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Post by M&M&M on Jul 4, 2011 3:54:53 GMT
With the seeq stunned and intoxicated, the Dragoon Knight found it easy enough to wrap enough twirls of the rope around the drunk's feet before it noticed Frato's prescense. "Ah! Right! You!" The seeq shook his head. "Now I remember! Get over here you.."
The seeq reached for him and stuck one foot ahead...or so he throught. His girth allowed him to break open the grip of the rope, but it was enough to send him spiraling down into the floor again. Not only that, his grip on the moogle has loosened, allowing the bar moogle to struggle out dazily and slowly. "Kupo..what a day..." He groaned.
All the drunken seeq could see now was stars, stunned again.
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Post by Robshi on Jul 4, 2011 23:45:18 GMT
Frato was cautious as he watched the Seeq get up, ready to defend himself if necessary. Thankfully, the drunkard fell over and effectively knocked himself out before the hybrid had to do anything.
"Okay...now we just need to get him out of here." Frato commented. "Oh, and give him a bill for the damages done to this place. Hopefully it won't be too much. Hrm...he looks too heavy for us two to shift...we'll need some help."
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Post by M&M&M on Jul 5, 2011 8:14:53 GMT
"No need for that." a male voice called out. A anthropomorphic and gruff armidillo wearing armored winter-wear came in through the inn entrance alongside half a dozen armed city guards. Many of them surrounded the seeq and proceeded to place the drunk under arrest. The others fanned out and looked for any other signs of trouble.
"Bah, that drunk again..." The armidillo sighed with annoyance. "This is his 4th offense, and the worst so far. I'll make sure he'll be shipped out of this city in a cage. This is the last time I'm gonna see his face again." He looked around and inspected the damage done to the inn and whistled in admiration. "Not bad, lots of damage done. Things could've gone quiet awry but thankfully no casualties. Is there anyone or anything else I need to know about?"
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Post by Robshi on Jul 5, 2011 16:02:43 GMT
Turning to look at the new arrivals, Frato was rather relieved to see that it was just the city guard. He was happy to let them deal with the Seeq, since he had enough to deal with at the moment.
"Um...you might want to check up on the bartender moogle. That Seeq was manhandling him earlier. He did manage to get up by himself and stagger off somewhere...so hopefully he'll be ok." Frato explained. "That's all. I'll let you guys get on with your job."
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Post by M&M&M on Jul 5, 2011 18:12:07 GMT
"Not quite yet." The armidillo clicked his fingers, and instantly several guards surrounded Frato and Franslin, weapons out.
"See, from what I hear, you sir.." He pointed at Frato. "Was the one who started the argument by spilling a drink on the bastard." Then he pointed at Franslin. "And you...you're the one who caused most of the damage, I hear. Don't need anymore troublemakers then we already got. What say you?"
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Post by DJ PON-3 on Jul 6, 2011 7:48:30 GMT
Franslin was totally not frozen in the spacetime continuum because his player was busy these couple of days nursing idiots who blew off their fingers with fireworks. After the drunk seeq had fallen he was rather... Surprised... The burmecian was surprised that they didn't even have to throw a punch at him, in fact the seeq knocked itself out. "Well that was an unforeseen turn of events right there..." he commented to Frato with a quick chuckle.
He walked his way to the moogle, crouched down and smiled at him "Sorry for all the trouble, mate..." he hangs glowed blue again and casted Cura on the barowner. Turning his head towards to Frato "I thought that guy was going to put up a bigger fight, so I was gonna use protect on barowner here, I used Cura on you since its strong and if I were to use it on the barowner here it would have healed the drunkhead too, plus I thought you could use the pick-me-up just in case... But it is nice to see y-" he stopped in his words and stood up as the guards arrived and watched Frato speak the armadilla....
The blue-coated burmecian took a cautious step closer to Frato once the guards began to surround them all "Whoa-whoa..." he said once a finger was being pointed at him "I apologized for the damage I caused... I even said I'd replace everything... But in my defense that drunk of a man was strangling my brother here, And seeing as no one was going to intervene HE WOULD HAVE BEEN PROBABLY DEAD IF I HAVEN'T JUMPED IN." his arms were crossed over his crossed with a peeved look on his face while he examined the guard.
