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Reserves: Danger Shop, After Classes

Today, the reserves group had been told to meet in the Danger Shop, and that it would be a good idea to bring along their weapon of choice while they were at it. The usual assortment of coffee and cookies was there, along with a fairly impressive amount of Halloween candy. It was on sale after the holiday? Score!

"Heya, guys," Zack practically chirped, sword on his shoulder and a grin on his face. "Today, we thought we'd do something a little different, and pit you up against an opponent who has a bit of an advantage against you all!"

Or, rather, eight advantages against you, as your Danger Shop opponent today happens to have ten tentacles. Being a giant squid will do that.

For some reason, the tentacles thing concerned Maladicta more than she could put into words. And made her more than just a bit glad that she never wore short skirts.

"So, we hope you will all give a thought to how teamwork can make this battle go far easier for you." A beat. "And no, using someone as a human shield does not count."

Kennedy could put into words exactly why the tentacles thing was wigging her out, but hopefully you'd forgive her for not really being up to doing that today; you'd just have to deal with the distasteful look on her face expressing it for her.

"Yeah, human shields are right out, guys," she said, patting the stock of her crossbow. Note how she was opting for a ranged attack on this thing? No hentai nightmares for her, thank you very much. "But we'll give you a break and let you have a few minutes to figure out a game plan. Against these odds, that's kinda fair, right?"

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"I wouldn't think zombie piranha would either, but..."

Oh, Fandom.

"Are you saying you could not easily take out that giant squid yourself?" he asked with a teasing smile.

"Of course I could!" That wasn't the point. At all. Shut up, she totally could. "But they need to learn how to handle one of these as a group."

He grinned, but nodded in agreement. "It is important to learn to fight as a team. It means there is less risk that you end up shooting one of your allies instead of your enemy."

"Exactly." She took a sip of her coffee, glancing past him into the room. "Were you interested in joining?"

"I was on my way to the library," he replied, turning his attention back towards her. It was a much nicer view after all. "I trust that you will keep me safe if a giant squid were to attack me."

"As long as you're not wearing a skirt, you should be safe."

Unless that squid was from /y/. Then god help you, Faramir.

"A skirt?" he asked, suffering from some huge culture differences. "No, I believe that I am safe for now then."

It was for the best, really.

Maladicta just nodded in agreement. For now. "I see you survived Halloween."

"Yes," he frowned and rubbed at his chin. "I remember for some reason following the soldiers in town around. Their weapons were worrying."

No, he did not understand why or why he was speaking so strangely either. "I did not see you anywhere."

"I... ended up being a prince named Dastan." A beat. "And rode a dragon."

"A docile dragon?" he asked, blinking. "The island is giving you plenty of opportunity to be a man, it seems."

The island should stop that, he preferred her very much like this.

"It was very odd, though. I think that fellow was a bit of an idiot."

"Are you certain that was him and not you?" he asked, only the glint in his eyes showing that he was teasing her.

Oh snap!

"Is that so?" she asked, shooting him an amused look out of the corner of her eye.

"I distinctly remember you talking about how dearly you would wish to ride a dragon," he deadpanned.

"Dragons, from my experience, are prone to exploding."

DISCWORLD WAS SUPER SPECIAL, OKAY?

"Perhaps you should keep to riding horses then," Faramir suggested instantly. He would be more than happy to ride her around as well. "I hope this one did not?"

"No, there was just a lot of shouting 'Yay' during it." No one said these days made any sense.

Faramir snorted. "Your prince enjoyed the danger then? I could imagine my brother having a similar response."

Maladicta snorted. Of course Boromir would be. "I just hope this isn't a regular occurrence for the holiday."

"Perhaps it was a warning to never try wearing costumes again," he suggested. "I was not even able to gather much candy."

"We have some here," she replied, waving toward them. Thanks to Zack, though,

"And would I have to brave the squid in order to get any?" he wondered. Somehow he had no problem not getting in the thing's way.

"I suppose not." And now, it seemed, was time for her to get him back. "If you're afraid."

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