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Boslan's clairvoyant abilities were what led him to tracking the group in the first place, so using it to see Zoey's incoming attack was rather easy. Without turning to look behind him, a semi transparent blue magical arm extended out from Boslan's back like a phantom. While it didn't seem to physically effect Boslan's clothes in any way, it's palm was able to block Zoey's elbow before it could contact him. He followed it up by clapping his real hands together, which emitted out a concussive shock-wave that rapidly grew out around him to try to throw Zoey back.

Zoey's howl had tainted Boslan's realm spell to turn to night, something that Nemo likely appreciated, but there was nothing Boslan could do about it yet. "It's not every day I get a chance to fight a dog. I'm really hoping you don't shed." He spat out.




Logan raised an eyebrow in response to Raiya licking her blade, followed up by a slight scoff. "Ah, yeah, well my speci-" Just after he opened his mouth to respond Raiya had shot behind him. The action had caught him off guard, immediately wiping the confident look he had on his face. Logan spun around just in time to push Raiya's thrust off to the side with his bat. He regained some of his confidence, now pointing the end of the bat directly at Raiya after the parry. The top of the bat also had a inscribed rune which immediately began to charge up bright orange.

However just before the spell could come to fruition, Nemo had already came up on Logan. He firmly grabbed the bat with his gloved hand, which immediately cancelled and absorbed his spell charge. And then used his other hand to push the knob of the bat back into Logan's chest. The jab was enough to knock the wind out of him, and if that wasn't enough, Nemo made it even worse by kicking him in the chest with enough force to drive him to the ground.

Logan recovered quickly by athletically rolling back to his feet. The end of his bat lit up again, now glowing blue. Despite the distance between them he swung at Nemo. A blue crescent shaped energy attack leaked out from the top of the bat during the swing, the same one shot at Travis earlier. The flight path was tricky, as it arced around Nemo before it hit him, instead going for Raiya.

Nemo activated his manalysis as he walked over to Raiya. A stream of energy flowed out from the suited man up high into the air, then curved over into a giant dome that covered most of the harbor. Clearly this was the realm spell, creating a snap-shot copy of the real world. I suppose that's a smart idea, Nemo thought not only does it trap us inside, it also prevents us from damaging the merchandise in the inevitable fight. While our marks will be erased once the spell goes down, luckily it doesn't prevent us from tampering with the magical elements in the real world from here, so Travis can still work on the lock.

"I've got one." Nemo replied to Raiya, turning to the two opponents. "You're Harris' boy right?" Nemo asked, referencing Harris Hunley. A mage who used to run the harbor.

"Logan Hunley, what's it to ya, Nemo?" The working man replied curtly, picking up on Raiya's namedrop.

"Nothing really, I see the security here has improved." Nemo commented casually. "I take it your father passed and now you're running the show."

"Smart guy huh?" Logan said with a slight scoff. "Yeah, that's how it is. My old man was lenient on the security, too soft. But that's in the past now. Mr. Kaprico here is the best security system money can buy. That little trick you did with the comms was neat, but nothin' can hide from a clairvoyant mage."

"Oh? Does he know any other tricks too? Have you taught him to roll over?" Nemo sarcastically joked, slowly rolling his pointer finger in a circle.

A scowl appeared on Boslan's face from the jest, but he held his tongue "A comedian too? I really hate funny guys, don't you Boslan?" Logan asked. "Hate em." Kaprico affirmed with an unamused face. "But I suppose that trait suits ya well, with that white skin and those pink pants ya sure look like a clown to me."

"Would you like it if I came to your birthday party?" Nemo asked. "I can pull off the balloon animals that most can only dream of." He boasted. "Bet you've never seen a balloon hippopotamus before."

"...I think I've heard enough outta you." Logan seemed to finally reach his limit with Nemo's antics. He lifted the runic inscribed baseball bat from his shoulder and generated a concentrated ball of mana in his free hand.

Nemo turned to Raiya and the rest of the group, figuring diplomacy was over. "Zoey and Zuri, you two take care of the clairvoyant. Raiya and I will entertain the birthday boy over here. Just make sure to cover Travis." He ordered.

Logan tossed the baseball like ball of mana up into the air, giving it a bit of spin. After it reached the peak of it's height and began to fall he swung at it with his bat. It connected with one of the runes on his weapon, lighting the inscription up bright red. The act seemed to imprint on the ball as well, turning the blue energy ball purple. The hit sent it flying straight towards Nemo, but right as Nemo prepared to block the attack it suddenly veered off course towards Zoey and Zuri.

The energy ball was travelling quite fast towards their feet. And as soon as it would come into contact with anything physical or magical it was set to explode with high power.

Nemo heard Zoey and shrugged in response. "I sure hope not." He replied, looking up to the sky. He entertained himself by watching a small flock of birds fly by above the group. However Nemo's viewing pleasure was suddenly cut short when all of the birds suddenly froze in place, as if somebody pressed pause on a movie. His expression turned from slightly pleased to completely deadpan. Uh-oh he thought. It was a tell tale sign that a realm spell had just been activated.