"Seeing as you know about this drunk, and also seeing as it happens to be that man's fourth offense and bars are bloody places... Perhaps all this could have been avoided if there were guards posted in the bar?" Franslin added.
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Post by Robshi on Jul 6, 2011 23:30:28 GMT
As the guards started pointed weapons at him, Frato eyes widened in surprise and fear, and he held up his hands to show he wasn't going to get violent. Before he could explain his side of things, Franslin answered first and he frowned slightly as his brother rambled. He didn't think giving these guards advice was going to help things.
"Look, I didn't pour that cider over him. I was merely having a toast with a female friend, who must have had one too many herself since she clinked against my glass so hard the drinks splashed over me and that Seeq." Frato explained. "I apologised to him and tried to explain things but he was having none of it and started throttling me. I never tried to provoke him. Now please, put down your weapons."
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Post by M&M&M on Jul 7, 2011 0:11:57 GMT
The armadillo guard listened to both the burmecians stroies closely and didn't do or say anything to interupt the flow of information. His eyes furrowed at Franslin however when he made the remarks about what he should do.
"Now listen here foreigner" The guard shook his weapon on the burmecian threateningly. "I don't need to be lectered by some no-nothing rat who think he knows how to do my job. We have enough problems protecting this city from monsters and bandits, drunks aren't exactly our biggest priority. In fact, I don't think I can agree if either of your stories are true..."
Several of the city guards began to close in on the two burmecians. "I think we better take you two in for further questioning."
"They're telling the truth." A voice popped out from around the bar area. It was the bar keeping moogle, cradled and being healed by a white mage cleyran. "Everything happened as they say kupo. It was that idiot drunkard that caused all this first. Those two actually saved the inn and my life. I give my word on all that, kupo."
The armidillo looked at the bar moogle than at the two burmecians, as if studying them. After a moment of staring, he placed his weapon back in it's sheath. "Very well." The other guards backed away also. "I'll take his word for it. But I'll be keeping my eye on you two, the last thing any city needs is some vigilants running amok throughout cities. Let's go men." The armadillo turned around and walked towards the exit and his men followed suit, leaving everyone alone.
"Phew that was close." Killy the white mage breathed a sigh of relief, then made a grin at Frato. "Good thing they didn't go after me. Sorry about all that, fingers slip all the time. And your friend there has a bit hot headed..alot like someone I know. You know him Frato?"
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Post by DJ PON-3 on Jul 7, 2011 0:57:40 GMT
"No-Nothing rat?" Franslin responded with an annoyed tone "Now you listen here, traveled THIS WORLD in the name of Justice! I could do your job as a matter of fact, so well I'd be the only guard nee-" the Burmecian was completely ignoring the guards that were closing in on them for a moment there but stopped speaking once the moogle spoke up. Once the entire squad of Cityguards left and Killy was speaking to Frato, Franslin was to steamed up by my flames, first seeing Frato strangled like that then the group of incompetent guards. He began to walk around to calm himself down while black smoke seeped from the corners of his mouth for a couple minutes.
After taking a long deep breath and rubbing his temples, he walks over to the moogle and smiles "Again sir, sorry about the whole mess... About the damage repairs, just go to the docks and find my friends at an airship they'll get everything back into tip-top shape for you." he was saying in a much more calm and relaxed tone of voice while he looked around to see where his friends went, shrugged it off and figured they head off to the docks like instructed.
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Post by Robshi on Jul 7, 2011 1:37:38 GMT
To Frato's annoyance, Franslin's little rant had now got the guards doubting them and wanting to take them in for questioning. What irked the young dragoon more was this brother was still actually taking offense and ranting even more from their remarks. He looked at his brother and scowled.
Franslin...shut up! You're making things worse you fur-brained fool! I thought you were supposed to be the mature one in the family...
Thankfully, the bartending moogle came to their rescue with his testimony. Frato was thankful to see that Killy was tending to the injured moogle, and that the guards were happy enough to believe his story. He wasn't at all bothered by the guard's warning. If he had his way he'd never return here again anyway. Frato turned back to look at Killy and the moogle, and noticed that the white mage was smiling at him.
"Oh...yeah. This is my older brother Franslin." Frato introduced the elder nezumi. "He's supposed to be the mature one in the family...but after what just happened I'm wondering if that's actually true or not." Frato then turned to face his brother.
