then moved towards the rest of his party members.

"Hey" He gestured to the empty chair "Can I sit?" Was it Zell alone he wouldn't have asked but with Fenna and Lily here he felt somewhat awkward just assuming they would be okay with it. Once seated he started eating while his mind worked, he wanted to finally talk to Fenna but now that he was here he wasn't sure what exactly he could talk about, it was too early for heavy stuff and they didn't exactly appear to share things in common besides the obvious.

Ah, this is why he preferred the blunt approach, it made life a lot easier.

"You know Fenna? I think you and I should have a talk, not like, a serious one or anything but more like a normal one, I think you are the only person I haven't spoken to" There, that served as an ice breaker but how else to follow it up? It was amid a bite of his scrambled eggs that the thought "Uh, that looks like a bird" appeared in his mind, consequently creating the perfect topic to break the ice "So Fenna, what's the name of the bird? I saw it following you around and it seems pretty attached to you" Supernatulary fast if he could say so, and if his theory was true... "You know, that bird attached itself to you pretty quickly right? and, well, I have this theory if you want to hear it" Saying so he inclined himself slightly forward "See I think that when we 'crossed over' we all were given a something extra, like Zell ability to teleport or Adam's green touch, I don't know by what or by whom but if I am right then that Falcon -It's a falcon right?- may be part of yours, what do you think?" He glanced at the wizard and swordsman "What do you think guys? you both are smart"

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Despite the chats he had with the rest of the party a small part of him couldn't help but keep going back to the thought he had earlier, if he was going to go on the quest he really should practice with what he had, if anything knowing exactly what the Sillagy blessing did could save their asses if the situation called for it. It was with this thought that he asked Zell and Mac to talk a little in private.

"Hey dudes, look I am going to be frank, I need help with something and I want someone there to make sure I don't fuck it up too bad" A hand went to the back of his neck "I want to try a few things but I need a partner and I trust you guys" His scowl became more pronounced, it was embarrassing admitting that aloud "Ah right, if you need to practice anything I am also willing to help" It was fair, help for help.

"So what do you say?"
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