Evening
The group is sitting down at a large table.
Wither: "So I must admit, none of what you said makes any sense to me."
Bonsai: "Man, I ain't understand shit either."
Bronx: "It seems like some kind of fantasy sci fi story but I'm not shitting you guys."
Wither: "I thought the only talking animal I knew was Bonsai. I guess it makes sense, but it doesn't seem like he has experience with these people."
Bonsai: "My grams was telling me stories, maybe this is what she meant"
Yin Wei: "Mr. Tempest, we would appreciate all the help we can get. It does seem you'll have to see for yourself"
Kala slides some images and some files onto the table close to Wither. Wither lifts up his shades and looks at the documents one by one.
Wither: "Mm, I see."
He thinks to himself.
Wither: "But why would they have the same acronyms as my former intelligence agency"
He looks up
Wither: "Alright. Just give me a sec to call an old friend. In the meantime, I'll let you stay here. Some of you may have to share rooms though."
DJ: "Thanks Mr. Tempest."
Wither: "I'll allow you all to refer to me as Wither."
Wither gets up to go outside. He picks up his phone and heads out.
Rye: "Rooms are that way, that way and up the stairs"
She points accordingly. The group looks at each single room. There are 3 on the bottom floor and 3 on the top floor that aren't in use. DJ & AJ take the first, Dired & Griz take the second, Bronx & Bonsai take the third, Archimedes takes the forth, Yin Wei takes the fifth, Kala & Kiki take the sixth and Husk takes a little roof area outside Dired's window. Wither & Rye still have their rooms. After they sort their rooms, they meet down back into the living room. Husk is down there with Reaper and Sangria.
AJ: "Uhm, How the fuck?"
Husk: "Reaper can use portals"
AJ: "There's no fucking room in the house for them"
Husk: "Look, they've already agreed to sleep in the living area. Don't worry about your space"
Dired: "We should have gotten a skybnb"
DJ: "2 even"
Kala: "Mr. Wei could afford 2,000"
Husk: "Don't worry, you guys can keep the rooms. We'll leave tomorrow"
Sangria: "And go where?"
Husk: "I saw an abandoned cabin on the way here"
Sangria: "Ew, and you want us to go in there?"
Husk: "I'll just have reaper teleport some decorations and we can do some house cleaning"
Sangria appears disgusted at the idea
Bronx: "Anyway, how exactly are we gonna track down this political guy. We can't even get close to-"
DJ's radio starts buzzing. He picks it up.
DJ: "When is the taxi coming?"
AJ: "Buii, did Bronx give you weed?"
Mandy speaks through the radio
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The Tempest Archives: Project Exokuro (Mangascript)
FantasyWarning: This story makes use of dialect from different places and is primarily based in The Caribbean. Images are either picrews I customized or AI generated art. Credits to the various owners of said picrews. The story is written as a comicscript...