Marsh looked at Fhian, one note he had in mind is to never let anything fall on his clothes, woe betide anyone who accidentally dropped something on him. Marsh greeted Fhian with a wave of his hands.
Fhian looked at him, her full appearance showcased.
"You're.. scare the rain..." Said Marsh implied that if it were currently raining, she might cause raindrops to try to fall one meter away from her so as not to soak herFhian looked at him, her full appearance showcased.
"Of course I am! Got some new stuff to wear thanks to Miss Maria!" she exclaimed, "Here's me hoping these don't get dirty again!"
"They won't... trust me..." Fhian replied, smiling.
"Yeah, Maria taught us some rain summoning and dispelling tricks" Mayel said as he danced around the two before stopping a few meters away, followed by the skies' immediate darkening.
"And this one's called..." Fhian began drumming her fingers as if they're the sticks, causing the skies to stop raining before it wets any of her clothes.
"It's called 'Sunny Days' " Maria said.
"For some reason my mind just forgot about that..." Fhian shrugged, "Weird..." turning her head to face Johnson as she slowly went into a carriage as well
Maria stayed behind this time, it wasn't her mission after all and her presence wasn't requested. The carriage soon took off with a bumpy start as it usually did
"Probably..." she shrugged, "Just hoping that doesn't happen again..." shaking her head at the fact her clothes will get ruined again. "Hey, if we encounter some dirty shit, you best protect me, okay? I don't wanna go on my bad side again..."
"Fine" He say while look at her for one second only to start see the roof while resting a little
"To a familiar place. Pursimies to the uninitiated" Johnson explained before turning to Fhian.
"I dunno..." Fhian shrugged. "Got this devil stuff going on with me everytime I use my powers, so... I guess that..."
"Also, what you mean Pursimee, pussymees..." slurring a bit with the words as she squinted her eyes.
"It's a crime city, or at least it used to be. We all know the kinds. Where those vermin are created... But something happened to this place, a man, if I can call him that, happened" Johnson explained.
"The enemy?" Marsh say, referring to whether the group have to kill that man or at least capture him
"Okay. So a bunch of people up to no good and going straight to them." Fhian gave him a thumbs up, "Or this is some negotiation thing where we're being lectured to boredom?"
"We'll do both actually. We need to at least be in a good spot before we begin killing after all" Johnson explained
"Right. How many exactly are we gonna kill?" Fhian asked, almost a bit worriedly, "Since, as much as I'm a fan of slaughter— well, kinda. Too much killing is... a bit too much. If we're only jumping one guy or a group, then that's good."
"One. Though, a lot of us have tried" Johnson explained.
"Ahh, the "oh-we've-tried-to-beat-this-guy-hes-undefeated" type of thingy. Got it, got it." snapping her fingers, "So, it's just about jumping this fool and the damned boring lecture shit."
"You remind me a lot about the people I brought here. You're all actually the first spellcasters I brought along for this mission. Was worried it'd be a lot more different coming here" Johnson explained before leaning back.
On toes about her clothes, that is. That's the one she wanted to say to Johnson, but decided to sleep on Marsh as if he's a pillow, hugging him like so, with no regards.
Marsh did not expect this, however, as long as he get is money, he will have to get used to this girl's way of being.
"Seriously?" Caron asked, wondering why her friend would just take this, from a spellcaster nevertheless.
Marsh sighed at his Friend's words, to be honest he disliked the idea of Fhian treating him in this way, he simply did nothing to make this woman calm down, Fhian was as dramatic as the few nobles he had met, so creating a scene here would not be necessary.
Already outside, where the real action could begin Marsh felt more appropriate, he looked around, this Zone always had to be pay attention to all directions
"Pillow...!" Fhian exclaimed, though by her voice she clearly was asleep. "Pillow!" she said, before she snored.
By the time she woke up, Fhian was behind Marsh, slapping him at the back, "Yo! Thanks for protecting my clothes again! As a reward, I will refer to you as Pillow Buddy, got it? It's a matter of life and death, so you can only answer "yes" and only yes!"
Marsh did retaliate this time, he could allow himself to be used as a human shield because of his job but referring to him as that was like referring to him as a pet, like those nobles who treated him like trash.
"Well? F*ck you dipshit!" said Fhian almost happily, as she punched him in the face really hard, with her chains in the shape of knuckles, sending him a few feet back.
"Why you little-" Caron exclaimed as she raised her greatsword, only for Fhian to immediately drop down.
"That's what you get motherf*cker." smiling as Fhian giggled, before dropping the act. "Good thing Johnson stopped me or you'll get to feel what those statues experienced." shaking her head as she breathed out.
"Oh far worse is waiting once we leave. But let's keep an impression of civility while we're here" Johnson said as he walked away, the group following suit. They eventually came across a taped up building, people in hard hats walking in and out with construction material. Among them however, a man flew down, black wings carrying him from his perch while his hands carried a hammer.
