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Having spotted a fellow loyalist near the shipyard, Atiqua thought about acting sans Dickus. Wait why did she care? She was the cpatian! She had the hat and the flags here! Puffing up she radioed the othe troll.

"Atiqua here, calling fellow Loyalist- wanna take out some of those chums defending so I can get a wrecking by the docks?"

Dickus would get the docks. Water glubbin lover. (said the wannabe captain).

((Etsali was very excited and forgot to roll so I'm gonna do that here))

"DON'T TOUCH ME, DON'T TOUCH ME, DON'T TOUCH ME," Vulpin screamed at the girl pushing him through the door. He jumped out of her reach and pinched the shoulders of his poncho, fluffing it out to release the dust (and cooties). He composed himself "I can walk just fine on my own, thank you." he explained. He gave Luxara one of his side eyed glance, but not his most threatening one.

"I will follow you to this base. And participate in your "Team Bonding"." He performed the air quotes and shrugged his shoulders for added emphasis. He turned to the girls with a sly smile. "That reminds me, I don't know much about either of you, do I? Would you care to share a little?" he asked. Now that was how you got information out of people. Sly's "be friendly" tip might actually work in his favor this time. They'd be gabbing the whole way to the base. He just hoped that the girls wouldn't ask him the same question.

Group Progress:
Coordinates Unlocked: [5,2] [1,2] [1,1] [3,2] [3,4] [2,2] [5,6] [2,5] [1,4] [6,3]
Defenders on Standby: 0
Result of Action: Fortified the base at Old Market [1,4] by 7 durability!

The shrill sound of a distress signal woke Vulpin out of what was a particularly lovely nap. He sat up with a start, and grabbed the radio angrily. He held down the "talk" button. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU NEED?" Vulpin asked. He listened for a moment "You need troops? I'll send you some ******** troops."

"Museum of High Culture? Yeah this is your ******** leader Vulpin Cadmea and you better get your asses to the Daylight Mall, stat.". Done. He dropped the walkie talkie. He looked at his nails. Ugh, they had become positively filthy from all the work. He'd have to have a good cleaning when he got back to his hive.

He looked at his teammates. "What the ******** are you looking at?" He asked, disgruntled.

Group Progress:
Coordinates Unlocked: [5,2] [1,2] [1,1] [3,2] [3,4] [2,2] [5,6] [2,5] [1,4] [6,3]
Defenders on Standby: 0
Result of Action: Moved 10 defenders from Museum of High Culture to Daylight Mall!

Etsali paused in her building to peer suspiciously at Vulpin. They already knew her name, so what else did he want to know? And why? Thieves were supposed to be mysterious, so she couldn't just go handing out information all willy nilly. So she considered it a moment, watching him flip his hammer around with a mildly impressed look, and then smiled. "I'll trade you! A bit of my information for a bit of yours!" She pushed a board up into place, then wiggled her fingers at him, just cause. "That makes it fair!"

She waited to see if he'd accept the trade, but sometime during that time, he'd...gone to sleep. Well then. She edged over towards his shady spot very sneakily, leaning over, and then jumped back a step as the radio suddenly woke him. There was yelling and ordering and the thief stared at him, wondering how he'd gone from snoozing to that so fast. She pulled up that smile again. "Well? Trade?" She turned to glance at Luxara and pull her into the conversation, but was rewarded only with the sight of the troll disappearing into the distance. Huh. Well oh well.

"It's the only fair way," she reminded, and wondered if Forera was about. Then they could make even more trades and maybe she'd learn useful things!

Vulpin chuckled at the orangeblood. This girl didn't know when to give up, did she? Even when he was napping away she still remembered to nag him. Nosy, but then again, so was he. He gave her a wide lipped smile. "A trade, huh?" he asked. "How am I supposed to know it's a fair trade, huh? One of us is going to have to go first."

He stood up and dusted the sand off his pants. He folded his arms and leaned on the side of the building. "And technically, I asked first. It's only fair." Vulpin added.

"But if I go first, how do I know you'll still go?" Etsali pouted, rolling back on her heels while she tried to think up a solution. For an idea that was supposed to be the only fair way, it didn't seem very balanced at all. But fiiiine. Let me think..." What was a good easy bit of info to start with? She pondered over that a minute, then opened her mouth. Before anything could be said, Forera's voice burst into the silence, and she turned her head to listen to the excitable troll. "Ohhh, yeah, that sounds like a good idea! Really fair!" He couldn't avoid sharing around a fire on a GIRLS night. She paused, squinting at him, because he wasn't really a girl though, was he?

But then she shrugged, because Forera had said something else very interesting! "Makeup!" That was perfect! She'd very much approved of her war paint, and she of course had her 'mask', so now Vulpin would need something too! "Okay, let's start a fire then!"

"Of COURSE it's a great idea! I mean, psssh, thought of it, heehee!!!" She responded, and was really glad Etsali was happy she mentioned makeup because she was NOT letting that one go!! She nodded at her words, turning toward Vulpin and slowly beginning to grin mischievously as they stared at him. "Vulpin, Vulpin, Vulpin!! There's nooo work to doooo~" She murmured, giggling before watching him run. She gave him a five second start before she started running after him, singing one of her favorite songs just for Vulpin-- "ONE WAAY~ OR ANOTHEERRR~ IMMUNNA FIND YA! IMMUNNA GETCHA GETCHA GETCHA GETCHA!"