Fu holds up his hands again. "Wo wo little man. Why do you need these fliers?"
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He looks at Fu like he's said the sky was green. "Th-th-th-they're m-m-m-my Fl-fl-fl-fl-fliers." the 'd-d-d-d-d-duh!' is implied at the end of that statement.
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Fu represses a growl but some of it still escapes. It was a low stone crumbling growl.
"What if instead of dropping him off with a springer we take him with us. He should be able to point out who took is fliers or at least try to chase them down and give us a good idea. And if this is some sort of ploy by a keeper, we throw him onto the tracks."
Connor could guess that Fu wouldn't throw the guy onto the tracks. But they are members of the summer court and Fu's mantle spoke enough of his anger.
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"Alright, but does anyone really see a deep and abiding value in finding some pieces of paper? The way I see it, the only reason we care at all is that this guy might be one of us."
"You guys can do what you want... F this guy, he's still Hedge loopy. When you get tired of listening to him, dump him at Ember."
"I'll see you guys around."
The Mask finally slips away as Grobbler turns to leave, his long arm and spearlike fingers raised in silent 'see ya later'. He turns and starts to head off, tired to hell of meddling in other people's business.
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Holy sh*... "Your just going to leave this guy here with us? what happened to making sure he was safe from harm?" Rust yells, his tone cries cowardice after the purple Ogre.
"Lets go guys. Fu has the right idea. Ms. Summer would want us keeping the violence under control. Who ever did this is obviously opposed to her rule."
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Since nobody is holding him back, he makes a break for it, stammering out only, "I ha-ha-ha-have t-t-t-t-to get th-th-them b-b-b-b-back!" He's moving in the direction of the Amtrak station north of your location.
You can try and Grapple him if you want, his calculated Defense is 5
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Rust follows after him. He doesn't dare lunge at the Blue guy for fear of making him panic. "I'll come with you don't go so fast." Rust easily keeps up the pace. He glances over his shoulder to see who is coming as well.
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Fu glares at Grobbler for a moment then moves to catch up with Rust. ~Six days little man, six days~he thinks darkly to himself
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Connor takes a moment to sniff the sight where the man had been cowering, getting his scent, in case tracking needed to be done. Then he padded after the other two with his prossesion.
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