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[The Fool]

Allan seemed unmoved by the massive man in front of him, merely shift his smile into a look of annoyance. He bit into the apple he was holding. After finishing his bite he spoke up.
"I'm Allan, and who might you be?"
He stepped forward with his staff pressing into the ground in front of his gaunt frame.

[mcclay]

"I'M ANGERUS OF THE ANGERY MARINES CHAPTER YOU STPID MOTHERFU-HOLY SHIT IS THAT A MUTANT!" His last comment being directed at the catgirl. He turned back to the mage with a look of rage. "FUCKING CHOAS SCUM!" In his supreme anger he raised his bolter and pointed it at the catgirl. But by doing so took his attention away from the storm and was knocked down by a stong gust. With a yell of obscenties he fell to the floor. The bolter shooting a round just above the catgirls head and rolling away.

[The Fool]

Allan walked over to the marine with a look of dull anger. He imbedded his metal staff into the ground, cracking the dirt around it, but allowing it to stand up without support. He held out a bony hand, ready to pull the large man out of the sockpile.
"I'd drop the weapon. We don't mean you harm unless you insist on this boorish business. This place is strange, and I doubt that a catgirl will be the strangest sight you see. Besides, she's a kind soul."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

(More new guys? Damn, I'll need more Arcana. Also, yay for first Fool rank up!)
Richard awoke from his slumber, faintly remembering the words the voice shad said to him. Something about fools and Orpheus.

He saw more newcomers and sighed.
"Mind telling me who these blokes are?"

[The Fool]

Allan looked over, his staff still planted firmly in place.
"I'm Allan. Don't mind the imp on my shoulder, he's with me."
He still left his hand outstretched, waiting for Angerus' response.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Richard Collins, nice to meet you. You a wizard?"

[The Fool]

"No. An exorcist."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Ah. I shoot myself in the head to summon spirits."
Richard smirked.

[The Fool]

Allan returned the smile, but kept an eye on the big guy.
"It seems we aren't all that different. I'm glad to have come across this group."

((I'm going to sleep. I'll be back in about 7 hours.))

[Jellycat12]

Iris reacts to the hostility by somersaulting into the socks and burying herself.

"What was that for!"

[mcclay]

The marine responded to Allens request with dergoatory comments about what he did last night with the "HERETICAL-MUTANT-BITCH" which then turned into what he did with a land raider then into what he did with various bladed weaponry. Eventually he said "FINE YOU COCKLOVING ASSLICKER, I REALLY DON'T WANT TO DIE BY FUCKING SOCKS!" He took Allen's hand with a grip that damn nearly broke bones.

[The Fool]

Allan gripped his teeth, not expecting such a grip. Surprisingly he remained steadfast, pulling the man out with one strained hand. He shifted his weight backwards as he eased the man out of the socks.

[Jellycat12]

Iris begins making her way to the other side of the sock storm.

"Loud expletives implying bad things about your mom!"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Richard glared at the screaming soldier.
"If you would please not shout at my acquaintances, and introduce yourself civilly, that'd be great."

[Spinal_Taper]

Steve walks over to Angerus, and takes his hand in a grip just as powerful.
"Oi mate! I like your style! No nonsense, just straight to the point!"