#cactaur conuctor

The arid sands of this new world fill my… Well... not my nostrils, I don't have those… however we sort smell things as I behold it's brick coloured magesty. In my Fifty-odd years of conducting I had never- well ok I had seen places like this quite a few times before, but would it be fair to this place to judge it on all the others has never seen?

And clearly suffered some sort of calamity.

Maybe even quite a few.

But that is not important! To me anyway. For I am the Suculentious, Studatious (and not at all Salacious) Cactaur Conductor! And, though cosmos spanning shinanigins that I am not at legal liberty to divolge, I am setting up the railway on The First.

You might be thinking, "But why?" but, I pose to you, dear reader, why NOT?

… What's a Y'shtola?

Anyway, your absolutly peachey-keen Cactor Conductor will-

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"So that's the monster?"

Ryne nodded to Yujo as they looked on from their vantage point.

"It looks like a normal cactaur to me… That all sort of babble like that."

"They do?"

Yujo turned around to her Hume companion. "Oh… oh so it's 'actually' talking. Like, "in common", talking. That… That's not normal cactaur behaviour. Not that wearing a hat is normal behaviour for monsters."

Ryne simply aquessed to the lalafell's expertiese on the matter.

"Well, It's not doing anything wrong, so I suppose I'll just take a look and-"

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"And do what, exactly, tiny Lillikin girl?" I ask the lillikin that stood before me. Slightly wierdly proportioned thing. Looked more like a sack of popotoes than the more cubioud head shaped lilikin that I know.

Both the lilikin and the tiny jiant girl jumped backwards, screaming like…Well… litle (and jiant) girls.

"When did?!" the lilikin asked, clutching her chest from the fright.

"It was just over there a moment ago!"

I let out a laugh. "You have just been witness to one of my many fantastic abilities, jiant girl! Conducting is but one of my many peachey-keen fascets!"

I watched as the two girls exchanged confused looks.

"What on the star is…"

"Peachy-keen?"

There's exactly no appreciation for the common slang of yester-year.

The lilikin is the first to recover. "Doesn't matter. You're here so you can explain yourself. What are you doing messing around with Twine's railway?"

Oh, are they on to me? Oh, that could be bad. The lady was kind of insistant that I didn't talk about that sort of thing to the locals.

I give them the most serious face I can muster. "I'm sorry, I can't divolge that information."

The lilikin had a look that kind of reminds me of that Reynn girl at her most zipped.

"Oh I don't no time for this." she said as she took up a fighting pose and lauched towards me.

"Zip!"

I hear her utter something in confusion before she takes another lunge at me.

"Zip-Zip!"

She stumbles a little. Her jiant companion asking if she was alright only seemed to make her even more zipped and even more like Reynn.

I wonder…

I let out a suculant laugh. "Ahaha! No one has ever catched me in my fifty years of Cactauring! Well, once, exactly once. I have been caught exactly once."

"It's gonna be twice when I get my hands on-!"

"Nope! Zip!"

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Yujo growled in frustration as the cactaur dodged her as if it vanished the instant her fist would have made contact. It was like nothing she had ever fought before.

"Stand still and let me-"

"Not happening, zip!"

She twisted as she tried to keep her footing before a childish scream of frustration filled the Ahm Areg air.

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Oh this is too easy. Tones of fun though. Nothing like giving the locals a good heart stoper and then giving them the run around.

Well, they'll get tired of this and surely walk off so with a few more dodges I should- wait why is the lilikin glowing?

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"Behold! The fan that sunders all! Limit Breaking Mystic Art of the Luminary! Fan Dango!" Yujo's form suddenly split into several indicical pieces and all launged at the Cactaur.

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