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Lenore pauses for a few seconds, tapping her chin in thought. "Depends. Who's the mark? I prefer to know a little more about a target before I scope them out. " -
Lysander finds Lenore sitting calmly in her tent, calmly setting out a set of lockpicks, muttering under her breath. Fiddling with a pair of picks, she frowns. "One, two.....three....damn. The rake'll need replacing....." She looks up suddenly as Lysander enters her field of view, silently putting her picks back into her pouch. "Marvel. What do you need?"
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"You know, I heard a good song helps make you remember things better, so I made up a few to help me remember stuff I'm studying! Not that I'll sing you any of my songs. I'm kinda....bad at singing...."
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Empi waves her hands at the newcomer, while not getting between her and the submarine. There was being helpful and there was being stupid, and Empi would rather not get between a sword and someone else. Insurance covered getting stabbed at work, but she wasn't exactly counting on fairy healthcare out here. "Hey! Whoa! Put the sword away, lady. We're all friends here, Casper the anime ghost, and she's one of us! We're here to fix....whatever those artifacts are! Hold the impromptu Jack Bauer impression for a minute and tell us what happened to your mistress lady first. Can't fix your problem if
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Empi groans, pulling closer to the others. "You're kidding me. Ghost chicks? I mean, I assume it's a chick, that's the first guy I've seen here-anyway, man, I told them to stop giving me Tokyo assignments to avoid this crap."
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Reserved.
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Empi seems unbothered by LOTUS and UB-65 not getting her. She wasn't paid to explain this shit anyway. "You're wondering why I'm here? Ask my bosses that. Please. And if you do, tell those clowns that if they want to put me in this kinda situation again, that I want a better life insurance policy! Also, support magic is....well, I can do a little first aid, a little bit of pep-talk, a little pizazz, a little fairy magic here and there. When you're four-hundred years old and a veteran of Ishtar University, you can really learn some tricks or two to survive. But apparently workplace policy says
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Empi holds up a finger. "Alright, firstly, fairy infrastructure's got towers that reaches between the human world and the supernatural world. Do you think some rich kid with T-Mobile's gonna reach between Alfheim and Los Angeles with some 5G-only phone? Not likely. Secondly, as I'm pretty sure this chick's from before, uh....space travel was a thing and I'm not sure she'll get half of that, LOTUS, lemme translate it into something a little less mid-twenty second century or wherever you're from again. You see all those stories about people getting taken to the fairy lands to do stuff li
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"Cell phones are.....uh....phones that you don't need to attach to landlines to call people on. Don't ask me to explain how it works. Human inventions aren't in my degree, I don't know how you mortals do, uh....things with your radio waves or whatever. Uh....the other things.....you're from 1910-ish, yes? Yeah, I'd have to take you through about the entire history of the twentieth and twenty-first century and I don't think that's a good idea. Culture shock's a bitch."
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Empi chimes in on UB-65's conversation with the others. "You and me both, lady. I wasn't even supposed to be here, but apparently my boss thought sending me out to run interference for some guy too shy to 'fess up to having a crush on his total hottie of a neighbour -who, spoiler alert, has been waiting for him to pop the question and pin her down like a mule's tail at a half-blind kid's birthday party, I could tell from reading her file, it was a PRETTY open-and-shut case- without a map or a phone with good reception was a great idea. I've been trying to find me a good place where my phone wi
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Lenore casts a glance over at Baldur a minute, before looking back to Fey. "You and me both. You ride with crooks, you get all sorts. Granted.....I don't think I've had a mess nearly as bad as this. Ever. Except the House Exsten heist. That was......something."
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Lenore nods at Fey. Problem solved. Good. She was right. Nobody was dying today. "Good. I'll take care of that, you take care of this. Could've really used someone like you back in the good ol' days." With that, Lenore steps over to administer the medicine to Baldur.
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Now was the time for Lenore to lose her cool. She does take the potion, but.... On one hand, she was tempted to use it on her. On the other hand, Mim knew better. She'd made the thing. If she knew it wasn't enough.... They were going to need the metaphorical bigger stick, and stat. "Tch....damn it. We need a healer, here, now! We're losing Snowbird!"
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So....that was the plan all along. He'd seen Knight earlier, most likely, while they were busy fighting for their lives. All Kane was doing was buying time, precious time, until Knight could get here. While Death had placed all of his cards on the table, Kane had kept one back, waiting until the final end of need to play the trump card. Lenore wasn't sure he'd planned on this, but she was sure he knew he could use him. Lenore had been right to hold back; there was no weak spot for her to exploit; Justine and the others had been countered easily and Lenore, handy as she was with a knife, was
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Lenore remains....surprisingly calm. At least on the surface. This wasn't the first heist gone wrong she'd seen. But then, it wasn't a heist, most of her accomplices weren't professional thieves, and her marks weren't murderous assassins with a grudge against her and everyone she worked with. Lenore could work with it. Plans, plans, plans. Kane had something up his sleeve. Scarlet was keeping her mouth shut. Good. Lenore wasn't going to lecture her; she'd learned enough. She could tell exactly what Mim was doing; after all, Lenore had done it herself far, far too many times to count. Mis
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G14, nail Scholar A with Silencer
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"Humans tend not to live in places where they get possibly shot at by fairies the size of tater tots or, uh....in the middle of a forest right out of one of those horror movies where everyone gets eaten by some creepy monster thing that they make crappy Blair Witch bootleg films about. Unless they're from Detroit." To be fair to Empi, she was still banned from Detroit and hadn't been back in about five years. That office party was a disaster.
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"Wait, Human Village? Humans actually live here?" Empi held her tongue to avoid the other snarky comments she was sorely tempted to make; after all, they'd just been forgiven by the vampire who owned the place, and Empi preferred her blood where it was, inside her, as opposed to being sucked out like a juice box by a kindergartener. This whole situation had had Empi on edge - really, she'd been on edge since she'd gotten here. She really, really needed a stiff drink at some point. Preferably a pina colada. Or a Long Island Ice Tea, if people even knew what that was out here. Still, what
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"And remember, if you think it's bullshit, that's because it is and you got to do it anyway. Story of our lives so far, really."
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"Okay, let me explain this to you as delicately as possible. Trespassers? Uh....you're German, probably familiar with the beliefs of that one carpenter, and you're about ten years too early for Lovecraft, so lemme say, uh....well, you know Hell? These guys make Hell look like a country fair. They also do real bad things to just about anything they touch, like....uh....turn them evil and eat them. And....well, I don't actually KNOW if it's 1918 here, but I'm assuming it isn't, given they know what an inhaler is. Where I'm from, at least, it's 2018. Ish. Your human years really mix together fo
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"I don't know what kind of circus your homeworld is, but if this is your idea of an enemy plot, it's at LEAST as crazy as this place. Also, did you say Imperial German Navy? Where are you from, 1910?"
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Empi looks almost incredulous, then resigned, then accepting, of their new party member. "Wait....UB.....okay. There's another one of you? What kind of world is there where boats are girls now? And when can I visit because I'm assuming if there's boat chicks there's more of you and I'd like to, ahem, get a little better acquainted with others."
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Empi shrugs at Isobel, leaving her to it. Girl had a point, anyway, not that Empi was going to feel particularly guilty about it at the moment. Okay, maybe a little guilty. She hadn't QUITE deserved Empi making fun of her.
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Empi was, the whole time, hiding a snicker."....please....please don't tell me that was your actual boss. Was that her? ...then again, I shouldn't laugh, considering even the tiny midget fairies wanted a piece of us like not even a minute after we flew into that forest we went through."
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P12, knife a pegasus