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RANK 5
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Geralt [@MULTI_MEDIA_MAN], Roxas [@Double], Bede [@Crimson Flame], Blazermate & Susie [@Archmage MC]

[b][u]Gutsford[/u][/b][/center]

The pet shop was a brief bit of safety for the crew. So long as the G-Men didn't get a hold of leashes or chew toys or whatever they might not brave stepping inside and be "found out". At least they were easy to manipulate.

The twins lead them further into the pet shop, to where their small base of operations was. Everything felt very spy-like, especially when Raz caught a glimpse at the huge corkboard full of pictures and clippings. [color=FF8C00]"Whoa... hey, check it out!"[/color] Raz pointed up at the blurry photos of himself and looked back to the others. [color=FF8C00]"I'm part of a secret anti-government conspiracy!"[/color] His face broke out into the widest grin possible, fists clenched close to his chest. [color=FF8C00]"Isn't it [i]awesome?[/i]"[/color]

While Giovana introduced herself, the Doctors, and their little organization, Raz couldn't stop himself from geeking out, his eyes taking in every detail the room had to offer, especially in regards to the board. He tried to focus on the conversation, though. [color=FF8C00]"Mr. Goldlewis? Yeah, I met him back when I was still all Galeem'd in the head, in Al Mamoon. He helped us with climbing the mountain and fighting that huge monster. I figured he was with you guys, actually,"[/color] Raz said, pointing to Peach. [color=FF8C00]"I uh, guess not, though?"[/color]

[color=FF8C00]"I know all about these guys,"[/color] Raz continued, gesturing vaguely to outside the room. [color=FF8C00]"We're from the same... world? Home? Universe? I'm still not really sure how to call all this. I dunno if it helps with anything but where I'm from they weren't even physical things, they were a mental construct in someone's mind. Maybe the person in charge has the potential to, I dunno, pull things out of people's head?"[/color] An interesting proposal, but Raz felt like that was barking up the wrong tree.

A vague plan-shaped idea was made - splitting up to distract the G-Men and get the rest of the team to their meeting place. [color=FF8C00]"I can do it!"[/color] Raz jumped at the chance, literally, hopping up with his hand raised high. [color=FF8C00]"I've dealt with the G-Men before, so I know how to handle them."[/color]

Geralt made for the front to deal with the ones coming in, so Raz took to the backdoor they came in from. He pushed the door open a smidge to peer through the crack; it seemed like the G-Men had all made their way to the front instead, no doubt with their new 'disguises' at the ready. Raz entered the alleyway and headed around the building, ending up just outside the large group of trenchcoat-wearing spies.

[color=FF8C00]"Ohhhh [i]wow[/i]!"[/color] Raz said, loud enough for his voice to carry. [color=FF8C00]"I sure do know a [i]lot[/i] about things! Super [i]secret[/i] things! I have [i]sooo[/i] much knowledge of a [i]plot[/i] against the General... Investigation... the, the [i]government[/i]! I hope nobody has questions to ask me!"[/color] Raz slowly backed away from the G-Men as he spat all that out, wanting to make sure he hooked most of them at least before he made a break for it, running clear the opposite direction of the pet store, not dashing down a side path until he was sure the coast was clear for them. He'd have to think quick on his feet to navigate the city, but he was used to this sorta stuff![hr][center][color=FF8C00]571 Words
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