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The Zoldyck Estate, Friday Evening
Well. The gate opening had been... some unexpected serendipity, right there. But even if he hadn't seen it coming, Jono wasn't terribly surprised, either. After all, these were Fandom students. They usually had something up their sleeve, didn't they?

Even the tiny ones.

So now it was mostly just a matter of getting to Alluka. Probably. Maybe? Shortly after slipping past the giant dog, they had found a pathway that they'd been following for quite some time now, on a walk that would probably have been lovely and quite scenic under different circumstances. Ahead, there was a second wall, much shorter than the first. Only about waist-height. And the closer they got to it, the more twitchy Jono became.

The powerful auras from the members of the family, he'd been expecting. Maybe not to the degree that he was sensing now, no. But to be able to open that bloody gate all the way to the top, somebody had to have one hell of a lot of power. But beyond that?

//Not arrogant,// he muttered, to nobody in particular. //Just in possession of their own small army of superhumans, is all.//

The unfortunate thing was, Alluka was also on the other side of that wall.






Kathy

"How big of a small army?" Kathy asked, chewing on her lower lip. Because--with the possible exception of Dr. Lecter--they were a small group of superhumans. Or powered humans, anyway.

But there was a big difference between a 'small group' and a 'small army.'



Jono

//Big enough that if I were to start counting now, we'd probably be buried under them by the time I get close,// Jono offered, brow furrowed. //And they're strong.//

Strong enough that he was worrying about it, anyway.



Kathy

"Looks like Plan Charge In Guns Blazing is out," Kathy murmured, not that she thought that it was ever a real possibility anyway. "Looks like we're better off sticking with Plan Smart And Subtle. We came in through the front door anyway, so as long as we have a tacit invitation in, we'd be fools to waste it."



Anders

"So that means no throwing fire at everything that moves," Anders noted, shoving his hands in his pocket. "Pity. That's more fun than Smart and Subtle."



Ringo

Ringo had been pretty quiet since the doors. "Um, I know this might not sound much like me," she allowed, looking around at their surroundings, "but I think I'm okay with the subtle approach this time?" Everyone try not to have a heart attack at this revelation.



Kathy

"More fun, but less safe," Kathy said, slinging a companionable arm around Ringo's shoulder and squeezing. "And we're far too young and pretty to be murdered by assassins today. Or made to murder anyone, either."

Kathy had pretty heavy lines that she drew. Subduing someone was all right, but killing? Very no. And these people didn't look like they'd settle for anything less.

"If I have my way, we can leave with Alluka trading nothing but words to get her." Giving Anders a crooked grin she added, "Sorry, I know. I'm the fun-ruiner for everyone."



Canary

Really, Kathy, you were the fun-ruiner?

The two girls that appeared, as if out of thin-air to stand by the gate were the real fun-ruiners.

One was black, and short, the other was white and tall. They both wore the same empty expression, and the slim black suits that marked them as butlers of the Zoldyck family.

"Leave," Canary, the black girl, said. "You are trespassing on private property."



Jono

Jono looked at the pair that had appeared before them, eyes slightly narrowed. They appeared to be deceptively harmless. The aura that was hammering at his senses said very much to the contrary.

//I'm afraid we can't,// he said, squaring his shoulders and what would have been his jaw, if he still had one. //Not until we talk to a member of the family.//



Amane

"You're not allowed to be here," Amane, the white girl, snapped. "Just because you passed the door doesn't mean the butlers have allowed you onto the domain."



Canary

Canary exchanged a look with Amane, who nodded.

"Well, whatever. We will tolerate you before this point," Canary said. "But if you pass this point, we'll kill you."

And, it should be noted, that they were not the only butlers in the woods.



Kathy

"We just want to talk to people," Kathy said, holding up her hands and attempting to look harmless. "No reason to jump to instantly murdering us for trespassing. We just want to talk. So how do we get from being here to talking to the family without crossing any boundaries into Murdertown?"



Amane

"You don't," Amane said simply. "The masters have not ordered such a thing."