Nemo quickly looked down from the spectacle, now on alert. It was just in time to see a large crescent shaped wave of orange energy travel straight towards Travis as he worked on the rune. Despite the high speed which it was travelling, it barely made a noise. Clearly whoever generated it had the intentions of a surprise attack.

With no time to warn Travis, a quick usage of his warp spell placed Nemo in the line of the attack before it could hit Travis. The lack of time also made Nemo's absorption ability not as effective, the runic X he generated from his glove wasn't able to grow big enough to swallow the whole spell, causing the excess to explode around the pair. Smoke and dust surrounded them, but they were unharmed by the attack. Nemo snapped his gloved fingers, using a small spell to quickly swish out the smoke from around them and clear their view.

Across from their container, atop another, were two people waiting. One of them lazily sat down with his legs handing off the side, with the other standing tall. The sitting fellow wore a blue working jumpsuit with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, white undershirt, khaki boots, and various jewelry, including multiple piercings. He had tanned skin and dirty blonde shoulder length hair tied into the ponytail. The ends of his hair were dyed bright orange. Resting on his shoulder was a wooden baseball bat with multiple runic circles burned into it link a brand. The standing man seemed to be much more formal, he had short silver colored hair with bright blue eyes, a thin mustache, light skin, and a dark navy blue suit, white dress shirt, silver tie, and black loafers. Both of the men seemed to be somewhere in their thirties.

The sitting man suddenly dropped down from the container, causing the other to teleport down afterwards. "Well well well, looks like we've got some hooligans in our harbor huh Boslan?" The man asked his partner. He spoke with a noticeable Boston accent.

"Looks like it." The suited man replied shortly with his hands resting behind his back.

"Frankly I could go for another." Nemo replied "Anything to get me out of this sun is welcome, especially if it comes with free cool air conditioning as well." The pale man added, using his hand to shade himself from the sun. Nemo clearly did most of his work at night for a reason.

"I'd calculate we have about fifteen minutes before the workers sort out my diversion. So that should work out just fine." Nemo assured him, turning to wait for the rest of the team to teleport in.
Nemo put his hand over his head to block the sun and looked out to their destination. By his guess it was about a mile out if they went in a straight line. He then turned his head to the main office building of the docks, which was much further away. The view caused him to ponder for a moment, which then sprung an idea in Nemo's mind.

"I have no doubt there's a magical presence somewhere within this compound. If your bubble leaves a trace, then we'll be found. So option B is probably the best. The only problem is that once we get there we can't just slip inside. If there are any locks we'd probably be spotted while trying to crack them... But I have something a bit more practical in mind to fix that." Nemo said, lifting his arm up and activating his manadial. After navigating a menu for a couple seconds radio sounds began to play to the group. It was the dock workers radio feed.

Nemo's expression didn't seem to be interested in the various conversations. But once a monotonous voice played out and gave an order in between the various babbling, a small grin crossed his face. "Prepare containers 246C and STEV6 for inspection."

"A harbor as big as this uses a basic artificial intelligence system to keep things organized though the radio. As compared to our other options, I don't think anybody would be too suspicious if it just so happened to 'malfunction'?" Nemo suggested. As he spoke he began to input various commands into his watch's holographic interface. "Mariners aren't exactly the most tech-savvy bunch around. So infiltrating their system should be. quite. easy." Nemo finished by pressing one last command, causing the usually white display to suddenly turn green. "...you know that was actually a lot easier than I thought." Nemo muttered afterwards, mostly to himself.

After using his hand to massage his throat for a moment, Nemo adjusted his voice like before and spoke into the manadial like it was a microphone. "Emergency alert, all personnel please report to the main office immediately." His voice pretty much perfectly mimicked the tone and mannerisims of the AI. Directly afterwards Nemo pushed a small red holographic input on the dial's display; one marked with a foreboding looking skull and crossbones icon. The effect was obvious, all the radio noise went dead, crashing the communications before anybody in charge could sort out Nemo's faux command. The only thing which could be heard was multiple vulgar complaints from the workers getting cut short. "That should keep them busy." Nemo noted as he saw workers on the dock all begin to walk from the shipping container area to their next time-waster. Luckily this time it was far from the group.

Nemo turned back to Zoey and gave her the go ahead signal to start her part in the form of comically 'shooting' finger guns in her direction.

"For now it's easy, we continue on without scaring our ride away." Nemo responded as he continued walking. A couple minutes later and after passing about five more warehouses. The maze like confinement of the metal buildings opened up to a view of the docks. The hundreds of shipping containers made it feel like they'd probably be looking for a needle in a haystack, but thankfully Nemo was able to save them from that. He pointed out a group of containers off in the distance, closer to the water where they'd be ready to be loaded. They were easier to pick out from the others due to the light blue color with a trident and cartoon tuna fish logo plastered on the side.

