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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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"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."

Faramir laughed, knowing well enough what she was doing. "I am not, but the reward is not great enough for me to put in the effort."

"Candy isn't a good enough reward?" Bite your tongue, Faramir!

He saw no reason to bite his tongue.

"It is not," he confirmed, failing to suppress a grin.

"And just what is?"

He hummed thoughtfully as he glanced at the squid once more, then pushed away from the door, taking a step closer to her. "Can you think of nothing, my lady?"

"I can think of many things," Maladicta replied, staying where she was. Because retreating was for other people, thank you.

And he would have been rather disappointed in her if she did retreat. "Then I am certain you can hazard a guess as to which I would find worthy to fight for."

"Honor perhaps?"

"There are those that believe there lies honour in the battle," Faramir nodded. "I believe it lies in defending, but there is little I would be defending here. I believe my motives are be much less noble of nature and more selfish than perhaps they should be."

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Maladicta hummed in amusement, tapping his chest with one finger. "To fight a squid that isn't even real? I don't know if the price matches up."

"And now I wonder how much you imagine I would ask of you," he mused, reaching up to touch the back of her hand.

"I won't know until you ask, will I?"

But she could, however, hazard a guess.

"That is fair," he agreed, meeting her eyes for a long moment.

Then he released a breath and stepped away. "Nay, I will not ask. If I am to find that thing, I shall need sword, bow and quiver."

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