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  1. HelloYellow17

    Frontier Town Mayoral Residence – Ground Floor

    Wes watched Lucien through narrowed eyes. So this was the son of this blatantly corrupted prick, and he was also, conveniently, the town marshal. He conducted the arrest with no show of emotion; at least he was following through with the law’s demands, but only time would tell if this was just...
  2. HelloYellow17

    Frontier Town Mayoral Residence – Ground Floor

    He was down. Finally. The damn Vulture was subdued at last. Wes didn’t have any energy left to gloat over the mayor’s quivering form, so instead he did the next best thing and slumped down to the floor. Which was still wet, and the water wasn’t exactly helping his shivering, but what the hell...
  3. HelloYellow17

    Frontier Town Mayoral Residence – Ground Floor

    Pain. Pain. Pain. Wes hadn’t ever thought that water could hurt before, but apparently things were different when you were a Rockruff. And squaring off against an angry giant penguin. And you just ate an entire face full of freezing cold water from said angry penguin. When his senses returned...
  4. HelloYellow17

    Frontier Town Mayoral Residence – Ground Floor

    Wes was sick to death of this. Of all of it. Everybody had way too much to say and it was time people started putting their money where their mouths were. In other words, he was ready for everyone to just shut up and fight. He crouched into position, tensing his muscles and readying himself to...
  5. HelloYellow17

    Frontier Town Mayoral Residence – Ground Floor

    Archie seemed to be handling his own well enough, thankfully. Wes spun to face Sonora again, wondering whether he should fake his next attack—despite getting so dogpiled, she was taking the hits in stride. Wes had to admit he was impressed with her mettle. But then a blur of gray blasted past...
  6. HelloYellow17

    Frontier Town Mayoral Residence – Ground Floor

    You’re awfully chatty, aren’t you? Wes snapped back at the voice in his head. So eager to tell us what to do but not why or what’s going on! You the cloud from before? Well, thanks for nothing, Vague Vaporpuff. Why the hell should I listen to you? He whirled on Sonora, frustration mounting. For...
  7. HelloYellow17

    Frontier Town Mayoral Residence – Ground Floor

    Wes just barely caught wind of Bellatrix’s words to Sonora, and, despite the erupting chaos everywhere, he found himself relaxing a little. Maybe he’d misjudged her. Maybe she didn’t have her heart so completely set on that bounty reward like he’d thought. He braced himself to jump into the...
  8. HelloYellow17

    Frontier Town Mayoral Residence – Ground Floor

    Wes caught sight of that punk kid wandering in—Koa, was it? And audibly scoffed. The hell was he doing here at a fancy gala? No way was he old enough to drink. And Wes had the distinct impression that he hadn’t managed to schmooze his way in by acquainting with anybody of status. He threw him a...
  9. HelloYellow17

    Frontier Town Mayoral Residence – Ground Floor

    Gods, he was going to be surrounded by stuffy, insufferable snobs all night long, wasn’t he. At least Mr. Ignition Vulture hadn’t forced them to wear stifling suits or something equally ridiculous. Wes was mildly surprised that all he’d required of them was a badge, but he wasn’t about to...
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