"I've never seen you get so worked up. You nearly got us into trouble with those guards there, the way you spoke to them." The hybrid then smirked. "Heh, like you could do any form of guard duty...you'd be so busy daydreaming you wouldn't notice if complete chaos unfolded in front of you!"
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Post by DJ PON-3 on Jul 7, 2011 1:49:13 GMT
Franslin took a long daggered stare at his younger brother after the comment made about his maturity, he sharply raised his hand like as if he was going to smack him, but right now is suppose to be a time of peace of a small reunion. Instead Franslin cleared his throat and explained "Do try looking at everything in my point of view... I saw you being choked to death by the fatman, and that instantly sparked my flame... Out of all people you should know how angry I can get... But I'm calm now... All's at peace, I'm just happy to see you." he said while patting Frato's shoulder "You're about..... Umm lets see.... Nineteen, right? Wow you've grown, how's mum and Fratley doing by th- What are you doing here speaking of which? Bloody hellova long way from home..."
He holds out his hand towards Killy and smiles "Franslin Corona, nice to meet a friend of my brother's I persum?" he said while leaning towards Frato to mutter "I can do Guard Duty... Oh the stories I have for you..."
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Post by M&M&M on Jul 7, 2011 3:25:53 GMT
Killy was wide-eyed at the admission that they were both actually brothers. One was a handsome, tall, lanky, impulsive, and seemingly immature yet gentleman-like burmecian. The other a capable, brash, compulsive, and otherworldy mix of what-nots. She groaned. "Just what I need, another weirdo. Well at least you're more easier on the eyes."
The white mage took Fran's hand and shook it. "Just call me Killy for now, your typical helping white mage."
"And I suppose you can just call me Javier." An old cowled burmecian walked in, his grey and wrinkled features showed astonishment and a hint of drowsyness as he looked around the place. "Criminy. I take a small nap and this is what happens. It's like whenever you two are alone, something bad always happens."
The white mage took it without a response, bad enough to be paired with Frato.
"Still, Frato's brother, that's interesting." The onld nezumi pondered the two of them. "Where do you hail from son? And what drove you here to this icy city?"
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Post by DJ PON-3 on Jul 7, 2011 8:13:51 GMT
"Ma'am I can assure once you got to know me I'm not all that weird, I just had a rough start to my day..." Franslin replied with a slight chuckle and grinned some with a gentleman chivalry like pose for a moment after being commented he's easier on the eyes. After shaking the white mage's hand he then nodded "But, nice to meet you Killy, a white mage is always a great profession!"
His attention was grabbed by Javier, after nodding in respect and offering his hand out to him aswell he greeted "Nice to meet you, Javier. And yep, his eldest brother might I add." after being questioned he then gestures to Frato and to himself "We bother come from Burmecia, both raised by a great family." he smiled "And ha, my stop here in this icicle city is actually a pretty funny.... Well I'm not sure funny... But I guess its okay.... Yeah an okay story, but I've been traveling with a crew these past few months. We heard there was a mine or something around this general area, we searched and searched... Since its pretty foggy in the sky, we looked down and saw this place. We got so excited we landed here but was we were terribly disappointed this wasn't our destination, so we all decided to stick around here, rest up, do some trading, restock and so on."
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Post by Robshi on Jul 7, 2011 14:12:27 GMT
Frato simply listened as Franslin rambled on and tried to explain himself again, before smiling as his older brother patted his shoulder. "It's nice to see you too, Franslin." His smile faded after his brother whispered the premise of guard duty stories. Just how could a guard duty story possibly be exciting?
He then simply stood and watched as the introductions began. The hybrid was surprised to see Javier back so soon, but after all the commotion he guessed a former Dragon Knight would want to see just what was going on. He decided to reply to the old Burmecian's remark though.
"Hey, trouble seems to find me regardless of whether Killy is around or not." Frato remarked. "I guess being a hybrid gets me a lot of unwanted attention."
Frato the listened carefully as his brother introduced himself to Javier, and another smirk formed on his face. "Why don't you just come out and say it Franslin? Ya got lost!"
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Post by DJ PON-3 on Jul 7, 2011 23:21:41 GMT
Franslin responded with a simple shrug after Frato was done commenting about him getting lost. "I'm not a navigator is the thing, so I don't really have a say which direction the ship goes in... I'm just it's Quartermaster, I just make sure the ship is in tip-top shape, well in order, and its crew is doing their job. However sometimes I do stir the ship every now and then."
