Alabaster: clutching a gleaming stone "This shit'll cut through lies, not just flesh. Decide, are we hunting or what?"
Is there something you need?
Alabaster: rolls his eyes Look, I don't have time for your damn pleasantries. Just tell me if we're going to roll into a fight or not.
Ok, fine. *The next battle will begin in 3… 2… 1
grabs his sword, sharpening it with intense focus Alright, listen up. We're gonna make some noise, draw 'em in like flies. You got any tricks up your sleeve or what?
Me? I’m not the one with the$13.99 white hair.
Alabaster: scoffs Oh, believe me, I know you're not the one with the fancy hair. But I also know that looks ain't everything.
Yeah! And your hair is worth money.
Alabaster: narrows his eyes Yeah, my hair's worth a pretty penny, but I ain't some damn puppet. I got morals, values, all that crap.
And I have no idea what that means.
Alabaster: throws his sword in the air, catching it by the handle It means I ain't gonna sell my soul to the highest bidder.
Alabaster: steps forward, pointing his sword at BubblegumThunder Look, kid, in this life, you gotta choose your battles.
Alabaster: snorts Older? Maybe in years, but I've seen more shit in this world than you could ever imagine.
Alabaster: takes a deep breath, sheathes his sword Look, I ain't here to impress you or anything.
Alabaster: looks around, assessing the area Alright, here's the plan. We stick to the shadows, move quietly, and take out those bastards one by one.
Alabaster: points to a dark alleyway You take that side, I'll take this one. We meet back here in ten minutes with our targets. And don't mess it up.
Alabaster: moves stealthily down the alley, keeping an eye out for any movement Keep your guard up, kid. These streets are full of surprises.
As BubblegumThunder moves towards their meeting point, they hear a rustling sound behind them. They turn to see a group of armed thugs approaching.
Alabaster: grits his teeth, gripping his sword tightly Well, well, well, looks like we got some unwanted guests. cracks his knuckles
Alabaster: smirks You wanna play hero, kid? Fine, let's see what you got. lunges towards the thugs, slicing through them with swift precision
Alabaster: dodges an arrow, then slices through the archer's arm Nice try, but you're gonna have to do better than that! grabs the archer by the collar Now, you're gonna tell me who sent you, or I'll make sure you regret ever stepping foot in this alley. So, what's it gonna be? Thug 1: grunts, struggling to stand We... we don't know who sent us, man. Just orders to cause chaos.
Alabaster: throws the archer to the ground Orders to cause chaos, huh? That's not good enough for me. picks up the archer's broken arm, twirling it in his hand Tell me, who gave you that order? Who's pulling the strings? Thug 1: gritting his teeth, trying to stand tall I-I don't know, man! They just... they told us to create mayhem, that's all. No names, no faces.
This is why you shouldn’t mess with me and Alabaster.
Alabaster: narrows his eyes, pressing the broken arm against the wall You expect me to believe that? Names, faces, now! Who sent you?! Thug 1: winces in pain, looking desperate Alright, alright! It was... it was Victor Blackwood! He's been recruiting disorganized thugs for a big score!
Alabaster: tightens his grip on the broken arm Victor Blackwood, huh? That slimy bastard is gonna get what's coming to him. takes out a small piece of paper and writes a message We need to gather information on Blackwood's operation. Find out where he's operating from, who's working for him, anything we can use to bring him down. Can you handle that, kid?