Children of the Gods: Arc 2 [Game/Closed]

[DarkRawen]

"I can understand that you find it somewhat difficult, being emotionally...different. I'm sorry if I was short or aggressive towards you. I have priorities, so if I perceive something that would put us in danger, I tend not to care about how I stop it, or why it happened. So, apologies."

Andrew wasn't sure about what he thought about being called emotionally different. Especially since the latter was said with a hesitation normally used when one was thinking about something to say that wasn't too insulting.

I'm not emotionally different.

He thought to himself, though, he doubted Prometheus meant anything negative with it, given the titan's tone and words. Even so, Andrew couldn't help but feel that it was a bit saddening.

"I'm sorry too, then, for being emotionally different," he responded. It was an honest apology, and his tone and expression was sure to reflect on that. Despite that, he wasn't entirely pleased. "I'll try to be something else."

Even though my actions didn't ever harm us.

Andrew was rather sure of that he had been more of a help than a hinder, yet, when considering it, the titan's reply sounded more like a pity apology than anything else.

I tried, at least.


"Regarding the...mist goddess...I think it's best if we tell the others. Secrets will just weaken us, I think. I can't think of who it might be off the top of my head - the Americans have always been distant to me. But if she can cripple me, she knows where I am. If she's in your shower, then she can clearly move quickly, perhaps over great distance."

Andrew nodded, he had a couple of thoughts about that himself, but he decided to leave it be. He had told Prometheus, that was all he felt like doing now.

However, he shook his head, there was another thing he had to ask.

"Prometheus... can I trust you? Could we be friends? I..." he trailed off as the suspicious man passed, and spoke, perhaps making it hard for the titan to hear him, or perhaps the other simply ignored him.

"Old friend. Anyway, let's get goi-"

A girl in a hood passed, and not too long after Andrew found himself grabbed and dragged towards the group.

I should have said something about that as well.

How many times had that happened?

A little too many for my liking.

Over there, Prometheus spoke to the whole group, Andrew walking over to Nicole and making an expression that said something like "well, I tried", assuming she would remember what he had said the night before about talking to the titan.

"Dark hooded girl on the train - do you see her? She's a half-God, Egyptian, mother allied with Dio, on the run. It'd be worth our time to talk to her - she might have information regarding Dionysus' allies, including Loki, as well as being worth something dead or alive...if we so choose. Through that door is a Market of sorts. We're in no rush, so if anyone wants to have a chat with her, you have 5 minutes before that train leaves."

It would certainly be decent information if we got anything, but...

"I'd say it's a good idea, but I'm not the right person to talk to anyone, apparently," Andrew muttered, and leaned over to Nicole, speaking to her only.

"I'm not emotionally different, right? I'm a lot... but not that... right?" If Prometheus meant that the whole group should know about the mist goddess, the titan should say it. And if someone wanted to talk to the other demigod, then they should. Certainly not him. Andrew had confessed enough stuff for a whole month, and he wasn't too eager to try his luck with anyone else.

 

[IFS]

"I'm not emotionally different, right? I'm a lot... but not that... right?"

"Eh?" Nicole replied, confused by Andrew's complaining. She sighed and thought for a moment before replying. He really needs to learn to take things less seriously. All the same she could tell it had been hard for him to open up as he did to Prometheus.

"Everyone's different Andrew," she said "He didn't mean to offend you, and he's not wrong. You are different than me or him, you've certainly noticed that yourself."

She sighed again and put a reassuring hand on his shoulder "It's like when the others died, you grieved for them but in your own way, while we grieved for them in ours. None of us were wrong in how we grieved, but we did so differently."

That said she turned to see who it was that Prometheus had pointed out. Another demigod could be very useful to have on our side, though I'm not sure I want to endanger someone else by involving them. But then she's sort of involved already... I suppose it can't hurt to go talk to her.

"Come on Andrew, lets go talk to her," she said, hopefully if nothing else the task would get his mind off things "You're good with women right?"

That said she approached the hooded girl, waving slightly to try and get her attention "Hi," she said, unsure of how to start the conversation "I'm Nicole, my friend thought he recognized you," she motioned towards Prometheus "What's your name?"

