Kitty was next to give the gathered guild members a description of their mission. The warehouse was no doubt full of valuables of E2C and that pink haired child was no doubt concerned about it. LaFey stood right where she was and awaited for the doors to be opened for the entire group until Kitty mentioned their poltergeist problem. "Ghosts?" Lafey said with an amused voice. "You’re telling us that we don’t have an intern to go around and scare the “ghosts” away? I see our talents are being put to good use." Sarcasm leaked from her words while her eyes went elsewhere.

Kael waved to her, that boy she had met some time ago back when Dee Dee had been busy building that odd tower. She did the same, even casting him a smile while looking back at the other punkish kid standing nearby. A magic damage dealer did sound right up their alley even if they were hesitant about going all in. "Personally, I’d worry more about the enemies raiding the warehouse than damaging the merchandise. Sometimes you have to poison an employee or two to get rid of a rat, or so to say." She didn’t know any of their classes as she had not fought with most of them to begin with. Dee Dee was no doubt some type of pet collector or cook, Kael looked like your average fantasy hero, Arcana could be some strange little card dealer, and here LaFey was as likely the most useless out of the group. Hopefully her stats were hidden.

The doors were opened and the interior of the warehouse revealed to him. LaFey was the first forward. She had her doubts about the paranormal incidents inside of here and looked around. Nothing but boxes upon boxes of God knows what was inside of here. She spun around to the rest of the party with her arms crossed together. "Yes, quite haunted indee-"

WHAM!

A 24 in. cubed boxes had fallen from the top rack, smashing on top of the black merchant. She crumbled instantly, stunned by the sudden attack. The contents of the box were thankfully some mysterious goo and clothing which meant she wasn’t impaled, but it put her anger up a few notches. LaFey picked herself up, stringing together a line of curses in French. Above them in the rafters, across a few boxes were small little creatures. They were digging around in the boxes like some strange kleptomaniac prone rodents. LaFey turned back to the group, much too irritated to accept help. "I need a weapon." she said while her fury was well hidden behind her sophisticated personality. "Would one of you be so kind and take one out?"

Another day out in paradise, or so La Fey had been told by several individuals. The sun was out and shining over the participants of this sick little game with not a cloud in sight. It reminded her of an idyllic day in the countryside that she could have ripped straight out of some storybook. Instead of sticking to the streets of Paris for today, La Fey had decided to stray off the beaten path in hopes of finding something that could help her grow stronger. If she was going to survive on her own out here, tools would be needed to defend herself. Even if her class was good for keeping some vagabonds in check, it never hurt to have a little physical assistance at times.

Her journey took her into the wooded area. The foliage above her kept her ebony colored hair shrouded in the dark while the spots of parted branches allowed light into the covered pathway. Her gait consisted of long strides as heels kissed the grass laden path. Tp. Tp. Tp. La Fey soon came across a most peculiar sight when pulling up her map. Where there had been barren land would now be a tomato out in the middle of nowhere. Was this some kind of new event or something? Normally, La Fey cared little about these things unless it was directly profitable for her but she did have a day to kill. Why not indulge in her curiosity?

By the time that she arrived at the icon’s location, two people were already present. One was a white haired man while the other was a smaller woman surrounded by colorful creatures. Each one only made her more confused about their possible origin. La Fey strode closer to the two with a phone up and looked at both parties that had been present. "Salut." A hand raised in a greeting to the two, the woman’s lips curling into a coy smile. "It appears I’m not the only one investigating this icon on the map."

deedee
Mikael

"The feeling is mutual." La Fey cracked a smile at the other younger woman, glad to see that they were indeed paired together. She was a little winded after falling down to the floor below and landed on her front. That drop would make anybody need a moment to themselves, but it was the sound of approaching footsteps that had made her regain her composure quicker than normal. The menu screen showed that there were multiple other teams in the area and if the feet approaching them were any indication, were not going to be checking to see if the both of them were alright. "x"

Tp. Tp. Tp. Tp.

