The black-haired elven woman, Frida enters the room, without saying anything, sitting aside Silver.
A squad of wait-staff enters the dining room, uncovering tonight's dinner.
Egyptian food. Falafel, Bechamel, Konafa, and more spread before you, ready to be scopped into your plates.
"So..." Silver said. "Any guesses where your next assignment is?"
The sewers? Somewhere not involving fun houses and shapeshifters Ammon puts his hands together, muttering a small prayer before readying himself to eat.
"Mhmmhmm?" Yelis said, pointing to his plate of food and mumbling around a mouthful, his eyes widening. One swallow later, "What, Egypt? Tell me it's not mummies…"
"what's this about Egypt?" Moment quips when he enters, finally returning. On his shoulders, sat a boy the age of ten who was babbling about everything he was seeing
"WHOOAAAAAA!, Geralt did you see that clock room over there, it was sooooo coooool." the child then switches his attention from his brother to the group currently eating, blue eyes shining and his wild shoulder length black hair swinging with the movement, his eyes zero in on Devic and Yelis. "bro, you didn't tell me that your friends with master splinter and...bro why does the Fox guy only have one tail?"
Geralt is silent, his eyebrow twiching. He could not believe what was said, wordlessly he pulls down his mask and cowl to show the deadpan face of Geralt Snacko "...Hi guys...this is my brother Turt"
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Eying the food with noticeable distrust, Skjor took a bite of the falafel and shrugged. It wasn't what he was used to but it wasn't that had. "We are probably going to the country this good originates." When Moment came in holding a kid, he just raised an eyebrow. "I do not perform at children's parties."
Devic looks up at the new arrival. I've certainly called worse names. She notices Moments familiar face.
Ehh, hi Geralt! Hi Turt! So that vas you? Aren't kid siblings great?
Devic finally notices the food in front of her after greeting the brothers. She hesitates a bit, but ends up getting into the good stuff.
Also, just texted my brother Raikov. He didn't go to Finland as I thought, was Sokolov, other brother.
Rameil looks at Geralt and his mouth twitches into a smile. "At least you can deliver coffee at a Moment's notice, right?"
"Hey, short stack." He says to the little brother.
Hey guys Ammon says through a mouth full of food, Smiling .
thinking on it, What's a Master Splinter?
Silver put her hand over her mouth and gave an unconvincing gasp.
"Whaaaaaaat?" She said slowly as Frida rolled her eyes. "My coffee boy is the Moment? What a surprise. I had no idea. What a coincidence."
She quickly changes the subject. "Yelis is correct. Cairo, to be exact. There have been a few unexplained murders there that they want us to check out. Deep claw marks, but cauterized."
Frida speaks up. "This will give the team the chance to showcase your investigative skills. We can't point you to some specific funhouse this time. You're going to have to find the murderer yourself."
Silver nodded. "Exactly. This team should be every bit as capable mentally as you are in combat."
A smile grows on Ammon's face at the mention of going to Egypt, Clapping his hands making a high pitched yay-esq noise. I wonder what it could be: A fire breathing dragon, oooh or maybe some kind of genie or Snake thing, maybe a mummy . His excitement only growing .
Yelis looked a little less worried. "Well, that doesn't sound particularly mummy-like. I mean, I don't know much about them, but I presume they're kinda flammable and not particularly beclawed. At least, I sure hope so…" he said, frowning for an instant before addressing the latest arrival, a small kid. Revelations of secret identities weren't particularly noteworthy in his family, after all. "Well, many of my people do have more than one tail," he explained, nodding. "As many as nine! The more tails, the more powerful their natural magic is. But since any of us with two or more tails can cast an illusion to look like they only have one tail, you shouldn't assume anything!"
Mental talents you say? I am pleased to say that is my specialty area. Between us, I am sure handle thees Boogeyman of yours. Devic states matter-of-factly between bites. She takes a cup of whatever alcoholic beverage happens to be available. If none, she produces her own from her bag.
Hey guys Ammon says through a mouth full of food, Smiling .
thinking on it, What's a Master Splinter?
Its a comic book thing. I'll explain later."
"So if I'm understanding this, we just got done risking our lives knowing where we had to look, and right after we have to go somewhere we don't know where to look? And just who is gonna handle my part of the city while I'm in Cairo?"
Putting Turt back on the ground, Geralt kneels down to get on eye level with his brother "ok Turt, this is going to be your home for...a while, why don't you go and check out that clock room again while we talk about hero stuff?"
