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Jane listened with interest as the feral girl, now properly named in Jane's eyes as 'Gale Nathbakk', (Which was a pretty cool name if we were all being honest here) explained her friend's backstory. Apparently, Ash was an orphan too. It seemed they would all be quick friends, what with the similarities and the open friendliness. Ash also pitched in, mentioning she had never really met any gigan herself. Jane had seen gigan around, but had never gotten to know one, she wasn't really super friendly at school.

Just then, the silver bell rang for the third time that evening signifying more guests. Unfortunately, these people Jane would not want to converse with. They were with the Black Egrets, the Renoir's personal lackies. She started sweating bullets, immediately placing her right hand under the table and took a big gulp from her cup of tea. Gale was also clearly mad or afraid or something, she was scratching at Ash with an intensity previously unseen. Luckily, she seemed to calm down a little, probably thinking that if they ignored them, they'd leave.

Clearly they were not leaving. One of the idiots had gotten up out of his seat, took out company brand Black Egret Tees, and fucking placed three on the table. The amount of idiocy present in that one moment was simply astounding. Had the two people sitting there been regular diner patrons and not real law enforcement officials, presumably with guns, she would have straight up assaulted them. Now though, she had to way her options. Take care of her increasing rage, and show of Franky? Well then she'd probably be arrested, again, and ofcourse she had no idea how they'd deal with her parasite, so unknown horror.

Then, Gale... became not Gale. Her voice changed, some dude and T.V. static were added to it. She decided to call this new Gale "Teevee" because, yaknow, T.V. voice. Teevee proceeded to threaten the Black Egrets (Jane was deeply saddened that she couldn't come up with an insulting name for them. The best she got was Bitch Egrets, and that sucked.) with violence, but allowed them to leave peacefully, should they wish. He also gave Ash 'the hand' presumably telling her to stay put. Bitch Egret #1, the same idiot with the damn t-shirts, reacted like she/he wasn't brandishing a blade at them. His blatant disregard for the situation only fueled Jane's anger.

Then,Bitch Egret #1 said something that scared her. She barely caught it, but as he was reading her her rights or whatever he said he'd need to "ask [her] friends if they had any parasites of their own." Well shit, it was over then. They'd ask her to take her gloves off, and she'd reveal Franky, and he'd be killed or she would, and that's it. Her only hope was to knock both officers unconscious and run. Jane quickly got up, making her way to Teevee's side. "Franky, it's showtime!" She said, as she ripped off her glove. "H-huh? Wait, are we fighting now?!?" Franky gasped, suddenly roused from his lethargic sleep-like state.

Looked like this one was going to be a fight to tell the Aunt and Uncle about.
Jane responds to the outgoing girl's smile with one of her own. It was quite nice of her to allow some stranger to eat with them, Jane probably would have straight up turned her away. The gigan then asked of her name, and she replied with a simple "Jane." without offering her hand, so she could hide Franky. The feral stuttered and made room for Jane to sit, now pressing herself against the other girl, probably out of social anxiety. Yup, definitely making out on the side or something. Anyways, these gals were pretty cool, nothing like the assholes at school. These two would probably be the only two she wouldn't beat the crap out of. Heck she'd probably protect the feral girl, though judging by the size and sharpness of her fangs, she might not need it. The gigan definitely didn't need it though, massive, strong, and proficient in rifles? Hell yeah.

Jane seated herself next to the feral girl and set down her meal, slurping down some deliciously salty noodles. "Mmph." She moaned. "Oh god this stuff is so good." She said in between mouthfuls of noodle. She washed it down with some bitter tea. "I see why you ate all your food in, like, a second." She laughed, playfully elbowing her new friend as gentle as she could, which was a little less then gentle considering her hobbies. "Anyways, seriously, thanks for letting me join you. Is it cool if I ask how you two met?" She asked, before sipping some tea and shifting a little in her seat out of discomfort. She hated being seated for to long, made her butt itch like hell. She wondered how Franky felt cooped up like that all day? She'd probably take her gloves off on the way home, she wouldn't get caught, it'd be cool.
Right. Your posts are routinely much bigger than mine, so making them a little shorter? No issue.
Jane's attention was shifted from her tea to the door as the stupid silver bell rang. "Oh hey, more people. We should go talk to them!" Jane said, eyeing the two new people with interest. A Gigan and a Feral, both carrying weapons. An odd duo to say the least. For some reason her first thought was that they were lovers, but it was probably at least a little more innocent than that. Probably. She sipped on her tea silently as the two girls conversed. The small bat gal gave the gentle giant some cash and went to find the both of them a seat. Way in the back, of course. It seemed she didn't wan't to converse. Luckily, the more social of the two returned, food in hand.