 

[Lunar Templar]

Rias had pulled her hood down a bit further to block the light and settle in for a nap when she heard some one calling out, naturally she assumed it was to some one else at first.

"I'm Nicole, my friend thought he recognized you," she heard, now close enough for there to be no mistake about who she, Nicole apparently, was talking to. She pushed her hood back a bit, and looked up at the girl, then where she was pointing. "What's your name?"

"Wonderful, the disposable pawn is here" she grumbled as she saw who Nicole was pointing at. Rias sighed and pulled the hood all the way back as she stood up to face the pair, hands in her pockets, just in case "Then that must make the pair of you, two of the 'heroes' who 'saved the world'" Rias said, mocking their victory. "Good job making things worse for every one by the way." Her mocking tone and demeanor shift to a much less personable one "Now out with it, why are you and the dim witted Titan bothering me."

 

[DarkRawen]

"Everyone's different Andrew. He didn't mean to offend you, and he's not wrong. You are different than me or him, you've certainly noticed that yourself."

Andrew nodded, that made sense. Even though Nicole had said it a lot better, of course.

Perhaps I was a bit harsh on Prometheus.

He had assumed a lot, after all, perhaps he had assumed the wrong things?

"It's like when the others died, you grieved for them but in your own way, while we grieved for them in ours. None of us were wrong in how we grieved, but we did so differently."

"I know," he responded, though he wasn't sure why Nicole felt the need to be painfully clear about it. Then he realized that for her, this probably was easy to figure out, something she did naturally, and therefore she felt the need to make sure Andrew got it. He smiled, the intention was good, at least.

"Thanks."

"Come on Andrew, lets go talk to her. You're good with women right?"

"I suppose I am," he responded, not too eager to talk to someone else, but following her either way. If nothing else, he could ensure that she didn't get hurt. Upon Nicole introducing herself and asking for the girl's name, the demigoddess stood up, revealing her feline traits and speaking to them in a mocking and sarcastic tone.

She has cat ears.

Well, apparently he did get surprised this time as well.

I suppose it makes sense for her to have cat ears, given who her mother is.

"Wonderful, the disposable pawn is here. Then that must make the pair of you, two of the 'heroes' who 'saved the world.' Good job making things worse for every one by the way. Now out with it, why are you and the dim witted Titan bothering me."

Andrew smiled a bit. He could certainly understand her hesitation and suspicion, he wasn't completely sure what to think of one of the demigods who had supported Dio either, with how he had gone about his goal. At least, with what she had said, he had a response in mind.

"I'll easily admit that we might have helped the wrong side, but make no mistake, we did not support Zeus, nor did we have anything to do with his further rise," he said and met her eyes, showing that he was honest.

"As a matter of fact, we're both on his list, just like you. I'm Andrew, son of Apollo. I'd suggest, for both your sake and ours, that you step off the train so that we can talk further. This train is leaving rather soon, and I don't think it would allow us to talk freely. If it turns out that we can't offer you anything that's worthwhile, or if you think we're not worth helping, I'll personally pay for your ticket, since we've wasted yours." Andrew wouldn't mind doing that, if they really were wasting her time, that was only a reasonable thing to do.

"So, what do you say? I can't see a reason for that to not suit you, unless you're headed for a safe location where you'll have others to have your back. Being alone in our position is rather risky, and I'd rather not see Zeus cross another name off the list without having at least tried to help you in some way."

 

[Lunar Templar]

Rias took another look at Prometheus and the group, and saw a rather large problem with Andrews story. "So you say, Son of Apollo, but if it's true Zeus has re-payed the sacrifices your group made to maintain a throne he's no claim to any more with placing you on his hit list" She said, in a calm but clearly distant manner, while pulling a hand out of pocket and turning slightly to point at John. "Then why is one of Zeus's butchers among your number? Care to explain that." Her tone changed a little, there was more of an edge to it as she refereed to John as a 'butcher', the kinda of tone that said the two of them had history.

