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[OREOSOME]

PTW

[SomeStupidGuy]

Sam glares at Bob. "This little rivalry of yours is adorable and all, but we've got more important things to deal with."

"Uh... What's she saying?"

"It's not real money. Or something along those lines."

[Jbg97]

PTW

((Awww no, we cant have TWO Oreos in this game!))

[Fniff]

"Oh yeah. Bugger, different planet... Wait, oh no, all my money's bloody worthless! How the hell am I supposed to go home now?"

[Jbg97]

"Fuck it, let's move on."

[Fniff]

"Oh God, what's Kest for sorry?"

[Slayerhero90]

The guard takes them past the beggar and to the entrance to the royalty district. There is a significantly higher amount of metal compared to stone here. At the gates, the guard inserts a card into the machine.
"<I'm the only guard here with clearance.>"
He brings them to a large citadel. It is very well-decorated.
"<Go up the steps. I need to leave. Now.>"

[Jbg97]

Silently slip the gun from his holster and hide it in my clothes.

[Fniff]

Michael uselessly yelled "Sorry!" as they forcefully left the less nice-looking district into the more metal-y one. Michael looked around and wondered if this was a nice part of town or a bad part of town by the standards of this race.

[Slayerhero90]

Silently slip the gun from his holster and hide it in my clothes.

He's still holding his gun.

[Twi]

Orichalcum attempts to console the girl before s/he is pulled away.

But s/he stares at the citadel when s/he gets there.

"We're going up there. Without the guard."

S/he slowly walks up the steps.

[Jbg97]

Silently slip the gun from his holster and hide it in my clothes.

He's still holding his gun.

((shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit. We're fucked.))

[Fniff]

Michael looks at Ori, then at the guard, then quickly follows after Ori up the stairs.

"This seems a bit weird..."

[Twi]

" Deal. "

Orichalcum is unimpressed with Michael, it seems.

[SomeStupidGuy]

Sam shouts at the Begger "<Again, we apologize!>"
Sam shrugs and follows Michael and Ori. "Anything other than being ordered around like that. Tch. Terrible foreign relations here."