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Fumizuki wakes up with a yawn. "Mmmf...hewwo..."

"hello little one" he was still sitting on the couch his sword propped up against the wall beside him

"This doesn't seem like the place for children. But who am I kidding?"

"It's a place for everybody."

"a place of peace in the turmoil of worlds"

"So it's a costume party? Since you're all dressed as clowns?" Postal dude was one to talk

"If you're trying to be clown yourself, then no one is laughing." Yeah that was pretty normal coming from Squall.

"Be quiet and juggle some balls' he replied

"Whatever." Typical Squall response again.

"I'm not a clown, I'm a shaaaaark. Ams scary shark, fear meeeee. But ams also good shark. Raaawr."

"And quite the threatening shark you are" he complimented, patting her head

Drans looked around, delighted to see some new faces, but deciding not to initiate a conversation. They probably don't like skeletons... well the fighter guy doesn't seem to care about the different species interacting with each other.

Meanwhile, Takao sat by herself, carefully sharpening her sword.

Mary moves over to the wall, as to not take up space for the more... normal... people. I hear a sword being sharpened... Let's hope they don't use it...

Monika was sitting in the corner, her foot on the table. Her day probably just ended, because she looked exhausted.

cleaning his blade stained with the evidence of his last battle as he checks his gear over

"What a dead party. I know what would spice this place up" he threw done his suprisingly massive arsenal of weapons

cleaning her 20 inch guns after using them to shell a castle full of undeads

She walked to the bar's garage, inspecting a KwK 42 gun, the 7.5 centimeter weapon used by the Panther, which was hanging by a crane.

he had a sentient arm cannon strapped to his left arm he was tunning up to fire high concentrated void rounds