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Khan of the Mardu
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"Hey, do you need any help down here...?"
Captain-Commander Kieran wandered into the holding cells after the rest of the group, cautiously unsure if his presence was needed. Ocelot was one of the most competent members of the Coalition they had, and yet Kieran still worried. The latest prisoners were still being deliberated upon, the United Nations content with leaving them in the Coalition's cells for the time being. Perhaps they were waiting for an opportunity for the Coalition to screw up, but hopefully that kind of thinking was just Kieran being paranoid.
"Nah, don't need you, Kieran. They got me down here, after all." Kieran practically jumped out of his skin, not realizing Meira had been lurking int he shadows of the Holding Cells. She stepped into the light and took the group in, looking more bored than anything. Her tone defied that expression, sounding almost amused.
"H-Hey!"
"What are you doing, lurking in the dark like that? You're worse than the criminals!"
"Ehh..." Meira shrugged nonchalantly. "But I'm so pale, Kieran. Not my fault your eyesight is so poor. You really should get that checked out. Besides..." Meira looked over to Hisoka and Jack.
"Gotta be a creature of darkness to get into the heads of these two. Or, well at least creeper clown face."
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"Why the hell would you want to get inside his head? Digging around in heads like his... Seems like a bad idea."
Shizuo questioned as the girl known as Meira argued with Kieran. Maybe she was just weird, but he just couldn't see the appeal in poking around in Hisoka's head.
Shizuo questioned as the girl known as Meira argued with Kieran. Maybe she was just weird, but he just couldn't see the appeal in poking around in Hisoka's head.
"...It's only been two seconds but I can already tell why you'd want this clown locked behind bars. Not the great kind of bars, I mean if that's what you're thinking. The cold and constricting ones. This guy probably has a rap sheet as long as my arm. Never did like clowns." He reached behind his back for the hilt of his weapon. "So how's this gonna go down, if ya don't mind skipping out on the rest of the story for now."
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"Same. Always been creeped out by the bastards..."
As Qrow reached for his weapon, Shizuo took the half-smoked cigarette from his mouth and tossed it on the ground. Before it could become a fire hazard, his foot snuffed out the flames as he cracked his knuckles.
"So, we gonna do this or not?"
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As Qrow reached for his weapon, Shizuo took the half-smoked cigarette from his mouth and tossed it on the ground. Before it could become a fire hazard, his foot snuffed out the flames as he cracked his knuckles.
"So, we gonna do this or not?"
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