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Otto gave her a flat stare. He was pretty sure she was just covering her a** with excuses. In what way did his fainting over a bug sighting make him a brave Pirate King? He gave up with a sigh and turned to continue his work. No use arguing with her. She was his helper today.

If only he had a helper every day.

"Fine, you win. I'm almost done with the windows here. What's next on the list?" Maybe after this he could nap. Or read.. or drum a bit. Though lately he'd been much too lethargic for any entertaining hobbies. He could at least stare at them and pretend he wanted to.

Blech. Questions. Otto would oblige, since she was helping. Give and take, and all that. Otto got down from the chair he'd been using to reach high places, following after Stormy.

"A lot. Why?" He'd had a long term mission there, one he did not miss. He preferred talking to Halloween as himself, not some gross zombie girl. Actually, he didn't like talking to them at all.

She had a good idea. He'd thought of it too, to be honest. However, he lacked charisma. But Stormy? She had it. She might pull it off. "It's not too hard blendin' in. The trick is being likeable. Yer pretty likeable, so you could probably make it work. Just rely on your weapon for anythin' specific you need to know, like lingo or whatever."

He took the mop from her, readying it and helping get the bucket filled with hot and soapy water.

"Don't matter none. As long as you don't use human world stuff, you'll fit in fine. They're just as diverse in Halloween as anywhere else." He felt a small tinge of pride suddenly. He knew small nuances about Halloween thanks to his experience.

Otto took the other side of the hall, so they could mop side by side up the hall while conversing. "I was looking at what sort of means of communication they used. Stuff like cell phones, gossip rings and all that. They even have Twitter, but they call it Critter. Oh, and internet is interwebs."

"That was the idea." Otto nodded, "That way I wouldn't have to go there myself so much." The less social interaction, the better. He hated trying to trick people, or pretending to be someone else. It all rubbed him the wrong way.

Spying? Nah, that didn't bother him in the least.

"Halloween is more a resource than a threat. It's the Horsemen I'm scared of."

"I know of her. Met her with Gale, once." Otto murmured. It wasn't a very pleasant mission, but no mission ever was, really.

"Um.. I don't have an impressive roster goin.. M'not exactly Mr. Friendly, even when I'm in a golem." Amrita he'd met as a golem, and he still felt she was not going to be very helpful on the Horsemen front. She was very Anti-Hunter. Very. Her thoughts on Horsemen were unknown, but over all he wanted to keep his contact with her minimal.
Alex seemed somewhat helpful, although he made him feel uncomfortable. After all, he'd bit him once when he was out of a golem.

Hm...

"Actually.. there's a zombie named Alex. He's really helpful to new faces, last I checked." Stormy seemed to want to go all out in this endeavour, and Otto was more than happy to let her. He hated golems. He preferred others go in his stead. Actually, this worked out great! Stormy could go on these endeavours for him. She was much friendlier, after all. "I think it's a good idea. Anything you find out, keep note of it."

She had a point. He didn't seem to have trouble making friends despite his sour disposition. Still, he really loathed the process of cozying up to Halloween.

Stormy's eager attitude toward the work was astounding. Baffled, he tried to mop and think at the same time. Sharing the workload between another person was just what the doctor ordered. If Gale knew he had his girlfriend doing chores for him? Heh..

"Uh.. let's stick to what we got so far. I don't have a whole lot going on aside from that and... this." He gestured with the mop. His menial chores kept him fairly busy. He'd been avoiding Halloween missions, on account of his distaste for it. "I'll let you know if I get anything."

He paused a moment, twisting his mouth as he searched for words, "Um.. thanks."

Holy Crap. While Stormy was a bit of a chatter, she was also Godsent. No wonder Gale liked her. She was pleasant enough, not overly annoying. Best yet, she was willingly accepting a good chunk of his work. Otto's eyes rounded into blue orbs, staring at her as if she might disappear if he blinked.

"That's... perfect." If he got bothered by Lawr or Chantelle, he'd just call Stormy in to help ease the stress of it. Crap... a thank you wouldn't be enough. She was really saving his skin and sanity here. "All of it. Perfect... If uh, you need anything that requires a Full Hunter's status, and Gale isn't around, call me. To pay you back for all this."