Venom looked to the others and gave them both big hugs for their accomplishment. They finally made it. They were official guards now. They had an image to keep and bad guys to lock up. This was his first real job where he had to earn his money doing good things for others.
Let's celebrate, Cap'! Where at?
Venom had forgotten how dirty he was and only thought of what was to come next for him.
Venom turned his head to look at the crate and then slowly walked over to it. He looked around for a tool to open it and took the top off. He smiled upon seeing the bottles of rum.
You're going to love this Brother Kerag! Hehe! Here!
He gently tosses two of them to him and then carries another two over to the others. He hands one to Marg after popping it open for her and then finally his.
After you Cap'.
Expecting a toast from his captain, he raises his bottle.
Still wrapped around Margrett, she turned to see another presence among them. A bit startled, she jumped to the side of Margrett, hiding behind her. It couldn't be... one of them... could it...?
Margrett looked at the scroll, emotionless, then back up to Kiga. She folded her arms disapprovingly.
It's his handwriting. I guess I'll have to trust him. You, however...that'll wait. She turned to the others, gently pulling Tallia off of her.
Apparently Grayell wants to put on another test. This random hired thug is going to be testing you. I want you to treat him as well as you would any other random violent criminal, except now he's been paid by Grayell, a man who is going to trying your already-exhausted bodies. She turned back.
Kiga nodded and looked at the three of them. Then he smiled wide, mischievously and turned on his heels. He silently walked outside the Garrison and turned from the door, out of sight.
She sighed, picking up a bottle and sitting on a nearby crate.
Of course it's ridiculous. But we have to humor him. Or I'll hear about it. The bird boy is becoming more and more annoying, but then so has Gray. She took a deep drink.
Always seems to pull something moronic out of his ass when I was beginning to like him.
Ours is not to question why, ours is but to do and die.
And at that moment, a gust of wind whipped about the building. The front door, shutters and anything that was open was slammed shut with sudden force. Seems this exercise had commenced as of now.
Kiga was swift to move, this should be all too easily. They would have to react fast if they were to have a hope stopping him - or a future attack on the building. He bounced from the ground, off of a post and rolled onto the roof at the front of the building. He'd been too quiet of course... so he stamped a foot hard to signal his whereabouts.