Jono

//And what, pray, would it take to change their minds about that?//

Because Jono was perfectly willing to stand here and be stubborn about this for a while, but sooner or later he was going to probably try to cross the murder line regardless.



Canary

"Who knows," Canary said dismissively. "They never have before."

Well, there'd been the Gon situation, but Killua-sama had left of his own free will. Alluka-sama had not.



Kathy

"Has anyone informed the family that people are looking to talk to them?" Kathy asked, hammering on the 'being reasonable' as hard as she could. "I'm sure if they knew that Alluka's friends were here and wished to confer with them, this could all be handled. Civilly."

With a complete lack of murder for anyone! MURDER WENT AGAINST KATHY'S MORAL CODE, OKAY?



Amane

"Even if you are friends, what proof do you have?" scoffed Amane. "That's the oldest trick in the book, and the masters know that."



Jono

//The hell of it is, she's right,// Jono muttered, though he was squaring his shoulders all the same. //Right, then. So what would it take to prove that we're her friends? Because I'm telling you right now, I have no intentions of leaving until I've at least spoken to somebody about Alluka.//

And he could wait here a very long while.



Kathy

Kathy sighed, annoyed. Still, she'd asked for a chance, so she was going to play along. "Alluka loves pink dresses and princesses," she said, tone short. "Her favorite food is chocolate, but I drop off sandwiches and snacks for her that are healthy so I know she's eating some veggies. And other food groups. She'll only eat granola bars with chocolate chips, though. Her stuffed bunny is her most important toy, though at this point, she's amassed quite a collection--including ones I've given her and I think Mr. Starsmore and Dr. Lecter have, too. She likes tea parties and going shopping, though she can get overwhelmed with too many choices. She also likes having her hair brushed and playing at makeovers." Glaring now, Kathy asked, "Is that enough? Because it sounds a lot like friendship to me."



Canary

"Or somebody who has done their homework," Canary retorted, shifting her staff to both hands. "We are here to keep you from getting any further. There is no negotiation."



Amane

"What she means," Amane added helpfully. "Is that you should leave."

Or die.

They were fine with either.



Kathy

"Well, that's just not going to happen," Kathy snapped. "Not until we can talk to someone in charge, rather--"

She swallowed down the rest of that, which would have involved the phrase 'glorified flunkies.' She was trying to keep things peaceful.

"--rather than people who are just rightfully trying to do their jobs," she finished, though through gritted teeth. "But are not the ones who can ultimately help us reach Alluka."



Anders

"I don't suppose just asking Alluka is an option," Anders said mildly. "She can speak for herself. If she says she has no idea who we are, we'll go. Quietly."



Canary

Both of the butlers looked bored. So bored.

There was a pause and then Anders' voice rang out:

"She can speak for herself. If she says she has no idea who we are, we'll go. Quietly."

"That's a recording you didn't even notice was happening," Canary said flatly. "There are many more ways to fool someone into thinking they are someone they know."



Hannibal

"Do you think that would fool a member of the family?" Hannibal asked, curious.



Amane

Amane sniffed.

"Our jobs are to keep you from having the chance."



Jono

//It's a neat trick,// Jono mused, shrugging at Hannibal, //if you've never seen a tape recorder. I wonder if they can manage that one with my voice.//

It was a little trickier, he figured.



Anders

Anders turned to Jono. "When we aren't in the middle of this, I'd like to hear what recording a voice has to do with fooling anyone," he said, conversationally. "But it doesn't seem as though these ladies are impressed by my logic."

Which didn't actually bother him (except in the way the whole thing bothered him). He knew logic wasn't his best quality.



Kathy

"Well then what's left?" Kathy snapped. "We've tried talking, we've tried logic, we're not leaving--what's left that we haven't already tried?"

Well...there was the obvious. But Kathy didn't see how fighting was supposed to help them make their case any.

Too bad certain butlers probably didn't see it that way.



Canary

Canary did not quite roll her eyes. Amane just looked haughty.

Of course they did. They had good reason to as Jono's voice rang out:

"It's a neat trick, if you've never seen a tape recorder. I wonder if they can manage that one with my voice."

You weren't all that special, Jono. Not in this world.



