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Fantasy The Bad Guys, redone (Old)

THE MAN IN THE HAZMAT SUIT
"Russia, Russia of course little man." He replied, standing in an odd sort of power pose whilst he surveyed the room. Feet apart the same width of his shoulders, and hands on his hips. "It's a cold, hard place to live. Government hear you say something against them, even nowadays, you just disappear. The USSR's secret police never really disappeared, they're just run by capitalists now." Haz shrugged and with a slight grunt reached down for his suitcase and threw it on the bed. "People get stabbed, killed, hookers are overdosed and sold as slaves in human trafficking rings, teenagers jump off buildings, and babushka's make vodka out of spare potatoes. If I'm honest, if you're not rich in Russia, who'd want to live there?" Hazmat laughed. "It's shit. Back in the USSR days, it was good, the golden age. Stalin and Lenin - they were the real men of the people." He nodded decisively. Looking down upon Francis his head tilted. "Where are you from, eh?"

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Briana Skullbash
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Briana keep drinking, not caring about english nonsense. Her earliest memories was from Russian lab where she grew up hidded right under americas nose at their own homeland. That was where she was named and where russian scientists had learned her rage mode, unfortunately.​
 
Francis: So he was a communist, but not the kind of communist I kind of sort of maybe was. And by now I was sure I wasn't dreaming, remembering I didn't dream in color. Detroit, not the best place either, but luckily I live by the suburbs. I hear gunshots every night anyway, though.
 
THE MAN IN THE HAZMAT SUIT
"Detroit? Never heard of it." He replied, frowning to himself before catching Briana on the shoulder with a poke. Switching to Russian he said - "It's an American place? Hm. Scum." He almost decisively remarked. "Politicians in America are corporate controlled capitalist pigs." Evidently, his insults against the American political system went unheard by Francis, but after a youth of communist teachings and instilled propaganda, he couldn't help himself.

Clearing his throat, Haz jerked a thumb toward Briana. "She said she busted a bank in Detroit. It had - uh - let me think of the word -" He scowled as he dredged up a translation. "Unstable? Faulty? - Weak! Weak walls." The scientist nodded. "English sometimes gets lost in my head. Apologies - ... does that make sense? AH, whatever." He waved his hands.​

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Finbar: As I followed him to the bulletin, I was able to calm down somewhat. So I'm Finbar, but call me Fin, and I was kidnapped alright. Took them hours to get a good enough hold on me to get me here. I bet they wanted me here yesterday.
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As Victor listened to the teen's testimony he could see how he was calming down after his rather pissed of behavior, he listened to the fact how it took hours to get him, he then looked at the school and realized that they wouldn't send the best to get this one person, probably henchman. Still was rather impressive, he then looked at the guy and realized that some of his body didn't fit up exactly how a human would especially around the head and he had a rather light shade of skin. He then said;
"Mhmm excuse my interruption of your great battle-story, which is so interesting, I've noticed that your anatomy doesn't match up to normal humans the more I look at you, would you have Dullahan blood inside of you due to your neck structure?" as he coughs for a bit and then says perfectly recited " "This sinister being appears as a man or a woman riding upon a black horse, but the rider has no head upon their shoulders. Typically, the Dullahan carries its head under its arm; the head appears dead and rotten with a demonic grin spread across its face." from looking at your neck I can see some of your ancestors either didn't have a head or had one somewhere else." as he smiled towards the man.

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Finbar: I switched me head over to the other hand. Yeah, my no-good father was half dullahan, but it's really a no-brainer. So you know what I am. But what are you? A human? A vampire? A werewolf?
Francis: But yeah, as much as everyone brags about America being the best, it isn't all that. And this country will never change until people admit it.
 
Maxine nods "that would have been nice, but this school doesn't do nice. Every time I think I got the hang of it, I mess everything up."
 
THE MAN IN THE HAZMAT SUIT
He threw his arm around Francis' shoulders and gave him a crippling sort of squeeze. Whether or not on purpose, or because Haz had little idea about his own strength - was unknown. "We make you honourary Russian. Tonight you drink with us, да? We make a man out of these skinny arms yet." The scientist pinched at Francis with that. "America is useless. Who needs it? Eh? What you need is good vodka, good women, and good work. Those are the three staples of every man's life." He heavy-handedly poked the smaller male in the chest to punctuate each sentence. "You're with us now! And this school, it doesn't take kindly to people who can't hold their own."

