End quirked an eye in response to Kelne's answer. Although Kelne had been known to work towards the benefit of other people, it usually hadn't been on purpose. Or, if it was, Kelne tended to distance himself from the fact. He was mired between the thought camps of confusion and realization of the concept called 'sarcasm' for a bit of time before he shrugged. "Just make sure your Minions don't kill ya in the process. Or, you know, dig a hole that you'll accidentally fall in."
End may have said more, but the arrival of Paper upon his head shushed him. He remembered many a time where the curious bird of glow would land on him or fly about him for one reason or another. Those reasons being mysterious bird reasons he couldn't interpret.
"Yo, Paper." The Moogle addressed the bird. "You keepin' Kyle and Fresca in line on the ranch? Liking the food? Getting to know your fellow birds and alla that?"
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The setting was a Kaidosian village. Dementia had taken care to cordon off a general area, warning the lizard people to stay back and not respond to the small ship that was coming to swiftly land.
It landed exactly in the cordoned off area, and after a moment passed for the settling of the craft, a side door opened. An Infinity soldier with a rather thick cigar in his mouth jumped out. It only took him a moment to seek out Dementia, and he nodded to her. "Hey, kid."
Dementia gave a look back to the Kaidosians, reassuring them with a nod, before running to the soldier and giving him a brief hug. "It's so good to see you, Galc! In all of the things that have happened in the past few years, I had forgotten about all of you at the third branch! How has it been?"
"Oh, same old, same old. Cleaning up the messes of the other two, keeping the peace, dealing with the various unholy demons they bring up and about." He shrugged. "Same as we've always been used to. Only thing that's changed is that those other two branchs're gone. Good riddance."
Dementia nodded. "... yes. Let's not dwell on this, however." She motioned for him to follow to her hut, giving a last look to the Kaidosians, who had surrounded the ship and were studying it somewhat suspiciously. She had already set a seat out for Galc, next to hers. He peered about the hut, taking in the rather simple composition: computer here, bed there, random stack of books, papers and files spilling out from under the bed, overly phallic assortment of dangerous assault weapons hanging from the ceiling.
"Don't mind the mess." She chuckled slightly, looking about slowly.
"Yeah, I know. You've always been the same way." Galc chuckled as well, before shaking his cigar a bit. "But, yeah... no time to dwell on what we already know. I'm here to talk to you about your buddies on Gaera."
"Yes, you did mention that something was going their way. What exactly were you referring to?"
Galc carefully looked about, and began to explain...
Edited by: Crawling Reshiki at: 2/9/06 18:15