Larry is sure that some shenanigans were involved in
Elizabeth's acquisition of such a vague and easily exploitable form of permission.
"So did you mind control her or what?" he asks, unaware of, yet interested in any trickery that may have taken place. Midway through the question, however, he realizes what's truly important right now - not like Elizabeth was going to tell him what she did, anyway.
"Whatever, let's go kick some squatter ass."Halesey, though silent, evidently concurs. The two righteous magical dudes move down the street - Halesey in a grim, purposeful manner, Larry resembling a Chinese vampire, hopping about stiffly, every muscle tense and ready to unleash horrible, horrible magic on everybody in sight. Soon enough, they have both reached the factory, with Elizabeth presumably following not too far behind. They step right through the door, coming up to the crackling campfire the six squatters still have going over there. Halesey does his best to seem apologetic.
"I... I didn't want it to come to this..."The Jesus-looking dude, who appears to have been asleep until woken up by the sound of his good buddy's voice, yawns and looks at him.
"Huh? What?""He said he didn't want it to come to this," the burned guy says in a monotone.
"Who let him in here, anyway? These guys are bad news, I'm telling you. Look at him. Even got a cloud over his head.""Naw, naw, that guy's cool. He fixed the door! That cloud is pretty weird, though."[Halesey's affinity roll: 3]
A small clown-themed (with red knobs on the drawers, even) desk materializes next to Halesey, beginning an unsteady orbit around the fledgling mage.
"Whoa, man. Am I seeing this right?""That's pretty freaking weird if you ask me," the unusually clean woman says, though she realizes that obviously nobody asked her, and promptly sighs, shuffling slowly away from both the rather threatening and stiff-looking Larry and the obviously magical Halesey.
* * * * *
Knowing this is his first chance to really show people what he's made of,
Willy follows Pete inside, running through a large, rather empty room, then a corridor decked out in funny pictures, stopping at a room that seems to be full of people - were he not seeing it right now, Willy would never have guessed that the room would have fit 9 people - and that's along with a pretty creepy-looking shrine taking up a whole lot of space as well. He wonders how these people haven't caught on fire yet with all the candles burning here. Then again, if they had done this previously, Willy wouldn't have seen it happen, so if you think about it that way, it's probably good that they've stayed roughly coordinated until this point.
"Father Peter! I thought you had left us for good!" a woman in her fifties, very thin and with distinctly horselike facial features, says to the man.
"Ah! You were wrong, obviously! I have indeed returned, and I come bearing knowledge, gifts and power! Oh yes! Show them the hand, Willy!"Oh dear. Quite the dilemma Billy faces here - what would be the best way to humorously and malevolently interpret such a simple and vague instruction?
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