Jono

//Still a neat trick. I have a phone that does the same thing,// Jono muttered, rolling his shoulders and then cracking his knuckles.

He glanced over his shoulder at Kathy.

//Looks less and less like we're going to be able to talk our way in, Sunbeam.//



Kathy

Kathy looked profoundly unhappy with this revelation. "That's stupid," she said. "It proves literally nothing other than that we may actually be the threat they fear."

Or maybe strong enough to be respected? Who knew how these people thought?

"Fine, but they're throwing the first punch. I don't start fights with people who aren't actively engaging in crime." She said nothing about being there to take that punch, though. She was principled, not stupid. "Tend to finish them, though."



Jono

//Nah, but they can take shifts, and you lot will likely starve to death before they give up,// Jono replied, surveying the doorway in the wall. //Might have to force their hand.//

If anyone had any objections to him just starting to walk toward that line they'd drawn in the sand, better speak now, because there he went.



Hannibal

Hannibal had no objections; he was rather curious how this would play out.

He was, however, going to politely step out of everybody's way.



Kathy

Kathy just set her jaw and shook her head. Not at Mr. Starsmore, but this whole stupid situation.

She was pulling her heavy oak bokken out of its sheath on her back and slinging her shéng biāo across her shoulders. "If we must," she sighed. "Let the record show I really hate this option. I'll be writing a sternly worded letter to the Zoldyck estate to express my displeasure at their take on hospitality."



Ringo

Ringo took a deep breath as her eyes swept the area. She was careful about how she stood, avoiding putting too much weight on her injured knee. She could fight with it, but it was only going to make the injuries worse.

Well, she'd fought with way worse before. She'd manage this time, too, if that's what it came down to.



Canary

Canary and Amane waited patiently, with expressions falling between alert wariness and professional boredom, and watched as the man with half his face hidden away approached.

They did nothing.

And they wouldn’t, until he crossed their line.



Jono

Really, Jono didn't expect either of them to do much until he actually overstepped those boundaries that they'd laid out. Though he had to wonder as he approached the line, why set those boundaries at all? They'd made it through the front gate, and the guard there had known what it was they were after. Why did they wait until they made it this far in particular to stop them?

He gave his head a little shake, hands twitching a little, ready to grab at his wrappings in an instant, eyes on the two girls with the impressive auras who were poised to stop them.

And then, with a defiant lift of his head, he stepped over their line.


[OOC: NFB for distance! Follows this! There's some OCD within for the intrepid rescuers for some liveplay goodness, but what's above was preplayed with the wonderful never_dull, soniaroadsqueen, not_every_mage, spin_kick_snap, and that_oldsaying (Who was also amazing and coded this whole beast!)]

Throw Down!

furnaceface

2016-03-25 06:39 pm (UTC) (Link)

The line has been crossed, and the butlers aren't pleased. Can our intrepid heroes get through and save our abducted damsel?

Re: Throw Down!

soniaroadsqueen

2016-03-25 07:02 pm (UTC) (Link)

Ringo had been watching all of the drama out of the corner of her eye, and she'd been ready. As soon as Jono stepped over the line, she burst into motion herself.

She surged around to the right, foot arcing up in a kick while she was a good twenty feet from either butler. The rear wheel on that AT unspooled into a razor-sharp metal whip that actually cracked as it broke through the sound barrier.

Re: Throw Down!

zoldyck_subs

2016-03-25 09:19 pm (UTC) (Link)

If the other butlers hiding in the woods had been impressed by this girl's ability to open the smallest door (they weren't), they certainly weren't going to let that hold them back at all when she kicked into the air. Whips and blades were of little concern to them. After all, they were perfectly capable of using sharp objects, too.

Take, for instance, the young man who was coming up at Ringo, fast, with a dagger in hand. If he was at all concerned about the whip, he didn't seem to let it show on his face as he struck out with his blade to stop it.

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Re: Throw Down!

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2016-03-25 08:35 pm (UTC) (Link)

As little as he wanted to, Anders was going to force himself to hold back at the start of this fight. He wanted to save his mana in case it was needed later -- for healing,or if there turned out to be a lot more enemies to deal with than he could see just then.

