#session 11

He stabalized his footing when the person laid into Hayate, in his pa’s voice? it also sounded like a few other people were talking at once but-  “Now do your fucking jobs so I wont have to save all of your asses later.” Sure the guy was facing Hayate, but that line sounded like it was directed at him. He could almost feel his eyes on him. 

A memory surfaced briefly. It was an earlier build. Terry and his pa were trying to close a deal between two groups of people- the names of whom weren’t coming back immediately- and he thought that he could get away with pointing out the flaws of logic between the two groups. They essentially wanted the same thing from them but bickered and swore at each other, insisting that it wasn’t the same thing. The conversation stopped and everyone had turned to look at him.  The fighter they were trying to work with snapped at him, “Do your fucking job and maybe I wont have to save your ass later, scribe.” Terry didn’t know what he was feeling then, but he knew what it was now: shame. Because his pa was looking at him in the same way.

The dragon person disappeared into Hayate’s chest and he was left on the wall. Terry went over to help steady him, still thinking about, everything honestly. “You uh, good there pardner?” he asked Hayate responded by punching the wall and cursing.  Soo, not good? Terry thought.  He looks over at Terry, trying his best to calm down. "...Remember the shit that I mentioned that happened in the cave and the stuff with your dad that happened?" He makes a small gesture with his hands, "Ta-daaaaa." He says deadpan. "Didn't know they could do that- But fuck- Apparently this place is bad. Or something. I don't know." Terry looked at him oddly, then turned his gaze away with a sigh, "Yeah uh, guessed hearin their whole spiel helped break,,, whatever was over me- us. Like, the shots at the door? Instead of cardin us?" Terry brushed his nose like he was adjusting glasses that he didnt have on. He paused and looked at his hand weirdly. "Golly fuck, we need to grab and bag this shit quick," he finished, pulling off the blood red amulet and looking at where it was pointing to after letting it hang for half a second. It points deeper into the hall. "Do you they think theyd take kindly to us walkin guns out?" Terry whispered at Hayate.

They made their way down and ended up at an elevator. The amulet tapped on the doors and Terry put it back on. “Well, i lost my lock pickin set when I got, you know,” he said, bringing up his left hand. “But i do got a shotgun.” “And I have Silence,” Hayate mentioned. Terry started to think about it, “Well, we dont want the button to get busted, just the lock.” “I have a shield that can withstand that ancient, 2014 weapon.” “Yeah, yeah! Then you put that under, cast Silence, then i blast it wide open, thisll work-!” They were interrupted by the rest of the gang pulling up behind them. They looked up and Terry quicly mentioned: “Unless anyone has Knock, I have a shotgun.”