Thinking to himself how awful it was that everyone speak seemed to be... slurred by no fault of their own. Perhaps the alcohol was making it difficult for everyone to read all of the ******** up coding. But oh well. Watching in awe as the dead girl would straddle him Thaddeus was a little... red faced. This kinda flirting was dangerous for everyone's health. His singular green eye now ensnared into whatever trap this corpse woman was laying for him. Even as a ghost it seemed Thaddeus' insides would warm up, or again it could have been the alcohol going down his throat.
"Guaaah!"
He chocked, the whiskey hitting him harder then his erection would hit the female sitting on top of him. Wiping his face he would return a cynical glare her way.
"Are you usually this friendly with all the paying customers or is it only cause I asked nicely?"
He said standing from the bar stool. Looking down he was now soaked in bourbon, bourbon all over his favorite shirt and his new duster coat. Perfect. Suddenly hearing the familiar sound of little feet prancing over toward him Thaddeus turned on a dime, but it was too late the poor man would have been glomped to death before he could react. His kid sister's stuffed animal toy suffocating him... even though Thaddeus had no need to breathe. The child had a iron grip around him. Although the 2 looked nearly exactly alike Thaddeus had yet to reveal his identity to anyone not even his first of kin. Well that was for her own well being of course. Noting as the dead lady spoke about bar rule moment after she was sitting on top of him Thaddeus nodding in agreement.
"I thought I told you, I came here in search of adult woman... to do adult things with! This is no place for a squirt like you."
He would say, his sister nestled into his booze stained shirt. Rolling his last good eye he would take the girls hand. Knowing full well that he was all she had, and even more so she was all he had. Anywhere she wasn't welcome he would burn down. Except here, he liked the service. Plucking the tiny girl up he would sit her on his lap, there was still some business that he had to attend to. Lies that needed to be told, and people that needed to be manipulated. Looked straight at the bartender he would fold his face into that of extreme shock, which was very unusual.
"Ummm, are you dumb or something?! Do you know who this mouthy little toddler is! This child comes from a long like of royalty, her ancestors came from the sky!"
Thaddeus said pointing straight up into the air with enthusiasm.
"This toddler is heir to throne of Torino Kingdom, yes THE TORINO KINGDOM aka the Isle of Treasure!"
The ghost man would proclaim shoving the tiny girl closer into the Zombie bartender's face, so she could get a good look at a super rich kid when she saw one. You see the thing is Thaddeus was an honest man, extremely honest. He credited himself on always telling the truth, even when he lied. And by god, the sun, the moon, and the star would all belong to Olivia when he was done. With his one good eye wide opened in shock Thaddeus would continue spinning his yarn.
"You'd better watch your mouth before she get the notion to go and tell the guards you abused a royal. Sheeeeeeet. If Princess Olivia wasn't such a sweetheart she'd have your head on a pike by now."
It wasn't like poor Olivia knew what as going on, but just like always she was forced to play along. Whispering into her hear, so softly that not even god could hear him he would whisper.
"Play along... or I'll kill you."
While cuddling his adorable little sister. Looking back toward her again he would continue is stream of bullshit.
"Are you sure? If that's what you wish M'lady."
Looking back toward the bartender, his mood completely stern and serious he would reach into his jacket. His hand fiddling near his pistol. Quick on the draw Thaddues would smack a huge bag of beli onto the counter top.
"You've offended my Queen, she does not wish to speak to you personally. However, she's relayed onto me that she's like to purchase your establishment.... But um... That's only if you get an okay by me, and I have to test all of your inventory."
The pirate would say trying to finesse his way into free drinks, but with nearly 250,000 beli on the table who could call him a liar? Which is why... Thaddeus always told the truth.
Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2017 5:41 pm
"If what you say is true, the Winged Chun and Wool Shu could be dangerous."