"There they are, now we just need to get inside without being seen." Nemo explained, putting his hands on his hips in thought. "You know... I'm starting to think it was a bad idea to wear the pink pants when I was gonna be sneaking around in broad daylight." He confessed. "Thankfully this is just a harbor, not a prison; no guard towers to be seen. All we have to worry about is the workers. Which unfortunately there are quite a surplus of." He added, turning around. "Zoey, if I'm not mistaken you use illusion magic. Do you have any spells that could help us along?" He asked, then turned to Travis. "Seidon's containers probably also have runic locks on them. You worked like a charm opening the catacombs up for us Travis, so I'm sure you could cover that?"

"If all of his titles were handed to him it's just another reason he shouldn't be much trouble for us in the long run." Nemo replied. "Am I to presume that his brother is the Papal Magi now?" He asked afterwards.

Nemo got up, walking over to the portal. "Here goes nothing," he commented as he passed through. After reaching the other side Nemo examined his surroundings. The smell of saltwater flooded his nostrils; they were definitely close to the docks. Luckily, being placed in the alley meant nobody was around to notice them.

Nemo brought up his manadial, getting a better map view of the area. Two small markers dotted out Nemo's position and where they needed to be. Judging by the distance, they were only about eight minutes away from the endpoint. He waited for a couple moments to let the group cross over and then began to head off towards the objective.
Something seemed to be on Nemo's mind, but he jumped on the opportunity to change the subject once it presented itself. "What history do you have with Thadeus?" Nemo asked. "It seems he'll be a recurring cockroach in our journey, so I wouldn't fret too much about not defeating him. I'm sure you'll get another chance."

"You're just in time Travis, we're almost all here now." Nemo responded. "There isn't anything I can think of to discuss now, but I'm sure that will change once this show gets on the road." He added.
Nemo sat at the table by himself now. He flipped his balisong knife closed and placed it back into his pocket and then started to de-spawn all the weapons he brought out, finishing it out with the two tumbler glasses. He picked up the bottle of umeshu, the medium sized bottle only had about one fourth of the liquid it started with left. Nemo checked to see if the coast was clear before unceremoniously chugging the rest of it.

Eventually he appeared in the living room and sat down on the same sofa Raiya did. Nemo leaned over onto the armrest and looked to his manadial to glance at the time. No other members had reached the room yet, so Nemo figured he had time for at least one more question while they were still on their way. "Have you ever done something that you really regret?" Nemo asked, quieter than usual. He only looked over to her once he had finished speaking.
"I think of my duels like pieces of art as well. Same goes for the spells I use and the destruction they cause. I'm certainly not someone who is afraid of blood either. I can see how somebody would like that shade, I often find myself lost in it's radiant color sometimes." Nemo replied, resting his cheek on his palm. "Speaking of black though, has anybody ever told you that you have very pretty hair? The color is quite fetching. I especially like your... antenna? It's rather cute." Nemo said, referencing her unique lock of hair which went up or down depending on her emotions. Nemo figured it was probably tied to her electric abilities. The nature of Nemo's compliment was uncertain, on one hand, he could of genuinely wanted to tell her, but on the other, he might just be trying to get a reaction out of her.

"Well I can see why you prefer your sword so much. Those guns are stock. Built in a factory. Reliable? Sure. But far cries from real crafted pieces." Nemo commented, spinning out his pair of opposite colored revolvers and placing them on the table. "These were modeled after the single action army of the western era. The aethermetals were tough to find on their own, but the grips were especially challenging." Nemo said, picking up the standard sized silver colored one by the barrel. He tapped the glistening white grip of the weapon. "Do you know what this is? This is a unicorn horn... do you even know how hard it was for me to find a unicorn?" Nemo asked, as if the thought itself was bringing back insanity inducing memories of the task.

"The other was taken from the horn of a European black dragon." He added, putting the weapon down by it's smaller counterpart. The cost of the materials used in the two heavily engraved guns was probably near priceless to some people.

"It would probably take all day to go through my collection of revolvers, so how about something different. Semi-automatics. These are just a couple I have on me right now." Nemo said, spawning multiple guns and putting them on the table in a line. Every gun seemed to be engraved and crafted out of some sort of magic infused material.

"Black Widow Luger, with a custom vintage suppressor. Perfect for tasks that can't be too loud." Nemo pointed to the all black gun. The suppressor seemed to be fitted integrally to avoid lengthening the barrel as much as possible.

"Israeli Desert Eagle, for tasks that need to be loud. Made from the melted down electrum of ancient shekels. Grips constructed from the wood of a native fig tree."

"The standard 1911, modeled after the classic first generation. Works in all situations. Silver like aethermetal taken from a Witch Hunter's prized weapon. Mother of pearl grips from a great shen clam."

Nemo leaned back. "Small blades are fun too, they can make the situation more... personal." He placed the Kris military dagger he used before on the table, followed by a gut knife clearly used for skinning, an Italian stiletto switchblade with a kris styled blade and black handle, and finally a large bowie knife. "But let's not forget my favorite. The butterfly knife." Nemo finished, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a silver colored all metal balisong. Nemo gently flipped it open, revealing a kris style aethermetal blade. He began idly flipping it around in his hand, fiddling with it to keep himself busy. Now that Nemo was done, he was quite literally surrounded with weapons.
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