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located in New York City, a part of Commedia dell'arte, one of the many universes on RPG.

New York City

"Can a city that never sleeps ever be a city of dreams?"

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Character Portrait: Arthur Mackenzie Character Portrait: Peter Radovan Character Portrait: Bashemath Character Portrait: Xander
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Arthur's face contorted mildly in confusion. Firstly, why would ANYONE 'submit to authority' of cops, feds, or anyone else? And secondly, they both looked incredibly strange. Arthur assumed the smaller one was a female, who seemed relatively normal in shape (despite her odd clothes, even by modern standards), but many other things about her seemed off. And the other, the giant... Well he was just downright bizarre.

"Alright, you two just stay right there and don't move. Alright? You play cool and we won't shoot." Peter responded with that unnerving neutral tone.

'How is he not even surprised?' Arthur thought internally. 'He looks completely unfazed, like this is an every day thing...'

Peter pulled out a com device, with an ear piece and a glass part that went in front of his left eye. "Control, we have some... Suspects we need to take in, might be regarding the terrorist attack here in New York. We're about a hundred, maybe a hundred and fifty meters away from the site of the attack. Requesting an airlift out with the suspects. Bring something... Spacious." When he finished he gave a nod to Arthur and put the com device back in his jacket. "You should probably sit down Arthur, take a load off while we wait."

He nodded in agreement before going to sit down on a trash bin, not taking his eyes off the two strange beings for a long while. When he finally did, it was to look over at Peter, when he noticed the blood was still on his face. He stared for a bit until Peter turned to look at him.

Peter cocked an eyebrow, confused about why Arthur was staring at him so intently. When Arthur signed about something on his face, Peter did a quick check with his hand. Now it finally registered that he had blood from the terrorist on him. He turned away for a moment as he pulled out a handkerchief and quickly wiped his face clean, placing the piece of fabric back in his jacket when he finished.

Arthur looked back at the strange things again, a bit transfixed by them. He didn't say anything, he couldn't find any words worth using.

"Well I hope everyone here likes sight seeing. Sounds like we're heading to D.C. tonight." He leaned back again, pistol out and resting casually against his lap, with no intent showing beyond that he was intent on being prepared.