Fantasy Killing the Magic Snatchers

[Kolchao]

Hearing Rosen's brief plan, Siegmund nodded in agreement. He was unsure about the 'special shortuct' mentioned by the chariot man, but the plan sounded so seemingly simple that it might just work out alright.

"Should Snatches be detected amidst your dance partners, swap with us, Rippers. We'll dispose of them discretely." He adds, in a rare moment of speech. He did not like taking charge, but they had little time, he had to do something.

"I am not yet acquainted with any of you. Let us introduce ourselves, along with our function, then we may devise more details to our strategy."

He was hoping his words made sense, and that he did not come out as bossy as he thought he sounded.

"...I am Siegmund, a Ripper. I have reasonable experience in eliminating Snatches. I'll do what's necessary for the success of our mission."

He looked at the others, awaiting their responses, swallowing in dry, in the hopes he did not make a fool out of himself.

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[Gasmeros]

Hm. Dancing. That was gonna be fun. If only Ruadhan didn't have to left feet when it came to ballroom dancing. He was grateful that he wasn't a detector or a ripper. But really, the most experience he had with fancy parties was finding public ones so he could snack on the finger foods that floated around and steal toilet paper from the bathrooms when everyone was too drunk to notice. (It helped save money, okay?) Those parties probably weren't the greatest example of "fancy", if Ruadhan was honest with himself.

Despite Fridge Man's insurance that he looked fine, Ruadhan was very much doubting that now. He had never been to a party that escorted guests by carraige (three of them, even), and the last thing he wanted was to stick out. Though really, fiddling around with accessories like he had no idea what to do with them would be more noticeable than simply opting not to wear them. Slowly, he shoved the weird pin things back in his pocket.

"I'm, uh, Ruadhan," he spoke lightly, raising a hand in greeting. "I'm communication. I'll probably stay by the punch, or whatever." Did fancy parties have punch? "Make it easy for detectors to find me."

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[Mqueserasera]

Sierra La Croix
With little place in her head for worry, Sierra jumped off her seat after the Coachman had left. Eyes brightened in eager, the girls grinned.

“So we’re going by carriage after all, as expected I would say.”

She barely listened to what the others had to say about their plan. After all, her role as a healer was simple regardless of the tactic they’re planning to use: she heals what needs to be healed, she should be free to use the rest of her time how she wants. Any danger comes her way should be intercepted by other Lillits for the most part. Sierra believed so and was willing to let her teammates know their duty.

Sierra turned to the two men who have just finished their awkward introductions, her eyes beamed with confidence.

“Sierra La Croix, as good a healer as you can get, I tell you. I can’t help you when it comes to fighting or when I’m dead, so you would do well keeping me alive and away from danger.”

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[Diagonal]

Dom let out a crooked smile as bald coachmen came and introduced himself to them.
"Well I'll be dammed" He said, as Rosen gave out a strategy. The clean shaved man gave a nod in agreement and responded with "You got it boss lady." Oblivious of the fact Rosen didn't want to be known as the leader. "I'll just be dancing with my healer over here." He said addressing Sierra.

"The name's Dom. I'm also a ripper. The faster we rip the faster we can get out." He said looking at Siegmund.

"Rudahan, you gotta loosen up a bit, or we're going to be detected real fast." Dom replied to Ruhdahan's comment about being near the punch. He leaned against the couch and started twirling his box of cigarettes.

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[Joke]

Elbert was staring out on the couch and heard the plan and introductions of three others and the coachman he snapped back into reality and came up with a plan B, Elbert stands up looking at the others

"Hello, my name is Elbert as it right now, the way that I see it, we won't complete this mission with a high success rate, so for another contingency plan we must act fast when we get caught, signal me or Ruadhan create a distraction that would mask our exit from this ball. If one of those snatches figures us out try to conceal yourself as possible and eliminate it, the last thing we want is a snatch knowing our faces. Remember we are at a ball, so expect a lot of guests."

Counting the party there seems to a missing person has not arrived yet down to the group Elbert inhales deeply, he has been to a few fancy parties before, but what does Elbert know about the others.

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[Gasmeros]

Ruadhan glanced at Fridge Man-- er, Dom. Ruadhan glanced at Dom as the other addressed him. Man, he really wished he could be as relaxed as the other man seemed. It wasn't that he was nervous about the party. He did parties pretty well. (Well, he did normal parties well. Maybe not these fancy fancy types.) He was nervous about the group he was with, being expected to cooperate and take down Snatches with people he barely knew. Not to mention everyone else seemed to know what they were doing. This was his first go at this sort of thing. The potential for screwing up on his part was too high, in his opinion.

Sierra seemed all to eager, and Ruadhan secretly wished he could borrow some of her confidence. And then there was Elbert, outright saying they were going to be caught, and Ruadhan felt his nerves flair again. Why were they going if they weren't going to succeed? It seemed like a pointless danger to him. How was Elbert so composed when talking about needing an escape plan? Hiding their faces? How dangerous was this mission actually going to be?

It occurred to Ruadhan that maybe the reason for the secret house in magic-land was that they were going to be seen. They were going to be targets. The minute they got involved with the snatches, they wouldn't be able to be nobody lillits like they used to be. Or... Like he used to be.

Ruadhan cupped his chin with a hand, rubbing his fingers across the messy facial hair anxiously. He nodded along, trying not to cue others into his discomfort. It wasn't going to go away, not until this was over. He didn't have the luxury to panic, not when he could put others in danger by doing so. Grin and bare it. That was the only option on the table.

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[AEONmeteorite]

A butler scuttled between the Lillits and opened the door. "It appears to be time for you to head on your way," he bowed his head. "I wish you all the best."

Rosen heaved a sigh as she hoisted up her far too big dress. The hem just centimeters from gracing the ground. "Thank you," she whispered to the butler as she passed him. But before she could continue, the butler raised his voice.

"That knot at the small of your back will not do you well!" he ushered a maid with his fingers, all the while keeping his head down. She did so with haste, walked down the front porch steps and unknotted Rosen's knot. As quick as she came, she made an elegant bow and paced back inside.

Sure, it was embarrassing, but Rosen figured it better not to say anything. Thus, she stepped forward, grabbed one of the coachmen's hand and scooted into the carriage. She smoothed out her dress, folded her arms and waited.

"It'll just be a few minutes madam," the coachman said and gestured for others to follow.

 

[Kolchao]

With a deep breath, and a quick glance at the others, Siegmund followed the coachman outside. He didn't feel to good. It seems his intervention did not sand enough of the awkward atrition within the party. He could really use his helmet right now. In the very least, it was rnough to know what most would be doing.
Ruadhan seemed carefree and at the same time more worried than anyone else. Sierra and Dom seemed confident in their skills, despite the poor preparation everyone was facing, and so did Elbert, though he resented some of the later's pessimism, even though he could not entirely disagree with him.

"Hmmm..." He mutters to himself.

Siegmund was willing to do his best, but he could not hide his concern.


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