Despite the fact that the raid the trio was suppose to go bust up was somewhere in South Blue somehow they managed to sail to West Blue. However, they didn't notice until docking at Ridus Village. Without a navigator handy, often times it could be difficult to make their way through the seas. Sure they had a compass but reading directions hadn't really been one of Sun's strong suits; in fact, it was probably his weakest. Still, now that they were here the bird figured that they may as well patrol the place as he was sure that there were other Marines already on the case in terms of the raid.
They had a duty to patrol the area and there hadn't been any other Marines on deck to do so."Alright guys, let's do a full sweep of the area. This place is usually quiet so there shouldn't really be anything out of the ordinary. I suggest we stick together this time. It'll take a bit longer but if any pirates or criminals show up then they'll have to face the force of the Dynamic Trio, led by yours truly!"The bird barked. However, he completely forgot to include the fact that this land was practically seething with mercenaries of all shapes and sizes; then again, he'd never one to be intimidated!
Sun had proclaimed himself party lead given he was technically the most experienced out of the trio and held a bit of a higher rank. Still, the name of their makeshift group was a bit more than a work-in-progress. He would've loved an acronym or an alliteration of sorts but there was none that he could think of off the top of his head. Perhaps Baram-Yu or the bunny could've thought of one, they seemed to be more sharp-witted than him anyway. And so, the bird led the march into Ridus village. Spry and ready for battle, a part of him hoped that there was nothing out of the ordinary, but another part of him wanted action and adventure despite his still sore hands.
xxxx justice is a swift hand plucking a rotten carrot!xxxxxxxxxx
A mission. A real mission... Well it wasn't a raid but it would have to do for now. It was quite simple really. Patrol the area, report back their findings. Mission accomplished. Sun's words had Benjamin narrowing his eyes for a moment. That would have to be addressed alter. Sun was not the leader here. That was a matter for another time however. Nodding to his two friends Benjamin did what Benjamin did best. "I'll patrol from above and let you know if I spot anything." With that he most certainly did go up above. A few simple jumps had him on the rooftops of the buildings which before had been their walls. It was very easy to spot crime from above, no buildings to obstruct your sight or to slow you down.
With a cocky little tail twitch the young bunny man made his way from building to building, stopping every so often to look out over the village. A leaning body on the edge of a building, one hand raised above its eyes to keep the sun from interfering with his work. It was truly a simple tactic. If Benjamin could keep an eye on both the village and his friends from up above then he could be the spotter, making sure that both Sun and Baram had back up if something cropped up. A safety net. The one on one fight that Sun had been forced into wouldn't have to happen again if Benjamin could just keep to both his job and sight on his friends. A double patrol. Search for threats and look out for his friends. Decision made Benjamin continued to jump from roof to roof, stopping to peer down at random people in the street before glancing back to his friends and checking their location. He would then move on to the next rooftop. His idea was working so far. It sometimes surprised even Benjamin how much of a genius he was.
Ai leaned back on the docks and would end up letting her mind drift away through many of the profound memories in the depths of her consciousness. The first scene that played through her mind was staring off into the thick of the forest that surrounded her home, the large roots that moved in huge arcs at the base of the tree that offered opportune hiding spots would be the most suitable for their game. Several other children surrounded her all swinging some rock paper scissors game to decide who would be it this time around, Ai had already been denoted as someone who wasn't allowed to seek because she could track all of them and easily win. She was the only canine member of the group of vegetarian group of animals, they didn't have a nose as strong as hers and it made for an unfair game even if they were faster then her. Turning around as she would see that the rabbit boy was it this time around and looked fairly upset about the whole ordeal. A smile crawled onto her face as they would make the minkman close his eyes and spin him around several times before they allowed him to start counting. The second he said 'one' they all bolted away like blurs, the sound of wind in Ai's ears was loud as she rushed through the forest at a quick speed, easily bouncing on the roots and soon up into the trees. Her blunt claws dug into thick limbs as she would haul herself up and continue jumping, her strong legs easily able to push her faster and further through the large canopy. The parents in the village often encouraged such games to make them stronger and to run their endless energy out, she'd be pleased that they were allowed in this section of the forest, even though the thought of the water's that rushed through the forest could sometimes be dangerous. Eyes wandering endlessly as she would seek out a proper area to hide only to feel the sudden rumbling that all inhabitants in the village knew well. Ears perked up as she would attach herself to the last tree she had landed in, blunt claws dug into the tree tightly as she would move to be behind where she knew the water would be rushing too. Something taught to the kids at an early age, today the water was early, it must have been really hot today so there might be two or three, Ai had hardly noticed it because she had been in the shade all day. The sound of rushing water could be heard getting louder and louder as the water came forward, she braced herself and clung ever harder to the tree while flattening her ears back. Sea water crashed through the forest quickly and within moments the initial wave would pass and water would rush through the spaces in the tree. She'd release the bark and shake her head to clear the water out of her ears, then she heard it, "AH!" the squeal of fear and terror. Ai turned and immediately looked down stream her amber eyes easily focusing in on a mop head of hair with bunny ears sticking out, "Ai! Help!" he screamed at her loudly holding his hand up while trying to keep a float in the water.