He found a good vantage point where he could watch the fight without attracting too much attention and stood with his staff at the ready.

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Re: Throw Down!

never_dull

2016-03-25 10:09 pm (UTC) (Link)

Hannibal wasn't superhuman and he wasn't going to try to fight them if he didn't have to. It occurred to him to simply continue staying out of the way...and then he saw Anders shot, and sighed.

So, inconspicuous and uninvolved wasn't an option.

"I don't suppose we could persuade you any other way?" he offered, looking at the fighting with a faintly exasperated air.

It wasn't much in the vein of "persuasion" so much as "seeming reasonable so as to avoid being shot".

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Re: Throw Down!

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2016-03-25 10:15 pm (UTC) (Link)

Where Ringo went right, Kathy went left, a blur of motion in the air. She'd been tracing out a route for her to bounce through, to build up speed and make it harder for her to be hit. Her bokken was in her hand, ready to flash out and slam into anyone trying to hurt her or her frends.

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The Fight's End

furnaceface

2016-03-25 06:40 pm (UTC) (Link)

In which we put that nonsense behind us. More or less.

Jono and the butlers' thread first here, please!

Re: The Fight's End

that_oldsaying

2016-03-25 06:47 pm (UTC) (Link)

Well, wasn’t it more interesting this way? And wasn’t that answer enough?

As soon as his foot touched the ground on their side of the line, Canary swung her staff out viciously, in a move that was blindingly fast. Because he had an aura, she wrapped her nen around the staff—both to protect it, and to strength it, so that when the blow landed, it would hurt more.

For good measure, Amane launched a kick at him, her foot also reinforced and protected, and very, very fast.

They did not bother to say anything.

Re: The Fight's End

furnaceface

2016-03-25 06:48 pm (UTC) (Link)

Ah, speed. Of course they were fast, weren't they? And here Jono was, faster than average, but hardly superhuman in that one regard. Which meant that he was going to have to use his brain, here, ducking and twisting and dodging the staff as best as he could, while the incoming foot swept down across his chest, dragging his wrappings askew and letting fire spill out around them.

He narrowed his eyes at the girls, and then made to dart forward again. He was across the line, after all. The next step was to move forward.

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Licking the Wounds

furnaceface

2016-03-25 06:41 pm (UTC) (Link)

Because honestly, of course we had to make it out of this alive, right?

Re: Licking the Wounds

not_every_mage

2016-03-25 08:36 pm (UTC) (Link)

Once Anders' eyes could focus again, he healed his own wounds as best he could. Moving his arm wasn't going to be fun for a few days, but he did as much as he felt like he deserved.

He saved what was left for the rest of his group.

"I can heal a little," he announced quietly. "Who's in the worst shape?"

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Re: Licking the Wounds

furnaceface

2016-03-26 02:56 am (UTC) (Link)

//Hold off on healing me until you've handled everyone else,// Jono offered, gently. //I took one hell of a beating, but it's nothing I can't handle. How're you holding up?//

Look, he'd gone through the span of a few months without a head. Ribs were optional, really, no matter how much they still hurt.

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Re: Licking the Wounds

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2016-03-26 03:05 am (UTC) (Link)

Kathy wasn't entirely sure why they were still alive to be healed; the butlers had been out for blood. She'd grayed out for a few minutes towards the end there. Unconsciousness was nice, because that's where the pain wasn't.

She mumbled something, though words were a lot harder now that--okay, her jaw probably wasn't supposed to move like that.

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Re: Licking the Wounds

soniaroadsqueen

2016-03-26 03:42 am (UTC) (Link)

Ringo was sprawled out on the ground trying really, really hard not to move. It would have been bad enough if she'd come down off the Sonia Road of her own volition. Having someone knock her out? Every joint in her body hurt, so not moving was good.

"Kathy looked pretty badly off to me," she said, voice tight with pain. "Check her first?"

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OOC

furnaceface

2016-03-25 06:42 pm (UTC) (Link)

... Old habits die hard. This thread just goes here, dangit.