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Post by Robshi on Jul 8, 2011 15:00:30 GMT
Frato was slightly disappointed at not winding his brother up with his remark, but he brushed it aside for the time being.
"I see. Well, I am glad to find you Franslin, since I could really use your help right now." The hybrid said, turning to a serious tone now. "I've currently got a bloodthirsty and barbaric clan called Carnicero making numerous attempts for my life, and I'm trying hard to bring the clan leaders down and disband it and stop them from hurting and killing several others. If it wasn't for Killy, Javier and the other mercenaries I have helping me, I'd be dead already. Will you tag along with me and help me Franslin? You don't seem to be doing anything really important right now."
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Post by DJ PON-3 on Jul 8, 2011 19:21:02 GMT
Franslin tilted his head and blinked a bit as he payed attention while his brother spoke, when he was done he responded by saying "Yeah yeah like finding a mine where vast riches lie isn't important at all.. No no, I'm just kidding!" he then paused for a moment to think "Well you know I'd be more than happy to help you, but why is this clan trying to kill you? Did you like mess with them or something? It doesn't sound like any clan to just go off attacking people, most clans I've ran into in the past try to keep to themselves as much as possible. Anyway...." he looked back towards the docks "Just come with me for a sec? All I have to do is head back to the ship, grab my stuff and say my good byes to the crew."
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Post by Robshi on Jul 8, 2011 20:25:42 GMT
Frato glared at his brother for his initial remark, but his expression softened as he realised that Franslin was joking. He listened carefully as his brother asked about the clan, and was about to give a brief explanation before his brother stated he needed to sort things out with his crew.
"Oh, okay. Say, our ship is being prepped in the docks too. I can go and check on it whilst you say your goodbyes." Frato suggested. "Alright, lead the way Franslin."
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Post by DJ PON-3 on Jul 8, 2011 20:51:33 GMT
"Great-" Franslin said as he started to march off towards the docks "-while we're there, I presume you're in a hurry as it is so maybe there enough time to where I can introduce you to a couple of my friends and what not, since like I met your's" while walking he thought to himself as he was looking ahead where the ships ported in the docks, once entering the docks he starts to dash off there he stops to talk to the Pick-axe wielding female burmecian wearing a black coat that was seen earlier back at the pub for a moment while she was guarding the entrance, Franslin hurries into the docked Airship. "Where's the bag!?" Franslin yelled. "It's in your fucking cabin!" The female yelled back. "You think I didn't check there first!?" "Then I don't fucking know!..." "Oh, what the hell, why was it in the kitchen!?" "Fuck man, hell if I know!" "Sorry!" a male's voice called out. Soon after, Franslin wearing his backpack aswell with a fedora with the left brim folded and some accessories on it from the Dragoon Knight's standard hat attached to it. "Are you sure you want to bring that? Would be a shame if you lost it..." The red-headed male in the blue coat from earlier said. "Yeah, besides its not like you're fucking leaving forever, right?" The female burmecian added.
"Eh.. I guess you're right..." Franslin replied while handing his hat to the Male. He then looks over to Frato's direction then gestures him to come over.
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Post by M&M&M on Jul 8, 2011 23:46:14 GMT
Killy got up and immediatly grabbed Frato by the back of the shirt. "Can I talk to you..in private?" Not waiting for an answer, the white mage pulled Frato back inside the bar. Once fully in, the cleyran slapped the back of Frato's head in annoyance.
"Have you gone insane while weren't looking!?" The cleyran hissed. "We're being chased by 2 bloody-thirsty clans and lord knows how many mercanaries and monsters, and you invited your own flesh and blood brother to come with us!?"
Even Javier was starting to question Frato's motives and sanity. "As much as I hate to admit it, Killy does have a point. I just can't understand how we could put someone else in the danger we are in now. It's too risky."
"Have you forgotten the fact that we nearly lost half our team in just one day?" Killy kept pokeing Frato's chest with a hard finger to prove her point. "And we won't arrive in the Cleyran coast for at least 3 days. Maybe that seeq strangled the oxygen out of your brain when you asked for this. Either way, I don't think this is right. We should move on without him immediatly before he notices."
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