Ai would react without thought as she would turn and start hopping through the trees quickly, the pupils that were usually non-existent in her eyes would appear wide and clearly showing signs of terror, her friend was in trouble. Ears were back as she would move to all fours and literally rip through the trees at as fast of a pace as she could towards her friend, fully intending on trying to get ahead of him before he'd hit the edge of the forest and be lost to the ocean below. Gritting her teeth as she would find she was far too slow to get to him, what was worse she heard a familiar growl of what she knew was one of the wani's that sometimes got caught in the tides of water. Eyes glanced down briefly when she saw it's maw and back appear and swimming faster towards the bunny boy. Eyes widened in shock and then sheer anger at herself for not being faster, then she felt something odd poor through her, a strange strength she wasn't expecting. Ai shifted ever so slightly as she would find herself able to move faster as she grew slightly larger and her claws got longer. Black marks rolled over her skin and she got a more feral look, burns marks resided on the trees in the shape of burn marks as she would charge forward. The bunny boy had become partially mystified by the shift as a golden light like a warm fire would emit from the young girl. The only thing that drove her was the need to rescue her friend, the wani was getting closer, but she was almost close enough to grab the beasts tail. She'd stop for a split second and change her angle before shoving off the tree breaking the limb in the process and launching herself on top of the wani and shoving her claws into it's hide before launching herself forward on it's back. It hardly felt her as it was too focused on it's easy prey, but that was it's downfall as it got close enough she'd easily jump onto it's maw and shove off at such an angle it would send the wani's maw back into the water at a down ward angle and giving her enough rise to grab her friend's raised hand and drag him out of the water. Landing on a tree breathing hard as the warmth she emitted would easily dry the male off, huffing loudly as her eyes would start to swim with dizziness, she hurt all over. Within moments she'd falter and fall over leaving the bunny boy to hold onto her until the water's passed, it was a strange feeling, something she hadn't expected at all in the long run, but it still happened for sure. When she woke up she was being fussed over for a myriad of reasons she couldn't actually understand at the time, hell she was only nine years old. From there the memory petered out back into the normal days of just playing once again leaving her to do as she liked at a young age. Parents encouraged her even more to continue playing after her show of strength, but she never really understood why, when the boy asked her later on how she did it she had only said, 'I just wanted to save you. I didn't want to lose my friend." which he was happy about, a sign of kinship between the two that didn't falter.
Baram-Yu stared at the sign on the port as she pulled in. Her boat was the last of the three, and she hadn’t bothered to pull out a map or a compass. She was sure she had those things somewhere. She hadn’t even attempted to search. Why would she? Benjamin was bobbing along just a few meters in front of her. It was just easier to follow his lead, adjusting her sail and rudder accordingly to pursue him in his general direction. Now, however, she was still more focused upon the sign instead of her friend’s boat.
Ridus Village.