 

[IFS]

Nicole was immediately sorry that she'd tried to approach the girl, who proceeded to ***** at her and insult Prometheus. Listen here you... Fortunately Andrew spoke up before she could snap at the girl, managing to maintain a surprisingly cordial demeanor in spite of his earlier anxiety.

"Then why is one of Zeus's butchers among your number? Care to explain that."

"Jon is on our side now," she said "Zeus used him again, but he regrets what he was made to do. If you don't believe me then talk to him yourself."

She couldn't help but let some amount of annoyance slip into her voice, though she did realize that this at least was a fairly reasonable question. Just relax, things have been rough for demigods lately. Besides she could be helpful to our cause, safety in numbers and all that.

"At any rate we'll be leaving shortly," she said "so you ought to make your choice soon."

 

[DarkRawen]

"So you say, Son of Apollo, but if it's true Zeus has re-payed the sacrifices your group made to maintain a throne he's no claim to any more with placing you on his hit list. Then why is one of Zeus's butchers among your number? Care to explain that."

She's surprisingly adept at recognizing us. I wonder if the oposition were given pictures of us? Or, about just as likely, she's seen him before.

Hopefully they weren't dealing with another grudge, if the demigoddess would attempt to attack Jon if she followed, or just outright refuse to follow, that was bad. He didn't change his facial expression, simply looked over at Nicole to see if she had anything to say on the matter.

"Jon is on our side now. Zeus used him again, but he regrets what he was made to do. If you don't believe me then talk to him yourself."

He certainly got why Nicole was sounding a bit annoyed. She probably was annoyed, she was honest, after all, and stubborn. In a good way, of course. He smiled encouragingly to her, she had made him feel less angered earlier, so it was only fair.

"At any rate we'll be leaving shortly. so you ought to make your choice soon."

I wonder if this is enough, though.

The cat-eared demigoddess didn't seem that easily convinced.

"I'm certain that you'll find some use in joining us for a while, at least," Andrew added. "As for Jon... well, there's no denying what he has done, but he is on the list as well. If you need protection, we will protect you, if you want information, we'll tell you what we know, as long as you do the same. If you really mind Jon's presence, you don't have to talk to him at all." He tilted his head very slightly, a way to seem more innocent without it being noticed.

"I promise you that it's worthwhile, just come along for as long as you're comfortable with."

This isn't someone I want to deal with beyond convincing. Not if we're discussing something, at least.

 

[Lunar Templar]

Nicole did a very poor job trying to convince her to leave the train, Andrew on the other hand, plead a much better case, though she was still not convinced this wasn't some kind of, really stupid, and poorly thought out trap.

Still, it wasn't unheard of for Zeus's butchers to have a change of heart. Rare, but not unheard of.

"Fine, if you think this is worth postponing my hunt, I will speak with the Titan." Rias said, then collected her bags and exited the train car with Andrew and Nicole though a few paces behind them due to not really trusting ether of them. As they approached the group Rias positioned her self in such away that John couldn't make any move with out her noticing.

"State your business Titan." Rias said in the same distant and cold tone she'd used before. "And make it quick, I've another of Zeus's butchers to hunt down."

 

[hiei82]

"Is that so, Hymir? I think underestimate the use of such an able mind in your hunt for Loki - you may be wise enough to trick the trickster, so to speak." Prometheus said, drawing a grunt of annoyance from the Viking demigod. It would take a lot more than trivia about glaciers to stop the trickster god. Still, Hymir knew it was a joke - even if it was in bad taste - and let it go. He followed the others as they left to fetch the "greeklings"

When the group reached the station, Andrew pulled Prometheus aside. Hymir took a moment to raise an eyebrow at it, but let it go. Andrew's business was his and he'd not pry into it no matter how curious. If Prometheus thought it was important, Hymir doubted it would remain a secret anyway. No matter their difference in opinion on how to deal with Loki, Hymir meant the titan no harm and thought Prometheus was the same.

In fact, Hymir was much more distracted by the two new people who both seemed to have a more animistic nature than most. "Daughters of nature gods perhaps?" he thought before dismissing the thought. Hymir knew there was one bestial demigoddess among the group but the other was a total mystery. Was she perhaps the progeny of Verathragna he'd heard about?

