With Max's instructions and the combined efforts of two SEEKERS OF THE CITY, it doesn't take long to find the toy store your other allies were at. The sight you see before you is, uh, something to say the very least.
The toystore itself looks like what you'd expect for any other toystore. Brightly painted with bright, colorful letter spelling out "TOYS FOR FRENDS" (yes, frends). That's not what draws your attention.
It's who they found there.
https://youtu.be/W5-XeMjaMQI - MOLLY FOXTROT
"Hey! Are those your friends? They look, uh, weird! Really weird!" You have to look down to find the source of that voice. That's. That's a kid. That's just a kid. This isn't you making fun of a young looking adult or anything. The girl standing alongside your three allies has to be no older than eleven years old.
You know Otto said she was young but you didn't expect her to be that young.
She matches the description at least. Dyed orange hair, off-green gardening gloves + overalls + boots that are clearly two sizes too big for her, but...yeah. This is a kid. Even Max and Casey, the youngest out of everyone here, dwarf her in size.
Molly's shining red eyes stare up at your antlers. "Waow. You look like a freak!"
"PFFFFF." Max can't even attempt to hold back her laughter.
"So. Wasn't too hard to find her. She was just wanderin' around here," Clover gestures towards the toy store. "apparently all by herself. Was mighty weird."
"All we had to say is that we were on behalf of a Foxtrot for her to come with us. Was actually easy." Max is clearly relieved she only had to deal with a child.
"Forsoothe! She has good tastes in entertainment!"
"The cowboy and knight are weird but they're cool! Is everyone here weird?" Molly asks with child-like innocence. "Oh!" She points at Benjamin. "You smell like dad after he comes home!"
Benjamin glances down to see that his outfit is still caked in ash. He dusts it off with a sheepish smile. "We, uh, found a lot of bad stuff at the station. We'll explain it later, things were okay here?"
"Yeah. Worst we had to do was to convince the staff there we weren't kidnapping some random kid. You guys okay, though?"
"We had to fight some security guards." Kiara fills in on the rough details of what you had to do: Dead guards, fighting the guards, etc. She doesn't mention the corporate families just yet but you can explain that during your walk.
"Huh." Clover knits his eyebrows together. "Ain't a good thing to hear at all, no sir."
"You said something about a warehouse?" Molly interjects, clearly wanting to be part of this conversation. "I know that warehouse! I go there to play with the cool millipedes there! Wish I could see cool centipedes though...only centipedes there are <span class="mu-b">keep telling me to leave! Something about some lame guest of theirs!</span>"
Well. You secured Molly at least. One down, few more to go. You're still curious: How a twelve year old girl is allowed to wander around unsupervised?
