Fastball o/` The Way o/`

[Rezantis]

"Fair enough.  I have my gear on me.  Want us to bring you back something?"

[Brian]

Huitzil:  Julie turns to you.  "Oh, this guy ... he's some hippie or naturalist, or something.  He says he had them saved from way back when."  She shrugs, incidentally trying to show off her cleavage to you in the process (she's not very subtle).  "They're pretty sweet, but I think they're probably imitation."

[Bjorn]

"If you don't mind," Bjorn says, gratefully.  "Don't really care what."

[Huitzil]

"Mm-hmm." Paul nods, takes a sip of his drink, and gives an appreciative half-smile at the display of cleavage. He is going to talk to her for a few more minutes, about nothing in particular, then he is going to suddenly remember the bottle of Bacardi he left back in the van, and say that he's going to have to go get it. He takes his fur/blanket with him as he goes, and he makes a staggered path back to the parking lot and to the Command Van.

[Brian]

This is quite easy, actually.  You make it back to the Command Van (maroon team) easily enough.  The sun is beginning to set, though won't be completely down for a few more minutes.  Ginrai is sacked out in the front seat, snoring quietly, and Bjorn is sitting inside pensively.

[Huitzil]

Paul opens the passenger door, tosses in the fur, and leans inward with his arms on the top of the car. "Hey, Bjorn. Where are Nathan and Phil, and do you know if we have any liquor?"

[Bjorn]

"In the diner, and almost certainly not," Bjorn says, turning to face Paul a little more comfortably.  "Why?"

[Dracos]

Dracos and Friends return with food for the others.  "Food is for the hungry."

Dracos retrieves his katana and his short sword, strapping them both on in preparedness and leaning back against the van.

Dracos

[Huitzil]

"Because all they have is beer, and I'm not the biggest fan of beer as either a drink or a means to drunkenness.

"Oh, yeah, this is a college party, got a keg and some shitty music and they don't plan to leave until they're passed out and dragged away. Run by a guy named Dave. Only wierd thing I found was a pile of these fur things, wanted to have Phil take a look at it.

"Anyway, either we still have some walking to do, or Victor had better like to party."

He turns at the sound of speech, and sees Drac. "Phil! I was looking for you." He grabs the fur from the van and tosses it at him. "Do your powers see anything on this blanket? And do you know where I might find some liquor?"

[Rezantis]

"What the fuck are you doing?!" Rez hisses as Drac starts belting swords on.

[Dracos]

Dracos also tosses on his overcoat of concealing stuff beneath it.

Turning to Huitz, "Dunno."

Turning to Rez, "It's near dark.  I'm getting ready just in case.  No, I don't think we want to even chance fighting these guys, but better to be ready than not.  Somehow though, given what I saw of Victor, I think we don't have to worry about finding him."

Dracos

[Bjorn]

"Take them off, you stupid git," Bjorn agrees with Rez.  "What the hell do you think this is, an anime?  And if you think that jacket does anything to make you look inconspicious, or hide them at all, you're an idiot."

He pauses.  "And remind me to show you how to wear a damn katana properly."

To Huitzil, "Those furs are weird -- way too nice to be out here.  What the hell are a bunch of college kids doing with them."

[Huitzil]

"That's what I was wondering, Bjorn. About the furs, and about just what the fuck Phil was thinking. Put those back, jackass."

[Dracos]

Dracos examines the fur while raising an eyebrow, "No, I don't.  But given the propensity for random folk trying to kill us I'd rather error on the keep a blade around side."  Dracos shrugs, considering.

Dracos

[Brian]

Dracos: The fur looks like (to your eyes) there's a layer of brown scales beneath it, like some thick hide.  It also emits a very faint, dull, orange glow.