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[Hubris Incalculable]

"Hum. Anyone got any e-mails calling for us to do our thing? I've got one, but it's Antarctica."

[Fniff]

Blankey runs off with glee, and returns with pounds upon pounds of tacky merchandise and snacks.

"For the trip!"

[Bdthemag]

Briar thinking to himself how great it was to finally get out of the country and getting the hell away from anymore of those do-gooders, arrived at the airport. Carrying various bags on his back along with a new satchel he stepped inside the airport. He then starting walking towards the departure board to see when his flight was going to take off. He stopped and noticed the group of people back from the dessert, the crazy one was badly singing My little pony.

He swore and jumped behind a near by trashcan.

[Hubris Incalculable]

"Blankey, I know you already got your cut, but STOP SPENDING IT ALL AT ONCE!"

[Fniff]

"I only spent two hundred! I still have five! Or was it the other way round... Oh wait, it was neither. I spent all my money!"

[Heliman]

Aside from the group, King is finally able to slap Father Reb awake, who they had slumped into a comfy chair.
"Bwuh? What the heck happened? Did it work?"

[Fniff]

Blankey puts a very very VERY tacky teddy bear on Reb's lap.

"Present!"

[Heliman]

"Oh, um, thank you, child."
Reb began to sniff the air. "Is it just me or does it smell like bad cologne and rotting flesh in here?"

[Fniff]

(Blankey is probably 25 at least... Unless you meant in behavior.)

"It's an airport! Airports are like that!

[choobakka]

King grins. "The bad cologne is probably Hugh, and the rotting flesh is your little Necromancer pal hiding behind that plant over there. Anyway, it worked. We're at the airport. All of your stuff got destroyed when the government bombed the town, so we took you with us. You just needed some rest, is all. We're looking for a job right now." He takes out his laptop. "Hey, Hugh! There're some ghosts in the Great Wall of China, a poltergeist in the Louvre, and a cult that's summoning Shoggoths in some small town in Idaho. I vote for Idaho, but that's because I really don't like ghosts. So, you all might decide differently."

[Fniff]

"Paris! PARIS!"

[Bdthemag]

Briar immediately regrets not taking a shower after going to that graveyard. "Hello again, friends. You by chance wouldn't be needing someone who can channel the dark arts?"

[Fniff]

"Look out, puppy!"

A puppy smashes into the face of Briar.

[Bdthemag]

"What the fuck?" the puppy crashed into his face and he fell to the ground. It then started licking his face, Briar glared at it. "Okay actually I might have to reconsider my offer."

[Fniff]

"That's our welcoming gift! Welcome to the team!" Blankey comes over and pats Briar on the back.