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Ash sighs, and sets her ginormous hand on Gale's head (Franky included), furrowing her brow, "Sirs, could you please just leave? I'd rather you not give her a reason to fight." she requests, lightly scratching the Feral's head in an attempt to calm her down, and Brandy Station. "Not to mention that if you arrest us, your good standing with the Medicis isn't guaranteed." Ash continues. Slowly, she shifts in place with an uneasy sigh, monitoring her surroundings. The crowd outside seems ignorant to the events unfolding within, whereas the Waitress is trying to slink into the kitchen with an disinterested frown. Ash then begins to consider her options: if things were to go south, the window is just large enough for Ash to jump through; Gale included, so she could avoid the inevitable fighting in the diner.

"How would a pair of normal humans fair against say, three, Parasite hosts?" Ash hints the Egrets before her, now moving onto intimidation "Assuming there are any hosts in here, of course." she adds nonchalantly, for safe measure. Ash really hates it when her lunch is interrupted by Egrets, or Police, she dislikes both of them, of course, but her tolerance is much higher than Gale's.

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Phone posts = best posts

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Ash perks up, having been absent mindedly eating for Gale's explanation "Yeah, although I've never really met another Gigan myself, I've mostly been around Ferals and Elves," the Gigan explains "I think I've never actually seen a fellow Gigan before."

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Short lines for days, kids. Then again, the casual section of this guild doesn't strike me off as too judgmental.



. . . Right?

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Oh shit disregard last line gotta fix it for Kafka

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Okay is fixed.

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Ash shrugs "Sorry about the burger, I thought it would be funny," she mutters, lightly patting Gale on the head, before she starts to consume the chicken tenders she ordered. "What do you want to do after this?" Ash asks Gale with a pleasant smile, looking down at her batty companion, while she tenderly chews on a mouth full of fried chicken. "We could go anywhere you want, I was thinking about going into New Meridian and buying flowers, but you don't like that place. . ."

Ash stops when the strange woman approaches the table, giving her a slight glance "You can sit here, sure!" she responds, looking down at the lady's hands. "But first, what's your name?" she questions with a jubilant smile, which appears to be a recurring theme with the strange character.

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Ash walks up the crimson bar, setting a twenty down on its chipped wooden surface--next to a woman with bandaged hands "Are you okay?" Ash asks her with a concerned frown, before she's interrupted by a waitress. "Oh, sorry," Ash responds to the woman behind the counter, before listing off her order "May I have five baskets of chicken tenders, and uh..." Ash pauses "An extra rare hamburger? With a basket of fries? Pretty please?" she asks, finishing her order. The Dagonian waitress takes Ash's money, crumpling it, and shoving it into her apron, she then rummages around in the same pocket she had put the twenty in, pulling out a five. Ash takes her change, and manages to situate her Gigan rear on a seat, a seat away from the strange woman. 'What's wrong with her hands? does she have a parasite?' she asks herself, to which a rather silent voice in her head responds '...maybe...' before it disperses all together, fading away into the milky cauldron of her mind.

Ash looks at the strange woman, then back to Gale, running her fingers through her hair with a worried frown, until her order is set down behind her. "Goody!" she exclaims, scooping up the food in her palms, carrying it over to Gale with a giddy smile. "I got the food!" she says, handing Gale her burger.

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Ash waits patiently as Gale retrieves Brandy Station, slumped over by the front door, and once Gale is situated on Ash's head, the Gigan clumsily opens the door to their house, and manages to squeeze through. Once Ash is out in the open, she stands at her full height with a relieved sigh, looking down at the crowd; who begins to part to let Ash through. She walks with a surprisingly brisk pace, taking into account all the obstacles of Little Innsmouth, properly gaging all her ducks, and side steps to compensate for the bat feral on her head. "It's busy out today, how did you manage to find your way home?" Ash questions as she approaches the door to a local diner, the wonderful smell of cooked food flooding her senses. "Something smells yummy," she comments, lifting Gale off of her head, and guiding her to the door. With her index finger, and her thumb, Ash grips the handle to the glass portal.

She opens it slowly, letting the tacky silver bell ring, and giving Gale a light push inside, following after her with a light grunt, forcing herself through the human sized frame of the door. Ash's knee slides across the dirtied tile floor, followed by its opposite, and once Ash manages to slide her gun past the door, she stands up; hanging her head low. "Dagonian cuisine . . ." Ash mumbles with a content smile, clasping her hands together "You have money, right Gale?"

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Sorry about the short line, guys



Have space frog as compensation.

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Ash smiles gayly "We don't have to go to Meridian, we can just go to that campy little cafe down the road," she assures Gale, making sure that the clothes the Gigan is wearing look nice, and smell nice enough for her to wear in public. She puts Gale down atop a couch to her right, wedged in between a pair of vases that look much too large, and much too heavy for a normal person to lift. She stands up, hunched over in the suffocating closeness of her room, and begins to piece together her rifle, attaching springs and other key components to its ornate base, and screwing the lengthy barrel on. This go on for ten minutes, until Ash situates the rifle's leather straps with a satisfying 'click', and slings it over her shoulder, the tip of the gun scraping against the ceiling. The large Gigan then bends over, and picks up Gale "Would you like to ride on my gun?" she asks, motioning to the chromatic barrel.