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[color=4169E1]“Yo, is the quesadilla truck here? I wanna get a triple threat.”[/color] Ji-Su suggested, looking at the long lines winding from the different trucks. [color=4169E1]“You’d think shrimp, steak, and chicken would be kinda wild if you stuffed it all in one quesadilla, but I hear it’s pretty fire!”[/color] Ji-Su was getting herself a little excited as she talked about one of her main passions in life: food.

At her question about the quesadilla truck, Jackson let out a loud [color=DC143C]“hmm”[/color] noise as he looked around. [color=DC143C]“I don’t know, but I’m sure it’s here somewhere.”[/color] When she mentioned the combo, Jackson could literally picture it and knew he just had to have that triple threat. [color=DC143C]“I need that in my belly right now! And I got like..50 bucks to spend. Not sure how much y’all do, but I think I can take care of us all. I told Dre not to worry, but if not, then he can cover the rest--”[/color] Jackson let himself glance over at Andre, a somewhat mischievous grin on his face as he nudged Andre, [color=DC143C]“--right, buddy?”[/color]

Scoffing and waving off Jackson, Andre replied, [color=FFF000]"Pffft... I don't get paid until Thursday. You're paying for all of us, Jack."[/color] Of course, he had some money in his pocket in case he needed to cover the rest of it. Food trucks originally started off cheap in terms of pricing, but their popularity at events like this one, especially on New Year's Eve, allowed owners to increase their prices exponentially. People [i]had[/i] to eat and the convenience of proximity was going to be even more of a motivator for people like the three of them to spend money. [color=FFF000]"Let's get in line before they run out of it though. We got about.. fifteen minutes before the countdown."[/color]

As the trio banded together in the line, thankfully it began to move as quickly as they got into the line. Apparently, making your favorite Mexican dish wasn't so difficult to do in an efficient amount of time. The three of them were standing side by side as the guy at the front called them up to place their order. Three "All-in-Ones" was [i]supposed[/i] to be the move, but there was a sudden disruption that caused everyone in line to turn their heads in the direction behind them. A woman's siren-like scream alerted the other citizens that something crazy had just happened, followed by a small explosion from a few buildings back off the coast. A faint orange light indicated fire as thick smoke ascended upward towards the dark sky. [i]What the hell was going on?[/i]

The moment Andre turned his attention towards the food truck, his eyes looked forward and then lifted upward to the numerous amount of [url=https://i.imgur.com/AZsZplx.jpg]beige-colored[/url] creatures that wielded lances with what appeared to be steel claws at the ends of them standing on top of each of the food trucks. The crowd behind the trio dispersed into all sorts of directions as one of the humanoids lifted the weapon and slammed it against the top of the food truck, ripping it open and stirring up another fire from the cooking area.

[color=FFF000]"I guess no quesadillas for us..."[/color] Andre humored, taking a step back to protect himself, but wondering what exactly was going on and [i]who[/i] the hell these creatures were. Another explosion from behind them had people running from the streets and back onto the concert area, seemingly being trapped between the two areas with no where to go.

By now, there were dozens of the [i]Bechats[/i] as they were called, climbing over the destroyed row of food trucks and gaining slowly on any and every person here with a pulse. Lances were pointed dangerously in the direction of the trio as Andre backed away slowly, holding his hands up.

[color=FFF000]"Look, bruh... I'm just here because I wanted a quesadilla, yo. If you got beef with somebody else, then take that up with them. Not [i]us[/i]."[/color] Andre's words were futile; in fact, they only proved to upset the Bechat that was facing him as the other took their own turn of individually going for Ji-Su [i]and[/i] Jackson.

Across the way, the concert had been overrun by Bechats as well with the group of them lining up, Lances extended to push the crowd back towards where the food truck area was. It wasn't long before Hana and Mila were clumped together in a crowd of people that were being cornered by the weapon-holding warriors. One person was brave enough to charge at the creature full-on, but was swept at the feet and lifted up off the ground by scooping the claw portion of the lance before being tossed airborne across the way with a [i]thud[/i] on impact. Whether or not the people wanted to get away, it was going to be a [i]fight[/i].

[color=FFF000]"Y'all are really about to get my shoes dirty huh?"[/color] Andre quipped nervously, jumping up when a Bechat tried to sweep his legs. Seeing an opening, he quickly grabbed at the handle and tried to overpower it, pulling it upward and applying pressure to try and make it stumbled backwards. Instead, he was kneed in the gut, which dropped his face enough to receive a thwack in the jaw with the butt of the weapon. Andre's body tussled backwards as he stumbled into the sand, coughing for a moment to catch his breath as a minor stream of blood poured down from a scratch on his cheek. [color=FFF000]"Shit... that hurt..."[/color] he mumbled, wiping his cheek with the back of his hand and seeing the blood. [color=FFF000]"And now I'm bleeding... well this is embarrassing..."[/color]