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Eostre still can't hit these dumb robots through all these mice.

Eostre does 0 damage.

Being tucked into a corner behind his lusus was starting to get really boring. LaRoce had already established that there wasn't much money to be had in this joint, except for the blue dude, but every time he made some motion in that direction, the Hogfather shifted his bulk ever-so-slightly and trapped him again.

"Would you just let me go!?" LaRoce complained, struggling to get out around the Hogfather's head. "I can fight too! Besides, all the other trolls are going to capture that guy before we do!" The Hogfather grunted as rubber mice pelted his skin, but by virtue of it being incredibly thick, they didn't do much damage.

LaRoce deftly caught a stray mouse. "See! This doesn't even look very dangerous! Come ooooooon!" But the only response he got was a leg-swipe that knocked him to his knees. "Owwww, seriously, Dad..."

A second swipe of the Hogfather's mighty trotters was enough to knock one of the robots flat.

"It's nice that you're giving yourself in that easily, but I highly doubt the Queen would allow you to keep them. After all, they are... I guess you could say, lethal?" Vremea stated matter-factly, heaving a lengthy exhale. Although she wasn't tired, that broom whack on her stomach still knocked the breath out of her. She pulled her hair ribbons out of her hair and redid her hair— wow, was this basement stuffy. She began to walk up to the guy and pursed her lips, stopping to think. If she claimed him as hers, others would begin screaming and shouting— she just knew it. After all, they were all here for the same reason.

What to do? Maybe they could all bring the man together and split it by 11... No, many would oppose to that. If worst comes to worst, they'd all start fighting each other for the troll.

...Would the purplebloods or bluebloods even need the money, due to their already vast amount of it? Vremea frowned. "Excuse me, everyone, excuse me!—" She exclaimed, a little louder than how she usually would. She pulled a nearby pedestal next to the man and climbed onto it, calm yet poised. She felt braver than how she did before— as a kid, she was a little bolder... She felt less paranoid. Channeling her voice to reach the whole room, Vremea's eyebrows knit together in slight worry. "Now that we've all caught him— what is gog's name are we going to do with him? I highly doubt any of us would want to give him up to just one group and not get anything from all the work we've put into this..." She pursed her lips again. "And I honestly don't think we should keep fighting. Some of us are already tired enough as it is..." Vremea wiped her forehead for effect.

"I propose we split the reward... Although many of you may not be too happy about that." She just knew someone was bound to scream at her.

Clap him in irons! Parade him through town! They finally did it! Hurrah! Oh, but what was this? Some lowblood making a speech? Khanda really only half listened. Yes, yes, they caught him, let's just turn him in already! She could care less about the reward! She had been searching even before she knew of any reward. All she wanted was to turn back to normal. "Fine, fine," she said with a wave of her hand and a roll of her eyes. "Can we just turn him in already? The sooner we turn him in the sooner a cure can be found, right? You all can fight over the reward and beat each other up for all I care. I just want to go back to noooooormaaaaaal!" This was all so tedious. After the rush of battle they wanted to sit down and negotiate? Booooooriiiiiing! Couldn't they figure out all that stupid stuff later?

Wow, Vremmy sure was good at speaking. Odette would never be able to jump up in front of a crowd and take charge like that. And so eloquently, too. The entire situation had her full attention. She kept silent and watching, prepared to jump at the quickest moment if anyone laid a hand on her yellowblooded friend. So far so good, though. The highbloods were actually agreeing to splitting the reward? That came to a shock to Odette, but then again you can't always judge a troll by their blood. Actually, was that Eostre? Odette was too wrapped up in the battle that she failed to notice someone she recognized! She would have to converse with her after these reward matters were settled.

"Heeeeey."

That spooked Odette right out of her little slippers. She was too focused on the conversation being held that she didn't expect someone to start talking to her on the sidelines, let alone a stranger. She quickly turned away from the other redblood and gave her best attempt to wipe off the remaining blood on her face from her sniffnode-bleed. As soon as that was accomplished, she turned back to face him, and stammered out "S-s-salutations."

"I saw you fight. Maybe. Probably. Nice moves!" Odette felt even more heat rising to her cheeks than normal. All compliments meant so much to her, even if she wasn't entirely sure if this redblood was watching her fight at all.

"Thanks, I wish I could say the same but I... uh... don't remember seeing you fight though," she said. Wait, was this the charge of the hogbeast lusus that had been charging in occasionally during the fight? Was this an actual kid, or was he just a teen-turned-kid with an overprotective lusus? Despite her curiosity, Odette felt it would be rude to ask him about the matter. After all, it didn't really matter. They were all kids here. Well, maybe except that one seadweller guy.

"Hey, what say we get out of here? There's too many highbloods in here, and you know neither one of us is getting anything." He was probably right about this. Even though they both knew they were the trolls who needed the beetles the most, they also both knew that the others would somehow scare them away from it.

"I would leave, but I'm not just here for me," Odette motioned towards Vremea, "She is a close friend deserving my respect and if necessary, my protection, and I won't be leaving without her."

As the children debated between each other, the blueblood slowly seemed to pull himself together. And waited. And polished his glasses. And crossed his arms. And tapped his foot. Eventually, unable to hold back any longer, he stepped forward and interrupted, haughtiness restored.

"Look here! If you're just going to stand around and argue, rather than do anything, then get out of my hive. I have work to do, and you all clearly have no idea what you're doing. Coming in here, kicking up a fight, then loitering around like this, can't you see I'm a busy troll? After all, my precious girls aren't going to repair themselves."

Hey guys, let's try to get this finished! Work out however you'd like who leaves with the blueblood, grab whatever your troll would like to bring with them, and ship on out! Once he's been removed, I will post the aftermath and get things wrapped up ~

Khanda had grown impatient as well. They were all just being stupid. The little seadweller blinked as a blueblood made her anouncement and took the hat of their prey. Ew, why would she take that? It probably hadn't been washed in a while. He obviously didn't bother keeping himself presentable looking. After she left Khanda surveyed the room once more. All she wanted to do was catch the bad guy, she didn't care about the reward. She had just been standing here, waiting for the others to get their act together and drag him in to custody, but with the blueblood's departure something sparked in her thinkpan. They were all so intent on the reward, obviously someone would bring him in. She personally didn't have to do it. All she needed to do was to make sure she got the cure once it was made. He'd surely be forced into making one once he was turned in.

Well, that was that. With a nod she turned to follow the blueblood back up the stairs. "Come on, Thalia," she said as she made her exit. "I'm tired of all this arguing." She wanted to get out of the dusty basement as soon as possible. There was nothing here she wanted. Before going up the steps, however, she remembered something and did a little jog back to the fat blueblood. With a frown she gave him and swift kick to the shin. That was for causing her all this trouble! Satisfied with her revenge she took her leave.