Elfy's Bit: Okay so the last interview with Elfy went smoothly. Like no broken bones/dead stuffed toy. I'm getting shivers just thinking about it. This author should get RSPCA-ed for making a stuffed animal interview a gangster! *Gets punched by author* Owww!!! Okay, fine fine, the author is a wondrous nice absolutely wonderful creator who deserves to get voted and critiqued. Anyway I'm going to interview... Evelyn this time!!!
One game of Poker
"Five hundred people? Pshhh, they ain't got nothing on us, hun," Firenze sniffed, "You see, we are the Kobras. The freaking epic Kobras that kick peoples butts for the lack of a better world. If I needed, I could verse themself myself with my right hand behind my back, my left eye closed a bee hive going after me, my weapon- okay maybe not my weapon and still win, I mean-"
"We. Get. Your. Point." Justice growled through clenched teeth. Leading a gang would normally not be easy but with Firenze in your group. Uh-huh, even sedating her wouldn't work. Believe me, I know from experience.
"Five hundred people wouldn't normally be that hard," Karlyn explained, "Especially since they are unarmed. However what I am trying to say precisely is that this particular organisation is organised into Legion. And every ranked member leads a small legion in multiples of 100. The higher the better. And this guy leads five hundred."
"Whats his name?" Elfy asked, tapping furiously into a laptop that she managed to flawlessly pull out of the air. Well not literally, but she would have stashed it into somewhere which we didn't see because she took it out when we weren't looking, "I'll see what data I can find on him."
"How did you know it was a he?" Karlyn asked curiously, before relaxing as she realised who she was talking to. She was talking to Elfy, of course she would know something about FaerieTale, because if she didn't then everyone had the right to be worried. "His name or nickname anyway, is Poker."
Elfy stopped typing in mid-typing motion. Then her head kind of cranked slowly like robot at us, he unbelieving eyes widening into UFO saucers. Thats when we realised it was serious. "Poker? His one serious guy folks. He is like the Elfy and Karyln of the FaerieTale. The Infoman. I thought it wasn't that bad because you know, most of the time the ones with an uneven hundred's digit are males and the even hundreds digits are females but Poker?"
"Is it serious?" Evelyn asked, when we all just goggled at her. We knew she was a bit off but..... seriously? I don't know, maybe the serious-ness of the moment got to Melody, or maybe she just thought this was a classic moment but she just started laughing. Hard.
We all cracked up. I would like to say I was the only serious, sensible, clear-minded person there and told everyone to calm down and maybe even revert to my old immature ways adding some colourful words to embellish that sentence. But to be honest, I was probably the one who laughed the hardest.
"So when exactly are we supposed to fight 'em?" Lamentica asked Karlyn who was trying not to crack up herself.
"At like 2, which is," Karlyn checked her watch, "In like fifteen minutes." Justice nodded.
"Well get to it girls, assemble in your groups, and we'll meet there. Assuming we all know where 'there' is, right girls?" Justice noted, while winking at us. Although snakes, in general didn't like to hunt in groups, we were different. We were divided up into groups of two, which depended more on our personality compatibilities than our actual strength which actually turned out quite well. And then each of the groups would be given a unique nickname.
I was paired up with Justice. And together, we formed the Cobra's Judgement Duo. We often fought together, back to back- although Justice's weapon was more suited to long range combat, she could fare well in hand to hand combat.
