Part 3: The City of Crime

[Dracos]

Jan:

"Good, to hear we're in agreement." He smiled.  "They call themselves simply raiders.  They tend to move about nomadically in that area.  You'll know them when you see them."

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[Olvelsper]

"Right. I'll see about delivering the message to them, then. If they resist or try to attack us, what would you like done, though? Or will your men handle it in that case?"

[Dracos]

"No, no, you're just gonna bring a message and then come back with their response.  If they try something?  Get yourselves out of there.  Of course, I know how these things go and if something were to...happen?  It wouldn't be a problem.  Just come back here when you're done."

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[Olvelsper]

"I'll try and make it that nothing happens. C'mon, guys." Jan rose and bid the others to do so. "Thank you for your time, sir."

[Dracos]

"Hey, hey, I didn't give you the letter yet.  Gregio, take these good gentleman to the lounge and give them some equipment."

The younger man, gregio, gestured for them to follow him, leading into a large lounge.

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[Olvelsper]

They followed into the room after the friendly enough looking goon, Jan guessed.

[Dracos]

"I'll be a moment."

He headed out.

Returning a little while later with a case.  "Come on, grandfather wants to talk to you."

He turned and lead back to the study, Mr. Wright behind the desk.  "Here."  The old man handed Jan a sealed envelope.  "Make sure it arrives safely.  Sergio will give you the guns when you are off the mansion."

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[Olvelsper]

"Fair enough." Jan nodded with a pleasant smile as he took the envelope and placed it into a pocket inside his suit. "Don't worry, I'll make sure it gets there. Rest assured."

[Dracos]

"Good.  I thought you looked like a smart boy."  He smiled and Gregio lead them out.

"Now, let's see."

He opened the case and pulled out a long rifle, roughly three-fourth's his height, single barreled.  He handed it to Clyde.

For the others, he pulled out two pistols, six shooter types.  "And for you.  Know how to use 'em, right?"

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[Shukuen]

"I never actually used one before," Leets admitted, looking embarrassed. "Smith would probably make better use of it then I would."

He conceded the weapon to the older man.

[Olvelsper]

"Fairly well. For now, I'll take these two, then." Jan took them. He looked over at Leets. "I'll teach you how to shoot afterwards."

[Dracos]

"Well enough."  Gregio went back inside.

Jan could see the other two waiting nearby...Well, assuming some girl was now wearing Ryder's clothes.

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[Shukuen]

Leets paused midstep, turning his gaze from the medatative Darx and the girl  in rain soaked, oversized clothing. "Do you need a lecture about picking up strays now, Darx?"

"And why is she wearing Ryder's clothes anyway?' Leets asked frowning. "Don't tell me he's gone streaking in the rain..."

[Olvelsper]

Jan felt a headache approach at nice speeds as he put the twin revolvers away. Any urge of wanting to play with them and twirling them around his fingers bleed out of him that moment. "What's going on here? I think it's time we all ...talked. Things are just getting too strange for my liking. Follow me, everyone."

He started leading them to an out of the way locale.

[Dracos]

They set up at a small cafe a little away from the wright family home, the five of them sitting down with food.

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