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More hustle and bustle. And suddenly, dragons! One more of them! One part of the group seemed about to leave, but another part was staying? Was he too late, or just in the nick of time?

One older gentleman proceeded to list off his list of skills to a tall, dark, and serious fellow, followed by a woman with long black hair. Perhaps he should do the same?

"Uh... hi everyone." Awkward pause for a moment as he looked back and forth within the bar, clearing his throat, then continuing. "I, uh... I'm Cecil... and I travelled a long way to



"Eep!" Cecil said, ducking out of the door frame to get out of this angry fellow's way. Feed? Was this man part of the vampire population that was unusually high in this part of the world? Best not to take one's chances, so he decided discretion was the better part of valor. Defending himself wasn't his strong suit, so best not to attract attention to himself.

After watching him leave, and waiting til the man was probably out of earshot, he would shrink back nervously into the doorway.

"Ahem. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... I'm sorry." he apologized, scratching the side of his head nervously, chuckling quietly.

"I'm... My name is Cecil Hawthorne, and I've travelled here from lands afar. I was prophecied to be here on this date for a mission of dire importance, and I come to offer my services as a practicioner of the arcane."

...

Facepalm! "GODS, it still sounds recited!" he scorned himself, before sighing audibly. "I'm sorry. I... well, I was told to be here, and it sounded like a good idea. I don't even know what's going on."

Pressing his index fingertips together in front of his face nervously, he struggled with what to say next, opening and closing his mouth several times in uncertainty.

"I... I can make people big? And a little healing. And, uh... yeah..."

Awkwaaard.

By now, Twitch and Ryuji had come to some of understanding... though she probably didn't do anything, what with Sakura recently asking it not to chew on the blades. Satisfied, she went to Seung to give them an update, and start splitting people up so she could send some of the guys home. That didn't take long at all... she wasn't going to embroil these random guys in all of this, though she pretty much forced Seung to stay on call. That news produced a wail to the heavens from the Korean, heard possibly for quite a distance, but it had been settled. She'd keep a way to contact Seung after they were dropped off, so whenever they had to egress it could happen in a timely fashion.

See, everything had gone on fine enough... the first team was on their way out. D' watched the girls-and-man ready themselves to ship off as she went back inside the Tavern.

*BONK*

Not watching where she was going, she hadn't noticed that somewhere between here and there, she'd gained some size, notably the height that had her smacking her head on the top edge of the doorway and stumble stupidly to the ground. She immediately sat up and looked around, trying to figure out exactly what happened.

"Dude, what the hell?"

Maximos didnt answer Lucind with words persay. Bright eyes and a wide smile said, "Of course my dear, you didnt even have to ask." Better than those very words would have.

"Very well Ma--"

Was all the vampire would get out before Maximos looked over shoulder, with an empty sort of stare, his eye brow cocked as he interrupted.

--Your still here? Go!

He said, rather curtly. Honestly? Wasnt his nod enough?

With that he turned back to Quin, and Maximos listened. A seriousness about his face intermingled with kindness. It wore a smile, and yet in his eyes were flecks of the serious the situation truly did inspire.

Quin's every word was caught, as Max gave the man the clear impression that each word did infact matter as much as it truly did.

...ranged combat, sniping, stealth, infiltration, and things that go boom...

And vehicles. Maximos did not know much about vehicles though he knew that a large chopper and a dragon were not exactly the pinnacle of stealth operation. And that if the first squad did infact encounter a combat situation then arriving in something so very noticeable would only put the squad in danger.

As Quin finished, Maximos folded his arms across his chest, index and middle fingers of one hand rising to his chin. It was a "Hmm" pose, and a "Hmm" is precisely what followed. He hadnt expected so many to jump at the first squad...but...

We havent yet arranged our other squads. Though if its an even divide I do know, as it stands mine consists of myself of course, Ms. Rae, and the vampire. Sun will most likely be taking Hono, Lazenca, and perhaps Lady Rei. That leaves Twitch, Rain Yupa...

As Maximos recognized him from his vision. And assumed the man hadnt left yet, as his essence was on Hono.

And...

He made a gesture toward the man at the door. A once Mr...

"I, uh... I'm Cecil."

Mr. Cecil.

He said with a nod, before turning back to Quin.

Your welcome on either squad. Though I do believe mine will be last, leaving us a good amount of room from sneaking behind busy enemy lines and delivering a generous helping of "boom". And I will admit to a certain curiousity as to how these...

What was that word, he seemed to be searching for it in his mouth somewhere before finally finding it and letting it slip.

...gadgets, work.

Maximos was always a curious man. And technology while far from his realm of usual understanding was always of interest. It seemed to function so similar to magic, a few same base principals with entirely different methods to them. Though speaking of magic....

I'm... My name is Cecil Hawthorne, and I've travelled here from lands afar. I was prophecied to be here on this date for a mission of dire importance, and I come to offer my services as a practicioner of the arcane.

Excuse me a moment.

Maximos said with a respectful nod to Mr. Mathadius, before turning to make his way toward the wizard at the door. Maximos was perhaps not the best face of the party. There was a sort of reddish stain to his black shirt and pinstriped vest. His sleeves were rolled up with his right arm bandaged, and his left arm well, and his clothes were somewhat beat. Yet still from surviving the explosion at the stadium.

"GODS, it still sounds recited!" he scorned himself, before sighing audibly. "I'm sorry. I... well, I was told to be here, and it sounded like a good idea. I don't even know what's going on."

Maximos' hand rose to pat the man on the shoulder. His mismatched black and white eyes that be ing a black left, white right eye meeting Cecil's from behind a pair of glasses.

You sound absolutely fine. No use wasting a good destiny, come...sit down.

Maximos would make his way toward the large meeting table, a gentle nudge being made at the mans shoulder. A universal gesture of welcoming. And slid out an empty chair. Then, gestured to Sun.

Mr. Sunstrike was just finishing up a briefing. I'm sure he wouldnt mind repeating a bit for Quin and for--

*BONK*

From a head that size, no offense meant, a bonk did a bit to shake the doorframe, and the door. Her arms longer, Twitch was likely able to grab the door and pull before he head met solid matter. Leaving the door swung just open enough for everyone to see.

"Dude, what the hell?"

And in turn for Maximos to redirect his last sentence.

...for your and our sakes, Mr. Cecil, could you em...help with that.

He said with a smirk of sorts. A smile to show there was nothing to truly fear...'cept perhaps Twitch's temper.

The sudden, literally, appearance of Damion on the Firebrands proverbial doorstep would likely create no suprise at all, likely no one was paying that much attention. Twitch, however, was blocking his way in, though that was secondary to his confusion as to how he had gotten there in the first place. Last he remember he was talking to that orange headed...." Yer' blockin' the door."

Was that his voice? Sounded like his, though he didn't rightly remember telling his mouth to move and form said words. It was like he was a passenger in his own body right now, his spirit lost in la-la land.

Katie caught the goggles that were tossed to her and slipped them on. She in no way understood the dragon, so she didn't know what Sakura thought was so funny.

Then Sakura was bounding up towards them to get a seat on the dragon.

"Wait..what? Dig your fingers in?"

She wasn't about to start expressing that she was afraid of heights, not in front of two people she didn't know. The best thing was to hold on tight and not look down, right? This was not going to be fun.

"..."

She glanced towards Madi and Asherah to see if their dragon had seats. Her fingers were already digging into the red dragon's scales, paranoia was definitely crashing over her, but if she thought of other things she could keep it squashed, mostly.

Madison was rather excited as this was her first time flying.

She held onto the dragonas well as she could and waited for lift off. And to be honest, she couldn't wait.