private Midnight in Manehattan Part 2

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@@Illiad Easle,

 

"Got any waffles?" Ballpoint asked as she plopped herself down on the couch, dumping the supplies she was carrying next to Illiad's camping supplies. "Breakfast for dinner is better than you'd think. Now, would you happen to have any maps of the badlands?"

[Guest]

Second Sight walked into the house, tracing this claw on the surface of the wall as he went. 'it's dusty' he mused. Not that he minded. In face, he liked dust. Dust told stories. Dust was the ultimate witness. Thought, not that it mattered here. He began setting his stuff down in a corner.

 

"I'm fine with anything" Second insisted. "Whichever you feel like cooking. Just avoid okras."

 

He began sorting out the equipment.

[Illiad Easle 3,127]

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Illiad gave a sidelong glance at Ballpoint, for some reason he got the impression that if she were a carnivore she would have asked for chicken strips to go with it. He sighed, "I guess I'm making waffles then, though since I don't own a waffle iron they're going to look suspiciously similar to pancakes, if it makes you feel any better I can impale them a few times with my horn."

 

He set to work mixing up a batter from a vague memory of his life as a young colt, prepping the small stove top as he did so.

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"So, what exactly are we gonna do? The only thing I can think of is wandering around the badlands until we either find the griffon or Swift, or end up dying, and the latter seems pretty likely. We need a plan, or else we're not gonna get anywhere. You guys got any ideas?"

[Illiad Easle 3,127]

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"Well, The griffon is going after the changelings, and Swift is going after the griffon, so all we have to do is find the changelings before the griffon does, then we wait for the griffon to come to us, we get the artifact, and then Swift will come to us as well. A simple plan really." Illiad poured the mixture into a heated pan, it seemed about right, but he definitely wasn't going to be the first one to eat it. 

[Guest]

Second nodded. "In theory it's simple. However consider this."

 

He leaned forward at a table. "The rumours we've heard of the changeling all tell of it being located at the South-west." He explained. "Now think of this: Swift and Salleria can both fly. If the changeling hive was indeed there, they would have found it already. So our best bet is to split into 2 groups and check the mid-East and mid-west, the sweep northwards from there. That way, we can catch any of them attempting to fly northwards to find the hive."

 

He leaned back. "If the rumours as true, we've failed already."

[Illiad Easle 3,127]

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Illiad looked over with a skeptical expression. "Changelings have been hidden for centuries and a single griffon is going to find them in a few days of searching? I find that entirely unlikely, laughable even. Besides, I already know where the hive is. All we have to do is hide nearby to catch the griffon if she ever finds it." Illiad flipped the pancake as if there was nothing out of the ordinary. "Oh, you didn't respond as to whether I should impale this to make it look more like a waffle."

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"Oh, right. Sure, why don't you impale it. Well, it's a simple plan and I like it. We hide out near the changeling hive, wait until the griffon shows up, and maybe cap her depending on how things go. We'll head out first thing in the morning and be home with an artifact before dinner."

[Guest]

Second raised an eyebrow. "You already know where the hive is? Well, that simplifies things. Let's to shreds with your plan." He searched behind his ear.

 

He turned to Illiad. "Impale mine too. The increased surface area to volume ratio will let me out more syrup on my pancakes."

[Illiad Easle 3,127]

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Illiad looked down at the pancakes, then up at his horn, then over at the others. "You two are weird. Also, it could very well be a long while before the griffon actually finds the changelings, so we could conceivably be out there for a few days before we can catch her. Maybe she'll find us first and ask for our help in finding the changelings? That would certainly make our job easier."

 

Once the first pancake was done he lifted it with his magic, it was a very odd sensation to have the pancake impaled on his horn, not altogether unpleasant yet not that enjoyable either, plus it was very hot and his horn was sensitive. "Yah, this was not the best idea I had today." He contemplated throwing it at Ballpoint, but decided to put it on a plate. "I'm only going to impale one pancake for each of you, also if you want more you're going to have to come over here and cook them yourselves, I have plenty of batter." 

[Guest]

Second Sight smirked at Illiad expression as he impaled the pancake with his horn. "You should try roasting marshmallows on that." He suggested. "And I'm fine with just one pancake. I don't eat much for dinner anyway. Oh, and hide you alcohol: we don't need a drunken ballpoint come tomorrow morning."

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Ballpoint shot Second Sight a glare, and would have made a rude gesture if she had fingers.

 

"You get drunk on a train one time," she muttered to herself.

 

Ballpoint telekinetically lifted one of the waffle/pancakes over to the couch, and asked, "Hey, Illiad, got any powdered sugar?"

[Illiad Easle 3,127]

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Illiad looked over at the group, "It's pretty easy to hide the alcohol when I don't have any," he peaked in a nearby cupboard, "And it looks like I don't have any powdered sugar either, I'll have to get more soon, sorry." Illiad poured more batter into the pan for the second pancake. "And no, I have no intentions of putting my horn that close to a fire, so I am not even going to try roasting marshmallows in a similar fashion." 

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Second Sight flashed a small grin. "I don't know, you might like it."

 

He began digging in to his own pancake. He didn't really eat it with sugar or anything, just... plain.

 

Once he finished with his meal, he began sorting out the equipment. "I'll be splitting the equipment equally, unless one of you wants to exercise a bit more."

[Illiad Easle 3,127]

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Illiad shrugged as he came over with his own pancake. "I can carry all of my own equipment, the hive is not too far out of town, a few dozen kilometers approximately, there is a source of water nearby so we won't have to worry about carrying that out." Illiad added some maple syrup to his pancake and started eating, it wasn't as good as his mother's, but it was decent.