[Ganti]
Shark guy furrowed the skin above his eyes, cause fish don’t have eyebrows, duh. Ganti thought. "I dunno what journey you're talk'n about, but if ya mean that guy back there," he pointed to the kitchen they had just been in a little while ago. "Haven't seen him since the scuffle. Whatchu want with 'im?" Fish guy asked condescendingly. Then leaning forward, his giant body would threaten to make a bandit pancake, but Ganti kept smiling as she leaned back keeping parallel with him. "And what'chu do to Madeline...?”

Finally Ganti couldn’t lean farther back, and fell backwards. Almost instantly bouncing up, hitting her chest and giving the peace sign. “you nothin’ brotha! me and maddz are dope! Mad tight, yo!” all while throwing all kind of fake gang signs about. Gaudete morphed from blue ball to human, and backhanded Ganti with mild vigor. “Stop making a fool of yourself!” Gaudete rolled her eyes. Ganti stumbled backwards and hit the floor again, tangled in her long black cape. “Can’t I have a little fun before we go to find Fitz and Halcyon? Its gonna be a serioiissssss and boorring when we’re out there…” Ganti whined, pouting on the floor, cape over her head. “Ganti, please, let’s get a move on.” Ganti got up and brushed herself off. “Fine, O’ Gaudete, eternal sorceress, and mistress of the Hero, whose power is omnipotent!” Ganti said, sarcastically, flourishing her cape. She moved back to Bruce. “But seriously, Maddy just seemed to get a little worked up when she was comforting me. I guess I’ll just wait out here for that punk though…” She said, putting her hands on her hips, clearly aggrivated at the spacemans actions. Looking around, she noticed a bit of a… mess. “Hey, shark guy, what happened out here?

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[Halcyon]
“Well, old chap, I like the way you thing,” Gerald spoke, after intently listening to the story, he had risen and dumped the dirty dishes; cups and plates, into what could be a sink, Halcyon really didn’t care. “i like the way you think, straight to the point, not bothered by revenge or any other…” Gerald paused for some reason, but continued to speak out of Halcyon’s point of view. “aspects of the sort. But ah, as for my employer, we will not bee meeting until this underlight” Teleporting over to his bed, Gerald continued. "Best time to get some shut eye, eh? See you chaps in a few hours, wot?" Pointing to the ceiling, he continued. "There's a hammock up there, though your… manservant will have to sleep on the floor." Halcyon gazed at the newcomer smiling. Aura crept up behind him, wrapping around him. “Well then, “manservant”, I need no bed. So,” using his aura, he lifted the mysterious man off the ground and into the hammock, wrapping aura around him so he might not escape, then shrouding his vision in darkness. Sighing with content, Halcyon covered himself in aura, and continued his sleep, of which Gerald interupted.