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You reached out and squeezed his arm, causing him to flinch.
<span class="mu-s">“We need to tell the others. Like, right now.”</span> you urged, looking him directly in the eyes.
James took a halting breath, but nodded his agreement.
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Due to James’ summary being mercifully brief, and Ben’s tendency to dominate a conversation, you managed to catch every Monster Council member before they left. And, with your help, he was able to neatly recap everything he had just told you.
At the revelation of Varnae’s true goal, everyone immediately began to argue over whether what he was doing was possible in the first place. Predictably, however, Ben was the first to break up the flow of the conversation when he was asked directly what he thought about everything.
<span class="mu-r">“Huh? Sorry, but I’m seriously having trouble getting the image of Beast and Wolverine bumping uglies out of my head.”</span> he said, running a hand down his mask.
Everyone turned to look at him, and you had to have Mercy cover your mouth so no one could see the grin forming on your face. Your group had decided to relocate to a nearby inn so that you weren't causing a scene outside. It was hard enough just getting here without creating a massive traffic jam.
Ward had decided to buy the place out for the night, with what you could only identify as an assortment of colorful gemstones. With the room to yourselves, you had all decided to spread out a bit. Harpy had flown up to the rafters, and was watching the precession from above. She was scarfing down a potful of some seafood dish that the chef had cooked up before being asked to leave.
Ward and Carn had taken opposite sides of the room, each their backs pressed against a wall so that they didn't have any blind spots. Delphyne, having already taken back her phone, was busy typing out the contents of the conversation. You were surprised to find out that she wasn’t just texting her boyfriend this entire time.
And sitting at the main table, which was just two tables pushed together, were you, Ben, Ana, Grandma Young, James, Deadhead, and oddly enough, Simon Garth.
Deadhead was openly glaring at the zombie with only half a head, but you also had to acknowledge that his helmet had always possessed a perpetual frown. And, even though the merc was responsible for him only having half a head, the Zombie Prince didn’t seem too bent out of shape about it.
On a similar note, Young wasn’t too bothered by the zombie’s presence, despite the fact that he had been trying to kill her earlier today. Instead, she was calmly sipping tea and listening to everyone speak.
<span class="mu-g">“This ‘Beast’,”</span> Ana began, doing a much better job at composing herself than you were. <span class="mu-g">“He is a prestigious scientist, correct?”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“One of the brightest minds in the world, I heard.”</span> Ben added. <span class="mu-r">“I just can't wrap my head around why an X-Man would want to help a vampire end the world.”</span>
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