Hunty eyed the demons with a roughly equal mixture of caution and boredom. This could go all possible ways of wrong - but they knew this from the start, did they not? Ever since they'd taken that offer for that blasted gem back when the big war started. Ever since they'd gotten mixed in this. Now they'd pretty much ran out of options, and could only wait and see what would happen next.
She watched Leraye getting handed over in an absentminded sort of way. This was it, then. The demon slipped away again. And it was slightly disappointing that she felt more 'good riddance' rather than 'oh noes'. She'd had enough goose-chase for now.
Her gaze followed Leraye as he was led away. On her shoulder, she could feel Bloody Mary stand, or rather squat to attention, ready to react should anything happen. She was vaguely aware of Fraze showing up at her side again as Leraye was teleported away. So far so nice... but they still might pull something at the last minute.
"Look around you." Oh, she had. She hadn't liked the idea of coming so far from home, but now that she was out here, this vast infinity of opportunities actually felt... rather familiar, tugging at her sleeve much like the call of the high seas.
"I thought I would never see a more beautiful sight, but..."-huzzawhat?
If the demons
had tried anything funny at that point, both Hunty and Bloody Mary would've missed it. The new info took a moment to process, and at about that point Hunty pretty much decided that words don't do that scene justice so she did the next best thing.
((Nosrsly, I figured I'm way better off drawing this than trying to describe it x3 I
am more of an artist than a writer and this show has been lacking in imagery.))
"Awright, hombre," Bloody Mary growled in his finest long-tirade-coming-up voice, although he did keep it down, "it's mostly been your own luck that I owe you a couple favors and we've been getting along fine so far-"
"Bloody Mary." Hunty's voice was heavy with strained patience. She also wished that she could curse her blood circulation straight down to the netherhells.
"-there's a time and place for everything, 'specially diplomacy-"
"Bloody Mary..."
"-things have been complicated enough and anyway as far as common sense goes you two should so not-"
"
Marik."
The meepit shut up. Real name was heavy cavalry. It was pretty much the final warning before squish-and-Sev. He did however opt for some general grumbling as he turned his focus back at the demonic spaceships, just in case something was still about to go wrong.
Hunty sighed, rubbed her forehead, and all of a sudden realized that she didn't actually have anything to say. She settled for a sheepish smile. Was the least she could do, anyway.
"We need to talk," she said, casting a sideways glance at the rest of the gang, a glance that bore a heavy load of 'oh, you so did not hear anything, come on, just try me'. "Alone."
"Ah-huh," Bloody Mary said disapprovingly, sounding much like a very small and blue mother-in-law.
"Look," Hunty said, "this needs to get talked out, you can't argue that... 'sides, we did come here for a reason, if you remember."
There was a small pause, one of those knowing pauses that exchanged private information between the captain and her, as it were, external conscious-drive... then the meepit seemed to settle a little.
"Just you watch it," he said, in a voice that didn't have too high hopes, and then Cyborg piped up. With the overall mood both Hunty and Bloody Mary were in, it was a convenient reason to turn and fry him in their collective stares.
"What really strikes me as odd, is how perfectly shaped it is to look like an albatross. What's the significance of that? Do you think there's any way of getting rid of it?""Oh, I could think of a few ways," Hunty said dryly, patting the dagger fastened to her belt.
"It's mostly done with lasers, to my knowledge," Bloody Mary remembered. He was now eyeballing Fraze. The meepit didn't look that unfriendly any more, but had a general air of trying to reach some kind of a decision.
"That so? Well, I saw plenty of those back there. In fact, we should probably get back inside, it looks like there's nothing more coming from our demonic buddies up there and even if there is, it'd probably be easier to deal with it indoors."
What I'd like to have, though, is a Guild Wars Art Thread. Heck, I've been planning to gather all the crackpics from the past GWs together in one thread for ages. They're currently peppered throughout the last two OOC threads which are kinda sorta hundreds of pages total, and they'll take some time to dig up, with context and everything. Mebbe we should start with that.
Because complicated is fun~
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