Lost in his thoughts, Hymir almost missed the answer. "Dark hooded girl on the train - do you see her? She's a half-God, Egyptian, mother allied with Dio, on the run. It'd be worth our time to talk to her - she might have information regarding Dionysus' allies, including Loki, as well as being worth something dead or alive...if we so choose."

Hymir was in shock by the statement. How could it be that easy to find a possible pool of information. Whatever their difference in opinion, his alliance with Prometheus was already baring fruit. Hymir watched quietly for a moment, trying to figure out what to say. His instincts told him to walk over, puck her up by the neck, and beat the information out of her, but that was more Thor's way of doing things than his. Odin would likely try to trick it out of her with some clever ruse, but again he wasn't Odin. Thinking over what his father would do, it all became obvious.

Hymir walked over to the woman with confidence. "Goddessdottir, ZeusHunter" he said looking at her, eyes wide. He didn't yet know her name so he used what he knew to make up a title. "Our business is stopping this bloody conflict the way only we can; through yet more blood. As it happens, I too am a hunter of unworthy gods. I hear you know something of our... my prey: Former ally of your mother, Loki Laufeysson. I know not who you seek, but by your own words it is some hunter of Zeus. I cannot speak for the others, but I hold no love for Zeus. If it will aid me in destroying Loki, I'll make an enemy of anyone. I seek you for your aid in killing Loki. Grant me what you can to slay the Norse trickster and I shall lend you all my power to slay anyone, even power-mad Zeus." Hymir said, his utter hate for Loki burning in his tone.

"Can we not strike a deal over all this blood that must be spilled?"

 

[Lunar Templar]

Rias eyed this large demigod. "You are a son of the northern gods I take?" she asked, gonna by his accent and how he spoke. "Firstly, calling Loki an 'ally' is a bit of a stretch. Same side does not equate to being 'allies'." Rias corrected. "Besides, he is no more a friend to me or my family, be that the mortal or divine side, then Zeus is." She said, thinking on weather or not she could trust the Norseman's words.

"As for what I seek, that is simple. In the immediate, the death of a Greek whoreson named Autolykus. He is one of Zeus's butchers, like this one claims to no longer be" motioning to John. "He made an attempt to kill me last night. The coward didn't even have the spine to try and kill me him self, used a man of Bronze in his stead." she saw no harm in telling them one of Zeus's Hunters was near. Ether they knew about him already cause they where allies, or they where truly being hunted as well, in which case it was best they know of him. "Past that, what I seek is beyond your ability to offer."

"So yes, there may yet be something we can work out" Rias said. Perhaps something could be worked out, after all, it'd be nice to have some one else to watch her back again.

 

[Green Shoes]

Andrews former words were still at the forefront of the Titans mind as he and Nicole stepped back off the train, with Rias in tow. Prometheus quickly studied her as she paced towards him. Immediately reckoning her to possess some form of camouflage that hid her obviously feline features, he looked her over for weapons, but could see none. Catching both her question and her unnerving green eyes, he was about to 'state his business', before Hymir sorted everything out for him.

As Hymir spoke, Prometheus quickly spoke towards Andrew in a light tone. He was, however, sincere.

"I thought we were friends, Andrew? You're my friend, at least."

As the Northman and the Egyptian finished their discourse, Prometheus was quick to interject, both in defense of John and in support of their common cause.

"The past is the past - a year ago we might have killed you or your mother on sight, and you'd have done the same. Despite what skills you have, it's dangerous alone. As I'm sure you're aware. As a group we can find both Autolykos and Loki to whatever end."

Prometheus was pleased that Rias was willing to bargain. Traveling with her gave them an 'in', so to speak, with former allies of Dionysus. Not to mention an Egyptian connection.

As he finished, a familiar yet still chilling voice emerged from behind him. Twisting around, he saw Prail. Her words were extremely unhelpful.

"Nice of you to join us. I trust you kept busy over the year?"

Turning back to Rias, he was quick to reassure you.

"Our only agenda is staying alive. You're wanted, most of us are wanted; and Zeus' net will inevitably fall upon us, if we don't manage to do something."