She wondered if it was pronounced like ‘ride us’ or ‘read us.’ Maybe the latter, because she was indeed reading the sign. Maybe that was wrong though. Maybe she was totally overthinking it all and it was really ‘Ride Us Village.’ She thought about asking one of the men that worked on the docks but she couldn’t bring herself to do so. She only pulled herself out of her boat and scampered after Benjamin, her little feeties tapping over the wooden dock. Mr. Who Rang then said something along the lines of patrolling the area. Frankly, she still had no idea what they were doing in this town but at this point she was too afraid to ask. So she just toddled along after Benjamin. When he looked one way, she looked the other. She knew they were here for something important, like a mission, but Baram-Yu was convinced that something like that would always be accompanied by some dramatic command for a superior officer. Maybe they had gotten one while she wasn’t paying attention.
Still, Benjamin and Mr. Who Rang seemed to know what they were doing, so for now she would just follow their lead. She didn’t notice when the fork that she had brought with her all the way from the Navy Headquarters tumbled out of her wool, clinking quietly onto the cobblestone road, lost and forgotten.
Poor unfortunate soul.
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"If what you say is true, the Winged Chun and Wool Shu could be dangerous."
Good. Neither of them seemed to notice that Sun had gotten them completely lost!
After agreeing to a little patrol in Ridus Village, which just so happened to be one of the official missions usually handed to small officers back on base, the trio made their way through the cobblestone streets. Benjamin roamed the rooftops so they had a bird's eye view of things. What he couldn't check, such as the innards of shops and under tents, were handled by the fowl and the lambchop. Door the door they'd peek in and do their rounds, though this was a mercenary's paradise it was rather lax. Sun figured that since this was their home turf there wasn't much to do but lie around until someone hired them for a job.
Admittedly, the fowl was a little envious of them. Lounging around, waiting for someone to hire them for a job, not to mention how well it paid. Most would think that being a mercenary came with an added danger given their lack of numbers and structure and the idea of every man for themselves; but even then Sun believed in honor among thieves -- well, bounty hunters. They had no ranks, if you made a name for yourself, people respected you; usually that respect was fear but it was still respect.
No one seemed to bat an eye at a walking and talking bird and sheep. Minkmen were a rarity given their were usually a collective group who hid amongst their own kind on their own island, but there had been much odder beings that roamed the streets. Sun knew this to be fact as he brushed passed an eight foot man who sported bulging eyes and four sets of tentacles for arms. Still, aside from a few odd face, Sun didn't see anything out of the ordinary. It was a bit difficult to tell given how menacing most of the people here looked.
Sun kept his eyes peeled though, if there was anything out of the ordinary the pair would just alert Benjamin and they could handle the threat as a trio.
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Baram-Yu
Minkman • Assassin • Marine
Baram-Yu continued to follow Benjamin around, or at least she followed along to the best of her ability, skittering around at the bottom of whatever building Benjamin was standing atop of, like a dog at the foot of a squirrel-infested tree. Once the initial confusion wore off and it clicked in her mind that they were actually there for some serious patrolling and recon in this town that oozed of subtle hostility and the judging, ever-critical gaze of every passerby. Things seemed lax enough, but Baram-Yu had spent enough time around beasts and hunters to spy a den of cutthroats when she saw one. Their presence seemed to be tolerated. The air wasn’t terribly welcoming to the wandering marines, but no one had attempted to split their bells or even tried to shoot them in their faces. All things considered, Baram-Yu considered that to be a definite plus.
After all, getting her belly cut open, and getting shot in the face were not among her favorite past times.