"We should go talk to them. They seem interesting." Jane said, polishing off her tea. "By the way, you likin' this drink?" "The tea's fine, I guess. A little bitter, anyways, can we maybe not talk to whoever you're talking about?" Franky replied, obviously not a fan of talking. "Oh c'mon, you don't even have to speak!" She whined, getting up and placing some money on the table. Franky sighed in annoyance and submission, before saying "Can we at least get some grub first? "Sure, we can eat it while we talk to them."

A minute or two later the girl made her way to the only other occupied table in that diner with noodles of some kind, along with more tea. "Hi. Hope I'm not interrupting, but may I join you two? You're kinda the only two people to talk to that's not one of the staff." She said, taking Franky's advice and not drawing attention to her parasite. She noticed the bat girl had a different order than before, some rice, and was tearing into it vigorously.
Ooh... Ouch. That almost happened to me too, but luckily it cut out right after I posted. Seriously though, that sucks man.
Well, seems like everybody's grabbing dinner. Reptiles need to eat too, why not have him run into a girl and her interesting parasite? Of course, that's just a suggestion.
It was a cool twilight in Little Innsmouth, about 7, to be a little more accurate. People were all hustling and bustling to get where they wanted to go, be it a restaurant, their homes, or something a little more shady. Jane, was a fan of number one. She had just recently gotten out of detention, about an hour or two ago, and boy was she hungry. She decided to stop by this diner she knew of before reaching home, it had absolutely stunning food. She was sure Aunt and Uncle wouldn't mind, she was pretty much always home late, and she was paying with her own money.

As Jane pushed open the door to the diner, her nostrils were graced with the incredible smell of cooking food. She could barely stop herself from drooling all over the slightly dirty tile floor. This was probably one of the main reasons to ever visit Little Innsmouth, the great local food vendors. She wasn't sure if any of it was authentic Dragonian cuisine, but god did it just taste like... a really good metaphor. Honestly all this food was messing with her head.

She quickly sat down and ordered herself something to drink, tea. As the waiter left she put her gloved hand up to her mouth. "I still don't understand why I have to hide you." She whispered to her parasite, Franky. "I've told you, they don't want people having parasites unless they're with the Renoirs." Franky explained, his voice slightly muffled by the fabric covering him.. "Yeah, I know it's just-" She was quickly interrupted by the waiter coming back with her drink. She thanked him before returning to her conversation with Franky. "It's just... I dunno. It's dumb." She said, taking a sip from her tea. "Yeah, it is." He whispered back, not loud enough for her to hear.
Matt thought over his friend's words. Hm. Maybe it would be wise to run? I mean, that would give them a chance to regroup, strategize, get more soldiers, and get medical attention. Before Matt could leave though, some ungodly beast tried to grab him. He paralyzed it with a lightning shock, but before he could finish it off, something wretched the book from his hands with incredible speed. "What the hell?!?" He shouted, getting up off the ground and dashing to catch up with the translucent hand, his chest in immense pain. "J-jymni, let's get outta here." He called back between wheezes.
Yosuke's mind was suddenly focused as one of the girls there clapped her hands. He had no idea why, but his attention was suddenly drawn to her. He completely missed the lady's cosplay when he first glanced at her, an angel of judgement, it looked like. Hm, this was one weird prank. Getting into costume, delivering the letters, all that for what punchline? Yosuke guessed it probably wasn't even very funny.

The 'angel', for lack of a better term that wasn't very offensive, began explaining herself. Apparently she was indeed an angel, and she was tasked overseeing the universe as a Virtue. Yosuke snickered a little, nevermind, this was pretty funny! For some god forsaken reason all the people around him freaking believed her, like the idiots they were. "Oh my god, you fuckin' morons." He said, a smile of superiority plastered onto his pale face. "She's not an angel! I bet there's a mechanism in those damn wings, here, let me show you." He explained, before reaching to touch The First Day's wings.
Well, it's been a day. I think Mr. (Or Ms.) Taiyou should receive Guy's spot.
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