Aight!, let's hunt down my Waifu!!
Does that sound a bit.. wrong?
Aight!, let's hunt down my Waifu!!
Does that sound a bit.. wrong?
The Wyvarian Lady nods, "Of course, though you two don't look like guild hunters..."
"Njet, we're just comrades, anyways we'll accept the quest for the Dahaka thank you"
I blink, then pull Spazerz aside. "So let me get this straight. We're going deep into the Reptile Kingdom; one of the most savage lands of this world...Into a goddamned DESERT where freaking sand whales can swallow ships whole...And not just 'can', they do so on a regular basis...To find an evil omnicidal dragon with not one, but THREE heads, whose mamono form is just changing the heads a bit...and to top it all off, we're going to be delivering something SO BIG that it can't be airlifted...and at the end of it all, we're just going to go back the same way we came?!" My voice had been steeply climbing in hysteria throughout my speech, rising to a peak at the conclusion. My eye appeared to momentarily twitch, and my arms were gesticulating alongside the speech.
The Wyvarian Lady frowns, "I see, that poses a problem. I am the manager of this Guild Hall and Guild Policy doesn't allow for anyome other than licenced hunters to go on official quests. This is dangerous work after all. I'm afraid I can't simply sign off on you going on that mission..."
"Hm...I see a loophole in that statement, one that's likely going to get us killed. At the very least, given a couple major fractures."
i give her the you wot m8 look and sigh.
How can i get a hunter's license then?
I place a hand on Spazerz' shoulder. "She said that only official hunters can go off on official quests. So, I say we just do it ourselves! Who needs the Hunter's Guild, anyway?" I hesitate for a moment, then add, "Us in about twelve hours, I reckon." I shake my head and put on a big, confident smile. "Come on, we can do it ourselves! We've got Communism on our side!"
"Ciao" I say to the Wyvarian before going out of the Gathering hall, with Sergey (Mah bear bro Who conveniently popped out of nowhere) dragging the Gift.
I wave with one hand. "I don't think that flying a Rauser near the Azi Dahaka is safe, mostly because it's German...I know! Uhh...go to the very start of our destination, and describe it for me. I have to go to the fields, or some long, flat expanse of land. Most of the Russian planes in WW2 required runways, instead of being tailsitters like the Rauser." I take a few steps away, then snap my fingers and turn back to Spazerz. "Do you have any communications technology? We're going to have to stay in contact, if we are to escort the Gift properly."