The young boy nods excitedly and without a word runs to the table, swipes some cheese, and bolts out.
Sighing, Geralt turns back to the group and re-masks himself
"so Egypt...that's cool"
Mental talents you say? I am pleased to say that is my specialty area. Between us, I am sure handle thees Boogeyman of yours. Devic states matter-of-factly between bites. She takes a cup of whatever alcoholic beverage happens to be available. If none, she produces her own from her bag.
Yelis flinched unexpectedly, his expression darkening suddenly. He took a few slow breaths before grabbing a drink as well.
"The local authorities haven't found anything out yet?" he asked between sips.
"Of course I mention Egyypt and everyone's first thoughts are about mummies." Silver said with a wry smile.
"Glad to hear you're confident, Devic. Just don't let that get the better of you."
She looked over to Rameil. "Of course not right after. You may sleep here, your homes, or in the hotel I booked for you guys in Cairo. I'm sorry about your next job coming so soon, but this was too urgent for me to ignore. People are dying."
Frida spoke up. "After this, there are no requests for you to be anywhere." She said.
"I'd ask you to trust that your part of the city can stay out of trouble for the time being, but I understand that any place that warrants a vigilante to protect it isn't particularly good at it. I'm sorry, but I'm asking you to make a sacrifice."
"If the authorities knew anything besides the conditions of the bodies, I would have told you." She said. "I hate it too, but it looks like you're going in blind."
Mental talents you say? I am pleased to say that is my specialty area. Between us, I am sure handle thees Boogeyman of yours. Devic states matter-of-factly between bites. She takes a cup of whatever alcoholic beverage happens to be available. If none, she produces her own from her bag.
Yelis flinched unexpectedly, his expression darkening suddenly. He took a few slow breaths before grabbing a drink as well.
"The local authorities haven't found anything out yet?" he asked between sips.
You alrighty? Stub your toe? Devic asks at this bizarre shift in tone.
She nods to Ms. Silver and Frida before continuing.
Egypt is mostly sand pit. But Cairo has very nice people. She finishes a glass. Egyptian pantheon ehh, has very strong presence as might expect. Do ve have any contacts to meet? If not, someone needs speak Arabic. The next glass is half empty. Or as she interperets it, twice as large as it needs to be right now.
Oh, other idea. If anyone understands Celestial, could speak with priests in Cairo. Certain they can help. Devic tacks on as an after thought.
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"Hem. Got something caught in my throat," Yelis said, waving a hand dismissively. "The only Celestial I know is for 'Sorry, I am lost. I do not belong here.' Oddly enough, that's the only Abyssal and Infernal I know too."
"We hired a translator to help you through Cairo." Frida assured.
Silver took a bite of dessert. "Whenever you're ready, today or tomorrow, there is a door for Cairo in the clock room."
"Someone find out when that is for us and get a hold of me. I'm gonna go walk my neighborhood for an hour or two before coming back to rest."
So, we would need to leave bit, ehh late in morning then. 0600 hours should work. Or 0500 if you like. I should use this time to ehh, restock. If we are to be serious about this, I should ehh, diversify. Devic says, getting up from the table to leave. She stops before she enters the door.
Devic asks Ms. Silver Don't suppose you have any quick access for ehh, Alchemical items? I may be able to build them myself if proper equipment is here, but would not be time efficient.
Whenever we want to leave is fine, although i don't know how much help i can be for investigation Ammon laughs a bit scratching the back of his head.
Geralt nods at what Devic suggests, finding the plan to work for him. Turning to leave he says "alrighty then I'm gonna go make sure my brother is not messing with some sort of secret weapon or something that you might keep here."
Whenever we want to leave is fine, although i don't know how much help i can be for investigation Ammon laughs a bit scratching the back of his head.
Not to worry, I assure you someone will take poor to our questions. You would "insist" we continue. The word insist being punctuated by air quotes.
Devic adds, Hope interrogation is off table here. She leaves once more.
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"I'm sure you'll be of help, Ammon." Silver assured.
"Have a nice rest of the day." Silver said after dinner.
Walking the streets, Devic notices an Alchemy shop. A sign above the door reads; Gnome Depot.
Gnomes, huh? Maybe this will be a good stop. She thinks as she headed inside, entirely unaware of the pun. Once in, she locates the nearest Gnome.
