[@The World]

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[h2][u][b]Down for Business: The Rascal King is Running... At You?![/b][/u][/h2]
[h3]Wandering the Business District[/h3]

“Now sometimes y’want them to come to you… Not that it was ever a thing back when I was alive, but I guess that’s how it’s gonna be now.  We want to meet an enemy right? Then we walk around where we obviously don’t fit. Someone’s gonna throw a fit eventually, right? Well, let me know if you feel anything, and I’ll do so too.” 

He grinned and sipped at a coffee as they walked down the streets. Two foreigners who obviously weren't conforming to the manners expected around here. Ah but sorry, there's no time to sit down leisurely at night like this. Besides, he wasn't ever one to sit around too long when danger was afoot.

"Wanderin about here, sticking out like two nails was it? We're obviously not locals and it'll be easy enough with those seals to tell that there's a master. Plus even if I'm not good with magic I can definitely know if a servant's about."

He tucked his fingers into the shape of a gun. “Bam. The moment they show up I’ll take care of’em. They'll definitely notice us. Right? good for them. Better for us."