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Presence
Dexterity"Where is this Mary?" Coco demanded. "As soon as we speak with her, as soon as you shall be free of us."
Her hands rested atop her cane, the steel capped wood which served as the hilt to her sword. She was unfazed by the kitchen full of ogres, or the darkling dribbling blood out of his mouth. For as terrible as they all might be, the Wasp knew that she was worse.
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Ramona frowns, as she looks over the group and notices that someone is missing. She leans towards Coco, muttering quietly, "Gregory's gone off somewhere. I'm going to find him." It's understandable that they'd get a little split up in this bustling goblin-market, Ramona just wishes everyone would be a little more careful. Splitting the party is dangerous, but the ogress especially doesn't like the idea of a lone Freeholder off without backup. She backs out of the kitchen and heads to the main entrance.Ramona will move back out of the staff entrance and move around to the main entrance to join up with Gregory.
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Morgan shrunk back from the Razorhand on instinct, her wide eyes fixed upon the man's mouth. Sharp teeth always made her nervous. She was about to bow, to be respectful and to stop staring at the teeth, when Cosima decided to use "diplomacy." The raccoon had in fact started to bend and open her mouth when the wasp spoke. The Beast froze, her eyes narrowed and looked towards Cosima, lips moving mouth: "tact?"
I thought Fairest were good at talking with folks. Guess not. Well if Coco was going to be the sting, someone else had to be the honey. So, Morgan finished her bow: "Th-thank ye sah-sir." She straightened up, flinching again at the sight of all those teeth. But she squeezed her hands tight, poking herself hard with her claws. She could talk, she did it a lot, she could do it. "Ah-ah-as she, uh," she flexed her right hand as she thought of the least hostile word, "buh-bluntly declared: can ye please-please point us towards this Gristlegrinder named Mary? Azzz soon as we hath spoken with heh-her we will cease to trouble ye. Truthfully Imma ssssorry to enc-enc-inconvenience ye."
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Milo nodded in agreement at Ramona's statement and it's implied task as she left the back group. With Morgan and Coco both established as the good and bad cop, Milo contented himself to lurking behind them. Cautious eyes tried to watch the kitchen and any points a guard could come through, but the man with the lisp and blood kept drawing his attention. That was just creepy.
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Lynn turned as the others spoke, taking a good look around the kitchen and watching the faces of the other chefs and servers to see if she could pick up any clues as to what might be going on.
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Distracted by the foodstuffs, Gregory wipes drool away on his sleeve while weighing the option of asking for a handout. When Lynn begins asking questions from the serving staff, Gregory snaps out of his reverie and moves towards her. It seems, alas, she was unable to procure an answer.
At Ramona's arrival, Gregory sighs and shrugs. "No luck here. I do not see her among the patrons. And the servers be too busy to answer questions," remarks the Gargoyle dismally, though more for the fact that he cannot feast upon the foodstuffs.
Gregory and Ramona – Front
The two Changelings must have looked slightly out of place in this part of the hedge. Most of the patrons paid them no mind. Yet from the large round table in the back, the man in the plaid shirt began talking to his cohorts in a low voice. This caused a few to turn and look right at Gregory and Ramona.
no need to roll, they aren't hiding that they are looking right at you
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“Goshth lady...” Shaking his head to the redheaded buggy looking woman. His mouth had droplets of blood trickling down his chin.
Turning to the Beast, he looked slightly down at her then grinned widely, exposing more of his teeth. He closed his eyes and winced as he was about to speak again. “Mary isth in the room through the back. In charge ofth the new rethipesth. Folkths needed change.”
He turned and motioned through kitchen area, in his view, there was clear shot of an office door in the back. “Justh make sthure you knock.” He backed up against the counter to let them pass and nodded toward the rest of the staff to do the same. Some finally went back to their work and some suddenly grabbing a pan of a hot stove before it begins to burn.
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Lynn nodded her head in thanks to the Razorhand. "Thank you very much for your assistance. May I offer some in return, by healing your wounds?" She held out one hand in offering to the man, leaving it up to him to decide. He'd helped them when it obviously caused him pain, the least she could do was offer some recompense in return.
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Her habitual scan of the room immediately returns red-flags when the man in the plaid and his companions begin talking. She takes a few puposeful steps towards Gregory, and speaks to him in a low tone, "Would appreciated it if we didn't split up like this without prior agreement. The others found a way in through the back. Let's join them." That's not a question, or a suggestion. Not up for debate. She gestures Gregory back out towards the front doors, and follows on his heels.It is Ramona's intent that both she and Gregory go back out the front doors, return to the staff door, and rejoin the group. She will not leave Gregory behind should he be resistant to going, however.
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