Damn, the raven-haired beach bum's inner monologue. Not sooner than later Brody found himself being pushed aside by the brunette babe. Apparently, the babe wasn't exactly fond of the choice words of a certain brat? Eyebrows furrowed themselves piecing Brody with a much too obviously questionable face. One he'd often worn when quite throughout much of his simple life. Though, you'd have the cut the bronobi some lack here. Although he'd probably seem confused nothing ever stopped those hamsters running their daily shifts. One thing for sure, two things for certain. He wore a blatantly confident expression against his countenance. These two who'd won his awe just so happened to be quite bridled. Or rather that'd been more of Mirin, she'd seemed a tad bit more irked then what you'd usually expect of her type. Hell, who wouldn't have? Most folk 'round these parts, out of town or not weren't fans of disrespect. Sorta like kiddie piping down a whale pop, Brody'd stood there, select fingers in his mouth savoring Mirin's taste. A slight tinge of satisfaction coupled well on his face with that already confident smile. Curiosity killed what little attention his mind paid already. Brody's fingers slowly slipped away from his bottom lip. One would probably notice the stringing of what couldn't have been just saliva.
Somber eyes narrowed themselves on Nima's slender frame, dead or alive, he couldn't help but wonder. What'd she taste like? A momentary lapse set him straight once Mirin's closed fist connected to his chest. Usually you'd have a bro or dude come through mouthing off about where'd they been from or who they sailed. He shrugged half-assedly. Who didn't gloat about success, bro?
s**t, Brody'd been a proud surfer himself but, a hint sarcastic laughter here, there was a level of bullshit one man could only spew. What'd needed to be said was said, the bronobi couldn't change that. However! The brunette won herself a bullet point for his attention, “But, babe, that'd be like... A total bummer when we could just rip this dork's s**t up right'ere.” rubbing the spot she'd punched. Whereupon, Mirin began pressing him for the door she'd meet the tenseness of Brody's muscles refusing to budge. Immediately would Brody's hands reach to clasp her arms before stepping around her. Why wait for Nima to put them out, right? Damn the princess, her kingdom and whatever guards she had. <********>. Those legs of his carried him casually right up to the bar where he'd take his board underarm. No hurried footsteps. There wasn't no need to rush what came next. He stared unpleasantly toward the merchant with the most callous of gazes. Brody's other hand rose no further then eye level, index flagging him down, “Whaddya say you set the guppy aside, bro? I'd hate for her to like... Get ripped up once I get started on you.” he said with his usual surfer ascent..
Ai would stand up off the docks and dust herself off, feeling a little more on the frisky side of things finally as sitting down for so long had taken it's toll on her focus. Looking back towards the town she decided that she spent a little bit of time away, maybe if she was lucky she could find someplace to eat at while exploring the streets. Ears up and alert as she would easily wander back in towards the main area listening for any and all noises and picking out anything that sounded distinctly like pans frying food. Though the many loud obnoxious noises were a bit on the most noticeable side, she'd find herself strangely outside the bar that Nima worked at again. Maybe everyone was still there? She wasn't going to go in, something told her that those people had yet to leave and she wasn't going to look forward to the smell of chain smoker again. It was unpleasant like that man, he gave off bad vibes just like the child that wandered in, she didn't like their smell at all, it just screamed bad news at her, but she couldn't figure out why. Maybe it was her canine senses kicking in for once? Ai would leave after she felt it was better to keep her nose out of other's business.
"Errr, It'd not be wise to be ripping up anything my friend. Atleast not until you've heard my tale."
He said to the surfer bro whom seemed to be running down on him. Although he couldn't figure out why? Never the less he'd continue speaking.
"While it's true I am a mere merchant for my lady's company, I've not exactly been honest with you."
Turning his ugly mug toward the bar owner he juggle the bag of money in his hand. Thinking out a well good lie, while everyone else in the room would be caught wondering what exactly it was he was untruthful about.
"I do not need a ship for 8 just for a trading voyage. 3 or 4 men would be enough."
Taking another dramatic pause, Thaddeus would begin to spark another cigar. Basically in his sister's face whom was seated on his lap, while it might be bad for a child's health she'd get used to his chronic addiction.
"If I'm not mistaken, you said you were a mercenary earlier did you not?"
He said leaning in toward the undead lady, exhaling smoke Thaddeus would pass his hand through his ginger locks as he looked back over toward the brutish man would wanted to fight him.