 

[Lunar Templar]

Rias couldn't help but smirk a little when the Titan said they where wanted like she was "If you had run into ether of us a year ago, we'd have probably tried to tell you Zeus can't be trusted." She paused and pondered a second "Though if we're going to split hairs on that subject, we'd probably still be in this situation if Dio had taken over." Rias ending her comment with a shrug "Best possible outcome for that battle would have been both Zeus and Dio getting eaten, but eh ..."

"As for the foolish Greek brat that tried to kill me last night, he'll be easy to find. The Bronze Man he used knows where he might be, and went this way. He seemed willing to give that information as well, though" Rias looked a round a bit "He seems to have vanished while I was collecting my things from the hotel." she said, then lightly grumbled about losing a clawed up man of bronze.

 

[DarkRawen]

"Fine, if you think this is worth postponing my hunt, I will speak with the Titan."

Andrew lead the way. "Good, I'm sure you won't be disappointed." As he and Nicole went ahead, the demigoddess following behind them, he thought about how it went.

She seems rather unreasonable.

She certainly didn't know how to deal with strangers politely. Regardless, she had asked to speak with the Titan, which meant that neither him nor Nicole would have to bother with her more. When they got there, the first to speak was actually Hymir, building his argument as someone aiming for revenge would. Not really something Andrew could agree to, but at least the offer was decent.

It appears that the Viking has a skill with words. I've done mine, then.

As Andrew was about to turn around and withdraw a bit from the situation, Prometheus addressed Andrew, having heard the former question of his.

"I thought we were friends, Andrew? You're my friend, at least."

Oh.

Hadn't Nicole said something similar to that, a year ago?

Why doesn't anyone let me know when that happens?

He looked at the Titan, meeting the other's eyes and nodding, smiling briefly as he did. Not sure what to say, he left it at that.

Yeah. I suppose we are.

Then he pulled a little away from the group and went to sit on a nearby bench. It wasn't that he had to do a lot of thinking, or even wanted to be alone, he simply didn't want to take part of the discussions that would surely be happening now, as not only the feline demigoddess had joined them, but also Prail had appeared, spouting what could be defined as nonsense, at least to him.

Perhaps I'd get it if I knew what she was actually talking about.

He kept his eyes and ears open, and could still hear what was being said, the gesture was simply one to show that he wasn't intending to be a part of the conversation.

At least not until something bad happens.

Andrew needed a break from talking for a while.

 

[Rogue Trooper]

Jonathan couldn?t help but look at the new arrival without a hint of annoyance. She was called Rias and from what Jonathan could hear from the on-going conversation she was hunting one of Zeus?s mercenaries or ?butchers? as she called them. This particular word was more or less aimed at Jonathan, as Rias obviously knew of his past work and now and again threw contemptuous looks towards him, making it quite clear to him and everyone else in the group that she disliked him. Why? Jonathan couldn?t say. Maybe someone she knew was killed in the past year and Jonathan was an easy target to strike out or perhaps it was something simpler and Rias just had it in for paddies.

Regardless of her attitude Jonathan had to admit that she was strange looking girl by the fact that she had some feline features; namely cat like ears instead of normal human ears. When Jonathan saw her exit the train carriage with Andrew and Nicole he couldn?t help but attempt to make a joke and was in process of making an off ?handed comment to Shiro about his country?s viewed stereotypical interests. But he stopped himself when she approached and began shooting daggers at him.

The old him would have most likely lost his head and began either swinging digs or shouting his head off, which would have made a bit of a scene in the train station. But he had changed since a year ago and it was better to leave it alone, at least for now; no doubt that he and Rias would buttheads sometime in the future but until then Jonathan agreed to try and ignore her. If she wanted to fight however, he?d give her fight she wouldn?t walk away from.

With the rest of the group in conversation Jonathan decided to take a seat down on a nearby bench which Andrew had also sat on. Jonathan didn't really have much to say to the guy and he couldn't be sure if there was any bad blood between them, after what happened at the pub. But a bench is a bench and it's not like Andrew was going to try and stab him...well hopefully not anyway. Once sat down Jonathan took in a spot of people watching, a few minutes past before the Celt decided to try and break the silence that surrounded the bench

"So, I heard you?re a doctor of some sorts. How?s that working out for yeah"?

