fandomhigh | 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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Maladicta cleared her throat. "Yes. It was all very odd."

"You haven't got so many names, do you?"

The lacey nightgowns, he could take his own guess.

"Only a few!"

Dozen. SHUT. UP.

"Any chance you could tell me any of them? Just out of curiosity?"

"They're not important," Maladicta replied, waving dismissively. "It's just a few titles collected here and there."

"Well, you'll pardon me for saying I'm glad to be back to having only one name myself," Alexander said. "And a title that sticks. A bit odd, though, that whole event, but that seems to be how things go around here..."

Maladicta had to nod at that. "We can always hope to have one weekend where nothing happens."

"And then complain about how nothing ever happens," Alexander said with a faint smirk. "What happened with you after the rooftops?"

"I... rode a dragon and said 'Yay' a lot."

"I can't believe I missed that," Alexander said. "I was probably too busy practicing my stalking and menacing cloak work to notice."

"You did very well with it," she replied, patting him on the shoulder.

"Such praise from an expert!" Alexander said with a chuckle. "You must forgive me for saying your prince could use some work. We tend to slay dragons, not ride them."

And going yaaaaaay.

"Perhaps you're doing it wrong?" The 'YAAAY' was necessary.

"No, I'm quite certain that was the right way to do it," Alexander offered. "Considering it would have eaten my sister, otherwise."

"...well, that would be bad, yes."

"So perhaps you had a nice dragon," he allowed. "That...seems to be the way things that are normally dangerous back home seem to be around here..."

Vampires. People with green skin. People with menacing sounding M names.

"The ones back home are much smaller and tend to explode," Maladicta replied helpfully.

"....explode?"

Alexander killed his with lightning and it still didn't explode...

"They're excitable creatures from what I hear."

"I imagine that could get rather messy," Alexander observed.

Yes, it did sound messy.

Maladicta shook her head. "Did you bite anyone else when you were... different?"

"No," Alexander said, sounding relieved. "There were a few attempts, but, thankfully, they were both thwarted. I don't suppose I was a very good vampire, but I'm very relieved for my ineptitude."

Maladicta had to pause for a moment. "Yes. Terribly inept."

There was a reason vampires were so damn easy to kill where she was from, Alexander.

"It would have made things terribly awkward," Alexander offered. "I don't think I know who the princess was, but I'm pretty sure that, er, um..." Cough. "Lady of the Night looked an awful lot like Rinoa."

"Ah, yes." Not at all awkward there. "I recall her."

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