"I need 8 men to help me on a treasure hunt, here in west blue..."
Leaning back from the counter top Thaddeus would sit back and watch the information process in each person's head. Even when he was lying he told the truth. When he fled to this island he kept overhearing about that damn treasure, over and over that treasure. It was about time Thaddeus did some investigating of his own. And he'd hoped these money hungry mercs would be up for the challenge of finding it.
xxxx justice is a swift hand plucking a rotten carrot!xxxxxxxxxx
The patrol was going very smoothly despite the complete and utter disregard for common decency the town seemed to hold. It truly was a town of cutthroats and villains, though nothing outwardly overt was being done, at least not in Benjamin's range of vision. "If only I had some way to see further at all times... I will have to develop something. An attachment for one of my weapons."[/b] The soft musing was idle and completely thoughtless, the mutterings of someone with their attention elsewhere, but still needing something else to occupy their mind. They had nearly completed their circuit around the village, only a few more dozen more meters and they would have surveyed the entirety of the village without incident. A miracle in a place such as they were in. With a small smile Benjamin looked downward to his companions and nodded once. They made a good team. If things could continue in such a manner forever the marines would soon have a new elite crew. With these cheery thoughts Benjamin was the last to complete the circuit of the city, but sadly not all was roses.
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Touching down on the ground next to his friends, his final moments in the air would be a useful few. Out of the corner of his bunny eyes Benjamin saw one thing. A group described in the information department. Mercenaries like much of the village. The group was supposedly armed and dangerous and had been making their wages not by capturing pirates or protecting villages, but instead by bringing down marines who were thought of as high value targets. Hitting the ground in a roll, Benjamin sprung up next to his friends with wide eyes, gesturing for quiet and getting close to them. "The group who have been capturing marines to hand over to pirates. The ones listed in the information department? I think I just saw them heading into a building. Two blocks east. We should keep together and search the area for clues... Sun you want point?" An honest offer for the highest rank and the strongest of the trio. Benjamin knew where his strengths lay, and it was not in a direct assault.
And so, as their patrol ended, something new began. The bunny landed beside them after a quick barrel roll to break his fall. Benjamin explained the situation, the suspect mercenary group hadn't been too far off. With a single nod of the head Sun accepted the offer of being granted point. He saw himself more as the combat-oriented member of their team so any trouble they'd face they'd have to deal with him first. Taking point on this operation he'd led the pair slyly around the corners of the block, little chicken feet tiptoeing about until he peered around one corner and then across the street"Over there..."He murmured out to the pair behind him, nodding his head towards an oddly guarded but abandoned building. Two guards stationed outside but through the busted windows her could see movement."Do we take them, or inform HQ?"He asked, a fan of option one but two was safer.