 

[CrazyGirl17]

"Good morning Toshiro. I represent Orochi Musuko - do you have a moment?"

Shiro spun around in surprise, seeing this woman appear out of nowhere. Even stranger, she knew his name, so it was likely she knew something about him.

Eyes, narrowed, she got into a fighting stance. "Who are you and what do you want?" He asked in Japanese. "And how do you know me?"

 

[IFS]

Nicole noticed Andrew going off to sit by himself and decided to leave him alone, he seemed like he needed some time to himself. At least Prommy said they were friends, that will probably help things along. Man now what though? I'd rather not deal with the new girl, but unless she starts a fight I should be able to ignore her. Sighing she walked over to Prometheus and stood near him.

"So how long until we're at our destination?" she asked "And is there anything in particular we should keep an eye out for while we're there?"

She already knew some of the answers but it wouldn't be a bad idea to refresh her memory, besides she could go for some small talk to distract from the annoyance she felt towards their new addition.

 

[DarkRawen]

Andrew barely had the chance to listen to the group discussion before he was addressed, by Jon, rather surprisingly. |

"So, I heard you're a doctor of some sorts. How's that working out for yeah?"

Andrew glanced towards Jon, who had taken a seat next to him on the bench. There had been a moment of complete silence before this which had been nice, though it wasn't a question Andrew minded. Examining the other to see if there was a underlying intent, he nodded. Jon, despite of their disagreement the last night, didn't seem to be trying to be aggressive or rude.

I suppose I can't blame him either way.

Seeing as it seemed safe to reply -and that ignoring someone was even more sure to anger them- Andrew thought of how to respond. Correcting the man and saying that he was a surgeon, not a doctor was not only nit-picky, but also sort of wrong.

"Yes, I became a surgeon very recently," Andrew replied, facing Jon and muttering so that he wouldn't catch the attention of the feline demigoddess or the rest of the group. They were discussing something entirely different, after all.

"It's working out well, I've had no unsuccessful operations so far. It has helped develop my healing abilities too, by giving me experience and further knowledge about the human body." He didn't know what else to say, though he added;

"And it allows me to help people, though I would like to train further, work with cardiothoracic surgery or neurosurgery, so that I can actually use my talents for what they are worth."

His tone was more eager than when talking about other subjects, and there was a mix of pride and responsibility to be heard in his voice. His general attitude was polite, not arrogant as one might assume from his words. Figuring that he might as well keep the conversation going, Andrew spoke some more.

No need to be rude, after all.

If only he thought that each time he opened his mouth around the group, honesty still seemed to be difficult to balance.

"How about you? You're a baker, is that correct?" he asked, remembering the bread from the day before. "Is that going well? I mean, I did taste one of the breads yesterday, so if those were yours, you're pretty good."

 

[Green Shoes]

Prometheus smiled at Nicole - this would most likely be the easiest trip they made together.

"About two minutes, we just have to go through a couple of doors, checkpoints etc. Contrary to popular belief, this market is probably the safest place to be at the moment. Crawling with Hermes' security. Certainly safer than the Saharan Tents, for now."

Noticing Shiro conversing in Japanese, the Titan made a somewhat annoyed face. His concern for what was going on was slightly overridden by the fact that he had yet to learn many of the East Asian languages - thus rendering him somewhat useless if they were to travel there.

Murmuring to Shiro, he gave him a polite nod as he started walking towards the green door.

"We'll just be through there when you're ready. There are no turns or anything, so you can't get lost."

Motioning at Andrew and John to follow him at no particular rush, he opened the door for the others as they brushed past him. Inside were rows of pale-green lockers, sitting atop a granite floor, and belying a granite ceilings. Striding straight through, he heaved on an identical green door with red handle, this time giving way to a set of stairs descending, lit brightly by warm, yellow lights.

