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RearAdmiralZill:
-Saloon-

Zill had pulled out an old sawed-off shotgun before he realized Spoon was the only ruckus to be had. He put it back in his coat along his back and listened to what BdrLine had to say. He slammed his mug on the counter, breaking it. Keeping some lever of composure, he looked at BdrLine.
Zill
"Well then we disable the first wave. Knock them to the ground. It'll minimize the casualties, and make sure we have a supply of blue smoke at the walls. It was the old Baron way to signal friendly terms. Anyone else will get shot."

Just then, Nova, William, and Jun'ko came in. They found a table, and Jun'ko came up to Zill.
Jun'ko
"All ready for you to look over. You ok?"

Zill
"I've had better news."

He motions to Bdr who tells her the grim information as well.

Suddenly, a loud boom outside had everyone rushing for the door. When everyone realized it was Sunderland, they put their weapons away and welcomed him in.

Sgt. Spoon:
As not being to stable, spoon came out a bit after the others.

Standing in the doorway he coughed and spoke:
now that man look familiar... Hrmm.. Urmm *eyes the flare gun* "Sund? Is that you? *cough* holy hell mate"

Yiski:
--Saloon--

Yiski
"Dammit Sund! First, we don't see you in months. Second, when you do show back up, you do it with your usual flair."

Despite, everyone else lowering their weapons, Althea still stood with her pistols drawn. Many of these new faces were not making her all too happy.

Yiski
"Althea. Sunderland, a crazy s.o.b. who probably started all this nonsense months ago. I swear, we should have never have gone after your flare gun."

Althea
"Any more friends you want to mention before I just shoot?"

Yiski
"I think that's all of them."

N-Sunderland:
Sunderland glances at Althea. Reactions like that were exactly what he looked for from his over-the-top entries.

"Good to see you all, even if it isn't the most relaxing of times. I've been off on a lot of missions with my captain lately, missions that have kept me fairly busy. I had managed to gather some inside info on the Baronies a couple of months before this all happened, but guess what? Council didn't even give me a chance to come back. I told them it was important, but apparently wiping out some puny raider encampments on remote islands is a higher priority.

I'm ready for combat. Whether you want me slamming ships down with the Duck Pharaoh or keeping one of yours alive, I'll do everything in my power to keep this city away from the Baronies. I might not look the fittest to battle *glances at massive scar in right hand*, but... It's not like I ever used my right hand to wield a mallet anyways."

BdrLineAzn:
--Saloon--

At the sight of Sunderland and his entrance, BdrLine just smiles and shakes his head. He calls out to him.

BdrLine
"Sunderland, still crazy as ever i see. Well welcome back, I'm guessing you want some of that old black stuff before all hell breaks loose?"

He turns to go back into the saloon and sees Spoon on the door frame and places an arm on him

BdrLine
"Yup its him, but Spoon i think you need to take a seat, you're still not in 'prime' condition'. "

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