[Mercenary Investigation] Beyond simple patrols there was a growing concern about mercenary groups taking out bounties on prominent marines. No doubt this was a sign of the troubled times that those money hunters now had clients willing to pay for government officials instead of directly targeting those with official bounties. Who was putting these contracts out there and who was paying those contracts was something the military dearly wanted to know. In terms of investigating such phenomenon Vittoria had a slight edge over her comrades in that she had numerous underground contacts that pressure could be applied to for information. These contacts were of course obtained when she was a prominent member in her father Genovicci's criminal operations rather than her own but still it wasn't like they needed to be her contacts. All they needed to be was persuaded that it was in their best interest to tell Vittoria everything they knew. In Ridus Village there was one man in particular that she had a desire to hunt down and get some answers from. His name was Harold Bismurson and while on the surface he was a mere baker the man was actually an information broker. Tracking down his store front wasn't too difficult, it's not as if he moved frequently and business was probably pretty good in this area since it was basically an entire island filled with mercenaries. As she pushed the door open a small bell rang out to let the man know he had a customer. From somewhere in another room his voice called out while he approached the front counter. "Welcome to Frankie's how can I.... oh it's you Vittoria." A sinister smile grew on her face as his demeanor shifted straight to a defensive one. A sign of fear and nervousness that she would be more than happy to exploit. "Hiya Frankie and what no happy to see you Ms Vance? I don't even get offered a sign of respect? Just 'oh it's you'? That's not very nice Frankie and you know how I feel about people not being nice to me. You got a meat hook around her somewhere?" As she spoke it was almost like he began to sweat, her words were laced with a toxic sweetness as she spoke but he knew better. In particular he'd seen her torture somebody with a meat hook before purely for the fun of it. "S.. sorry Ms Vance, what can I do for you today?" She simply smiled and laughed at first which most definitely made him more afraid. Frankie had always felt that the Vance girl was quite right upstairs. "See that wasn't so hard. Now then you're going to tell me everything you know about mercs hunting marines and I won't put a bullet in your leg." It didn't take long for Frankie to spill his guts out and name names. Likely because her father didn't have a hand it. Cause if did the man would know that he'd dead for speaking about it. Having acquired what she needed, Vittoria simply left the shop with a wave before returning to her ship and heading back to base. [End Mercenary Investigation]
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Baram-Yu
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Baram-Yu still wasn’t completely sure what they were up to so she followed their moves and sneaked around and was careful not to make a sound. As Mr. Who Rang took point, she followed behind as the second in line, and as the bird spoke, she decided to take her own little peek, peering around the corner to assess the situation. She counted two guards outside and at least two more bodies inside. As she tried to gauge whether or not there were actually more present, she weighed the chicken’s words in her mind. On one end, there seemed to be no immediate harm in reporting what they saw and letting the mercenaries carry on with their tasks. However, if they really were up to something truly nefarious, then they’d have to do something about them pronto.
“I’m going to throw a trash can at them.”
She sounded as if she had already made up her mind. In fact, she was already turning to grab the nearest aluminum bin, and if no one stopped her, it would indeed go hurtling towards the guards.
After running and grabbing onto her unknown brother she could smell the booze on his shirt. Clearly he had been drinking. I mean why else would he have alcohol on his shirt. It didn't matter to Olivia though, she was just happy to have found him. Sadly, it didn't seem to be the same with him. When she pulled away he grabbed her hand and told her that she shouldn't be here because she was a child. His words didn't harm her in the slightest it was the grab of the hand that came to a surprise. Picking her up he would place her on his lap and looked over to the woman who was trying to kick her out.
With much enthusiasm he would declare that she was royalty, coming from a far land in the sky. He even went as far to call the woman dumb. Olivia had no idea what was going on or what he was even talking about. She was silent in her confusion and when his hand shot upwards pointing to the sky, her eyes followed. Apparently, this land was called the Torino Kingdom also dubbed the name Isle of Treasure.
This talk did nothing but confuse her more and she couldn't help be tilt her head to the side before she was shoved forward towards the zombie woman. Instead of speaking or asking questions Olivia would just take her bunny and push it towards the woman's face too, just like Thaddeus did with Olivia. Because she had no idea what was going on Olivia had came up with an idea of what was going on. That idea was, the woman was hard of sight.
Perhaps she had a hard time seeing things she pushing Olivia closer let her get a better look, so Olivia pushed her stuffed toy forward so she could get a better look of that. That toy and Olivia were a package deal, you will never see one without the other. It was always with her at all times. She would only pull her bunny away when she was pulled back and whispered into her ear. 'Play along or I'll kill you.'
Now she got it, they were playing a game of lies. "Okay." She would cheerfully whisper back with a smile. His threat didn't actually scare her, nothing much did. To her this was just a game.
He continued with his lies asking if she was certain and said he would do it if that was what she wished. She still didn't really know what he was doing but she was going to play along just as she was told. Nodding her head she confirmed whatever made up thing she said. When his eyes moved towards the bartender with a serious look on his face. Her role this time was to play princess. As he spoke olivia would cross her arms and nod to everything he was saying.
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