The stairs ended abruptly in a well-lit, renovated Old London Tunnel. Though the bare-brick above was left gloomy, the floor was a uniform, navy carpet. The tunnel continued someway onwards, though it's end was obscured by the bustle of people. On either side were makeshift stalls and shops - some far more established than others - with all manner of things on display.

The denizens were all dressed differently, and the space was rather crowded - suits flashed in and out of sight, followed by jeans, dresses, and the occasional kilt. Standing stock still, like islands amongst the sea of people, were dark-skinned men and women in suits - their eyes featuring golden, feline iris'.

Prometheus took a deep breath, and turned to the group.

"Hymir, you're going to want to find someone dealing in information - generally their desks will be bare. If you find something you want just call out - the owner will find you. Rias, as you're also searching, I suggest you go with him. For anyone else, now is the time to ask questions or get weapons. The prices these people want will vary greatly - don't agree to anything you can't fulfill."

Spoiler: Shops

Table - Assorted Scimitars, two bars of gold, a set of scales.

Pedestal - Human eye, encased in glass.

Large silver bowl on table - assorted jewelry, all of different materials, scales.

Short Table - Skin drum & beater, one sandal, large carving knife.

Shop facade with table - bare.

Table - Stacks of books and parchment, several maps, bowl full of turkish delight.

Twin Pedestals - two broadswords, similar.

Long table with glass display - one silver arrow.

Shop facade with table - Two Chinese swords, three phials of black liquid, small pouch of teeth.

Short table - two leather knuckle-guards.

Several pedestals - Green leg-guards, green gauntlets, short sickle, White Rope

Small table - jar of dirt.

Table - Rolled hide, pair of boots, scales.

Display pedestals - three stones; one jade, one amber, one onyx.

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The woman smiled politely and was quick to re-assure Shiro, showing him her folder. She continued in Japanese. She had instinctively drawn her left foot back at Shiro's change in stance, though she smartly drew it back in.

"No need for a fight, Toshiro. My name is Kyoko, and I work for Orochi - all I carry is this folder. I was simply sent to ensure you were aware that Orochi wishes you well, and that if you are ever in Japan, you are welcome to his hospitality. He hopes that any familial bad-blood does not pass down.

Quickly checking her folder, she presented Shiro with a sealed envelope, with his name etched into the front in archaic Japanese.

"For if you visit Osaka. Good day!"

With that, she spun smartly on her heel, and walked away. Shiro noticed her look back, and he met her glance; aware she had been caught looking back, she tossed her head and disappeared into the crowd.


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[Lunar Templar]

Rias signed internally at the Titan, who did he think he was? She'd never said she'd join them just that she was willing to deal with them. Rias simply fallowed them into the market place, remaining silent for the short trip. Rias listened as the Titan gave them a short run down of what they could expect in the market as well as a warning about not making any deals they couldn't pay off.

Rias simply nodded and walked with the Norsemen to find an information broker.

 

[Rogue Trooper]

"How about you? You're a baker, is that correct? Is that going well? I mean, I did taste one of the breads yesterday, so if those were yours, you're pretty good."

?It?s going alright? Jonathan replied scratching his bearded chin ?It was one of those useless skills I gained way back, before I met any of you guys. Then everything went pear shape for me and I fell back on it, it calms me as cliché as it sounds and I have to admit it is nice seeing people enjoying something you make?.

After saying his piece Jonathan waited on a reply from Andrew, unfortunately Prometheus decided it was time to move. The titan led them through a side door and then after fiddling with some lockers, Jonathan found himself in what appeared to be some sort of underground black market. It was strange place, the items that the vendors with their freaky appearances sold, looked like something you?d pull out of the bottom of a deadly dustbin. Although it wasn?t the first I?ve to a black-market before Jonathan thought remembering of his experiences in Prague.

?For anyone else, now is the time to ask questions or get weapons. The prices these people want will vary greatly - don't agree to anything you can't fulfil."

?You heard the man; don?t promise your left nut or your first male born child unless you can? Jonathan said jokingly, he then turned towards Andrew ?We?ll finish our talk later buddy?. Spying a potential buy Jonathan then went over to the short table to ask about the price of the two leather knuckle guards which lay on top of it.