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Why would it? You think a little property damage is going to make me start summoning up the angry mob?

I didn't think there was any reason for anyone to react poorly but my partner was murdered over this you see so

Talk about disproportionate retribution. Are they alright?

...Anywhere else, that would be a stupid question.

He's getting better.

That's good, at least. Hopefully everything will be worth it in the end.

So what did you want?
Or were you just here to wish me luck?

No, no. I was just

thinking.

About our earlier conversation.

[This is not something he wants to admit, but...]

I remember it. [Roughly, vaguely, in broad strokes.]
Go on.
:)

Well. I was thinking.

Sometimes it might be

valuable, to temporarily align yourself with a certain ideology, even if it is not quite your own, when the other side is worth more in the way of opposition, yes?

[Liquid, please.]

Hm.
I'm going to be honest.
If you have any big
issues, I suppose, with what we believe, then you might be better off staying as a neutral party.

Don't get me wrong! Everyone is welcome.
But you still seem to have some reservations and I wouldn't be entirely comfortable taking you to the Arcade.

Of course if you just want protection from the fog god then I'll be happy to help.
But if I remember correctly, you don't think that's a problem.
Right?

No, no, no, not big issues. Smaller ones. Smaller personal things. Not a big deal in the least.

[Like mister arrogant 'I don't need gods' coming to terms with the fact that he's actually interested, even in some small amount.]

You hang out in an arcade?

It's not protection, no. It's more fighting back. It's. I'm not quite sure what it is.

It's nicer than you might think.

Hmm
I guess I could show you, and then you could decide for yourself.
If you're sincere about it, that is.

I'm compromising my own bloody integrity here and you question if I'm sincere?

Okay maybe that's not quite the right way to phrase it. Bit too aggressive, hm? Let's just leave it at 'yes, I am sincere, and I'd like to see'.

Well

Where do you want to meet?

If somewhere's most convenient for you, it's fine by me. I'm in Vandare, but if you're not in the area, I can certainly head your way, or we could meet halfway.

Depends on where exactly we're going, I suppose.

Oh, that's right. You're not from around here.

Anywhere will do as long as we have a door and some privacy.

Yeah, never felt like going out there for good. I like it out here by the sea.

Looks like I might have to head your way. My boat isn't the best place for privacy.

I'd say I just can't see the appeal of Vandare, but I guess it's different for us mermen, huh?
Unfortunately.

I'll be waiting. Let me know when you're around.

Well, that, and I got caught up in the fighting for a bit. But it did end up working out in the end.

I'm on my way.

[LATER, BUT NOT TOO MUCH LATER, BEFORE BLOB TIMES]

Just made it in to town. Hope you weren't waiting too long.

No.
Meet me by [INSERT RECOGNISABLE BAVAN LANDMARK HERE] tonight.

Got it.

[It's night time at last, and Liquid's standing around the area with his arms crossed, waiting patiently. He looks kind of grumpy but that's just his face.]

[Marco arrives before long as well. His expression isn't the easiest to read, but he gives Liquid a smile in greeting, at least.]

Thanks for coming. You're alone, right? Not that I, ah, suspect anything. Just asking.

[... Kind of a stiff smile, though.]

Ah, hello.

[Liquid offers a pointy smile in return.]

My best friend's ghost seems to have fucked off to wherever he came from, so yes. All alone. I certainly understand the reasoning, though, don't worry.

[He holds his hands up.]

No guests. So. Where are we headed?

[... Yeah, Marco is going to try not to think about the ghosts right now.]

To the nearest secluded door. Follow me.

[He heads off into an alley, clearly considering that enough of an explanation.]

How cryptic.

[He nods and follows him into the alley though, nonetheless. Hey, they're monsters, and Liquid's learning about god stuff here. Weird shit is the norm. Besides, he's a good fighter. If it ends up being some sort of trap (not that he expects it to be, but being prepared for anything is good), he's going to be ready for it.]

Bit of a secret HQ, eh?

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