First things first, she’d need to get rid of the two items on her person that were a dead giveaway about her position. The pair of expensive heels were taken off and stored inside of her inventory for the time being. "Let’s head somewhere to get our bearings. The more we have to prepare, the better." Once La Fey was up and ready to go, she followed Alessandra down the hallway away from the approaching sounds of other people. They were safe, for now anyway. She turned to see her teammate faintly visible, with one half of her body cloaked in the nearby shadow. "Et merde…” La Fey watched her in confusion until her phone vibrated as well. The screen displayed her chosen class… "Wicked Fixer?" she repeated to herself. What kind of a name was that? She scrolled through some of the information that had finished loading in about her own class. The details weren’t as visible as Alessandra’s were, but in her own right, this was a class she could learn to enjoy.

The shouting from the other parties grew closer to their location. La Fey looked around to any kind of thing that could help her in this upcoming little scuffle. "I need a weapon." She said to her partner. "Unless you think you can handle these two on your own." The search wasn’t turning out as plentiful as it would seem. Just rocks and the occasional stationary.

“Hm.” La Fey picked her brain around some of what Hana and Noelle had said. If Kitty was as strong or influential as she made her out to be, was it possible that she was as big as the Eiffel Tower? This would be a woman that she was destined to meet sooner or later. Especially more if she was at the tippy top of this sort of deal. “Another name on the list of people to meet.” She had not noticed Hana’ apprehension once she told the two of her previous job details. It was a pretty normal one and La Fey couldn’t blame people for thinking as such. She didn’t exactly go around announcing what her activities were, but she knew full well it wasn’t your average nine to five office job. But it was a line of work she enjoyed. It had great benefits, traveling arrangements, plentiful opportunities and more.

La Fey turned back to Hana at her suggestion. Starting out as another faceless soldier in the ranks wasn’t exactly on her list of desirable outcomes. But there was one way to go, system wise anyway. Not unless somebody was willing to just give her levels. “I’ll keep it in mind. Hana, was it?” she asked, turning her eyes at the smallest woman out of the three of them. “Perhaps if you and Noelle aren’t doing anything sometime, we can quest together? I’m not terribly familiar with this new world, but after some chores and getting enough levels, perhaps I could tag along on some of your misadventures? My future shop does need some restocking every now and again.” Hana was generous with her advice. Something La Fey would not waste. Noelle was…Well, she was participating in the conversation, even if she seemed bothered by the two of them. Although that could have also been some kind of side effect from her class. Gloomy little lady.

“Oh, I’m not going just yet.” She said when Hana offered to teach her how to go and use the waypoints. “It’s not for at least another twelve hours. Until then, I’ve got all the time in the world.” La Fey turned back to the film playing on the wall. “How long have you been in the game, Hana? It must be quite a while for you to be a guildmaster. What’s your guild about anyway? Off to see adventure? Pillage cities? Maybe find some secret lost artefact?”

There was no doubt that any kind of player in this world would have things or hidden details on a class scale that made each unique. The same must then have applied to their modes of transportation. Hana took her analogy a little too literally about the players they knew that had a way of getting around. Some did make sense such as Dantalion's stallion that could work. The others, however, were a bit out of the ordinary. Some person named Enigma had a huge butterfly, Dee Dee had a star and Hana had a surfboard. There were a lot of ways of getting around this strange world now.

“A surfboard? Do you summon the waves underneath it while you're riding it?” Fey repeated after her, laughing again. “But to answer your question, I am a merchant. Or was. But this class of mine is a mixture of merchant and combat class. What kind of class name is a Wicked Fixer anyway? But just like I did before the game, I sell “things” that others may or may not deem "illegal". But that would really depend on your morality of what’s “governable.” Her fingers formed into the shape of quotation marks during her explanation as Fey looked between both Noelle and Hana. “But in short, yes. I just need to beat my items for sale out of monsters, it would seem. I’m almost tempted to find some weak monster and see what comes out.”

Another soft chuckle. It was as if her suggestion had been as normal as going down to a local burger joint and ordering lunch. The mention of a kind of guild that had focused exclusively on shops and services had not gone unnoticed by Fey. She thought this over, receiving a ping on her phone. A hand dove into her pocket to pull it out once more before pressing the message tab. Waiting for her was from another player with the message title being of the very same guild.

“Speak of the devil." La Fey said, showing the other two her phone. “I suppose my entry hasn't gone unnoticed. I do hate to check up on that girl, but I'm confident she can take care of herself for a while longer. I'll have to visit this…Jeanne-Marie and see if she's legit or not.”