For Being Absolutely No Help, He Finds Himself With A Rather LARGE Handful Of Credits. Tips Weren't

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑩𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒊𝒛𝒆 for being absolutely no help, he finds himself with a rather LARGE handful of credits. Tips weren't something he was new toㅤ—ㅤbut he only got those when he did an exceptionally GOOD job ! There was a clear shock on his face as he quickly tries to get himself together to answer the woman's question.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤW - Well ! He's a SECURITY OFFICER for the Bloodhoundsㅤ—ㅤso he might be patrolling the Dreamscape right now ! He's also really good at making drinks and he works at the Dreamjolt Holstery too ! We can go LOOK if you'd like !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤBefore any of that, he has to make certain of one VERY important thing. He was still holding those CREDITS in his hands after all.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤA - are you SURE about this, by the way ? This is a REALLY generous tipㅤ—ㅤand I didn't really do anything !ㅤ❜

"I see..."

Disguised as a guest of the Reverie Hotel, Enola had approached the bellboy dutifully working around the lobby. In her experience, the staff are usually the people who know the most about the comings and goings.

Her reseach has lead her to Penacony after a series of clues had seemed to connect her target to the Planet of Festivities. It makes sense, this place is full of wealthy people, both locals and vacationers, a prime target for a thief.

"Thank you very much for your help, I apologize for disturbing you while you were working." The Galaxy Ranger in disguise hands the young bellboy a handful of credits, but before she can leave to do some investigating of her own, the boy mentions someone who might have some information.

"Gallagher, you say?" Enola hums, tapping her chin, feeling a little more galvanized "Mind telling me where I can find this friend of yours, young man?"

I promise I'll write soon, I've just been really busy but I'm just posting to say that I'm at a house party right now and someone at this party really asked me

' What do you like aside from Misha ? '

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑵𝒐𝒘, 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒍𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 to him. Maybe it wasn't very nice to say that about Mademoiselle Jeanne ( but it was still perfectly fine to say that about Monsieur Noé )ㅤ—ㅤbut clearly, it had been the ONLY way to get the two to listen to him in such a dire moment.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHe would beckon his trusty dog over to his aid with a swift hand; leaping atop of her steel backside to follow the woman. Seeing the OTHER vampire continue to fight the beast however, he would turn back towards him.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤIf I see that thing back at the hotel, I'll kill YOU as slowly and painfully as I possibly can first before I kill it !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWith that promise set in stone, he too would flee the scene with his dog; not ONCE stopping until he arrives at the hotel.

Keep his eyes open. Right. He had to keep them open, he had to keep fighting, no matter how tempting that lull of sleep might currently be, he couldn't allow himself to rest, not until he'd finally finished what he'd set out to achieve, a raspy breath heard as he tries to focus on simply keeping his lungs breathing. The blood is sticky and uncomfortable against his side, yet his mind seems to focus more on the fact he'll need yet another new cloak after this - he should learn and start wearing something a little more functional.

"Misha!?", hearing his cry, Jeanne had managed to retreat to their side, her eyes widening at the sight of the two humans, the scent of blood almost rather overpowering, but she just about managed to hold onto her sense of control, "What happened!?", quickly, she lifted Vanitas' into her arms, "Let's get him some help....Noe can hold them off for now" "Go!", Noe shouted as though to confirm her words, Jeanne glazing at Misha, "Meet me at the hotel. I need to run at full speed - keep to the back streets".

And with that, she'd quickly vanished into the growing blizzard, leaving nothing but a few droplets of blood in her wake.

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑻. Even with the child's face completely obscured by that strange white mask, it was almost TOO easy to see his expression drop.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤCrumbsㅤ—ㅤyeah, you GOT me.ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThe Gengar behind him OBVIOUSLY hadn't given up though; making the most GOD - AWFUL shriek a Pokémon could possibly make the moment the psychic specialist turned around.

"I would ask if you were Morty and if your gengar was about to scare me." It wouldn't have been the first time, nor would it be the last. However, as the psychic elite turned around, he hoped to catch the ghost type off guard.

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒘𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝑵𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒅𝒔 𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅𝒍𝒚; eager to learn just like any other student. If he started NOW, then surely he would be well - prepared for his very first Trailblazing expedition ! He would definitely make his Grandpa and the Astral Express PROUD !

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤYes ! If you have time, I'd LOVE to, Mister Caelus ! ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤHe moves away for a brief moment; grabbing his trusty mop that had been leaning against the train's steel walls just nearby. The cleaning tool had been used to clean many floors back at the Reverie and more recently, the ASTRAL EXPRESS' floors. But there had also been incidents in which the mop had bore witness to rouge members of the Dreamjolt Troupe when Gallagher wasn't around. The mop had DEFINITELY seen better days.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWe can use my mop for now if you don't have an extra bat just yet ! It probably doesn't have the same weight as a batㅤ—ㅤ but it MIGHT work !ㅤ❜

having a new member on board the express was certainly exciting, and caelus could see why march was so excited when he joined too. there were many surprises on penacony, and it seemed like they weren't quite over either. still, he found himself with a bright smile dancing on his lips as misha hurried to and fro across the express, eager for his first mission. caelus had to admit, it was quite refreshing to see the boy actually act like a child, compared to his somewhat subdued nature on the planet on the festivities. so when misha came to him, aureate eyes studied the younger as he spoke.

❝ you want to... learn how to use a baseball bat ? ❞ he echoes unhelpfully, expression morphing into one of surprise at the request. he supposed it wasn't entirely uncalled for either though, considering it would be a good idea for misha to defend himself with more than a wooden mop. and this gave caelus the opportunity to be a cool, smart, and talented mentor.... so he finds himself agreeing easily, a grin tugging at his lips.

❝ mmm, sure ! it'd probably be easier for you to swing that around more than it would a spear or anything else. did you wanna start now ? ❞