Hello! I'd like to buy a few of your wares please.
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"If it is all the same, Aegis and I shall retire for the time being," Skjor said, standing up and strapping Aegis to his back. "Without a neighborhood to look after or supplies to shop for, resting seems to be the right plan." After giving his fare-the-wells to those who are left, he left the room and went to the one he picked out earlier.
As will I, see you guys bright and early With that Ammon leaves for his room.
"What would you be looking for, Ratling?"
Whenever you want guys, show up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed at Lunaris Towers for the next chapter.
She leans against the counter, acting more casually than normal I believe the most beneficial items might be:
2 Alchemist Fire
1 Ghast Wretch Flask
2 Ghost Salt Blanches
3 Tanglefoot Bags
and I'm interested in anything else you may recommend for a trip to Egypt.
"Man, that bed was heaven..." Geralt, dressed in his suit, mumbles as he walks back inside the meeting room. Letting out a quick yawn before taking a sip of one of the coffees in his hand.
Seeing as he was the first to arrive, Geralt just leans against the wall, taking a sip of coffee every once and a while.
Ammon walking down stairs, having finished polishing his armor and weapon, About time someone woke up, I need a pot and pan He says rummaging around the kitchen for one.
The gnome humms. "That will be 160 GP." He said, putting on a dispraportionally wide smile.
Geralt gets a text. 1 peppermint hot chocolate <3 Silver.
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Finally finding what he is looking for, Ammon precedes to walk around the floors banging the instruments together, EVERYBODY WAKE UP, Lose an hour in the morning, and you will be all day hunting for it. The demon child shouts, in an attempt to wake everyone.
Sounds acceptable, good day. Devic swipes her credit card, and leaves with her new belongings.
After heading home, she gathers what few things she can walk with, and heads for Lunaris for the night.
Devic makes her way to the clock room hearing familiar voices.
Huh? Ah, thought I heard voices! Morning. Apologies, I do not ehh, usually stay asleep zhat late. She hears the thunderous crashing in the kitchen.
Who taught the bol'shaya how to cook? She sits down at the table, producing a flask of what is easy to guess to be alcohol.
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putting down the pans after he is confident he has thoroughly woken everyone up, he makes an attempt at cooking the most difficult of dishes...Pancakes.
Ammon is whistling while he works, tail flickering back and forth with a smile on his face.
Oh, morning Devic...Actually back on the farm i wasn't allowed in the kitchen. the last time i almost burned the house.
Devic looks straight down at the table and mutters Derzhite eti stolknoveniya gorshki v 4:30 v grebanoy utrom osla . My uvidim, naskol'ko khorosho vy mozhete plavat' golym v afrikanskikh grebanyy Kongo. She looks up quickly Oh, hi Ammon. You sleep well?
It was alright, the sounds of the city were new, maybe a bit to loud. But hey, i have a year out here so i'll get used to it. How was your sleep?
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As Ammon shouted to wake everybody up, there was a loud crash from Yelis's room, followed by the casting of several spells. The kitsune eventually emerged, one hand glowing and the other mimicking the shape of a gun. "What? What is it?" he asked, looking around nervously.
It was alright, the sounds of the city were new, maybe a bit to loud. But hey, i have a year out here so i'll get used to it. How was your sleep?
Good, good. forgot what it's like to sleep in new mattress. putting the flask away.
It's the morning, time to wake up. The day is wasting away, it's already Ammon answers
So anyone want pancakes, A breakfast is the most important meal of the deal after all
Ammon feels a presence behind him. Should he turn around, he sees a rather perturbed Ms. Frida. "I'm assuming you have a good reason for the ruckus?"
He turns around giving his usual stupid smile, Early bird catches the worm, It's gotten really late already i'm surprised everyone isn't up yet He begins setting plates of the delicious cakes at a nearby table.
Yelis grimaced at Ammon. "What in Abbadon do you think I want with worms?" he grumbled, sliding in to one of the chairs. Still grumbling, he passed his hand over his face a few times, prestidigitating himself clean.
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"It's a wretched expression." Ramiel replies as he enters the room look quite well rested. He flicks some static electricity at Ammon anyway. "Stop shouting. Demon kin or not, it's no excuse for rudeness." He chuckles.
Ammon seems to not notice the electricity as it makes contact, Nice try buddy, part demon remember. So who wants Pancakes?! He smiles offfering plates up