Haz eyed Francis up and down. "You will become Henchman at best. But even henchmen need to be good ones or you'll get killed by some useless plot. Look at Lincoln and J.F.K. Stupid American pigs. You must be thinking ahead. Always ahead!"​

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Edward: I practically stormed into the room Malice!
Malice: What? Can't you see I'm trying to hold a conversation here?
Edward: You just ran off with my stuff.
Malice: Oh come on, Edward, it's no big deal. Anyway, this is Maxine.
Francis: I nodded. Did having generalized anxiety disorder and thus always thinking of the worst case scenario count as thinking ahead? Would I make a terrible henchman or what? Not only that, but my very Polish-American, pompous mom would probably not approve of my new friends. If this turned out to be a dream, I'd have to not tell her about it. That's how strict she is. But who cares what she thinks? Well, hopefully I'll make it.
 
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Hazzie boomed in Russian - "BRIANA, GET OUR FRIEND HERE SOME VODKA!" Slapping Francis on the back. "Today, we celebrate coming back to this school! And for me - my final year." He pressed a palm to his chest theatrically. "I have some lab beakers in my bag - let me -" Haz rifled through his equipment to find the sterilised glass beakers, measuring cups really - holding two out to Briana to fill. "And - our friend Francis, we make an honorary Russian. Henchman or lab rat, who knows!?"

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Maxine looks between them startled. She saw the family resemblance and was sure she would be in trouble. She gives a small wave. "Hi" she climbs back to her feet again "just Max is fine, and it's cool if you forget I tend to be very forgettable. Which in this place tends to work to my advantage."
 
Finbar: I switched me head over to the other hand. Yeah, my no-good father was half dullahan, but it's really a no-brainer. So you know what I am. But what are you? A human? A vampire? A werewolf?
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As the Dullahan was speaking about how Victor assumptions were true and also stated how his dad was a no-good dad, something to keep in mind if he ever has to use that for something. Then his roommate posed him a question, "What are you?" as soon as he was asked that Victor stopped in his tracks turned to Finbar and walked up to his face, close enough for you feel his breath which smelled like mint. He then whispered with a huge grin on his face;
"I am a human being, trash of the earth, it's very lovely to meet you" as he then stepped away and then looked over the bulletin board acting like that never happened and then said, "What do you think our teachers are going to be like?"
 
Francis: Hopefully Henchman, I said, mostly trying to reassure myself. Hmm... That could the the title of a sitcom. I smiled, even if I was half afraid I'd end up drunk. And I'd be especially vulnerable, I bet, from my first drink of alcohol. And it being Vodka, no less.
Edward: I guess Malice managed to get me distracted. I held out my hand for Max to shake. Nice to meet you, Max. I'm Edward.
Finbar: My eyes bulged. Great, I just got acquainted with a real wacko. Nice to meet you too. And Jeez, I hope they're not too crazy.
 
Maxine looks at Edward's hand warily. She wasn't sure if she trusted him quite yet but she didn't want to get on his bad side. "Nice to meet you Edward" she closes the space between them cautiously and takes his hand. "Co Ed rooms, still not used to it"
 
Edward: Tell me about it. I'm still not sure how we're going to avoid walking in on each other changing.
Malice: Change in the showers. It's what I do.
 
Maxine lets go of Edward's hand "I don't know, that's just not one of my main concerns." She looks between her two roommates. "So, siblings. Do you guys get along well or will I have to be dealing with a lot of sibling fights?"
 
Malice: Guess what, Max? Edward wants to be good. Crazy, huh?
Edward: I scowled. Not crazy, actually. now I'm sure Max doesn't want to keep watching us fight. So Max, what do you like to do in your spare time?
 
Maxine looks at Malice shocked. Once she processes the information she looks at Edward. "You are going to hate it here, if you want that. I recommend keeping that to yourself." She looks down and shuffles her feet "if I wasn't here, I would like to be skateboarding, maybe going to the movies. Most of the time here I'm studying or hiding from people trying to mess with me."
 
Edward: So I've heard. So skateboarding. I kind of wish I could do that, but I was never able to keep my balance well enough.
 
Maxine smiles and looks back at him "oh it's the coolest thing. Yeah, my brother taught me, and we built this ramp in the backyard. I know how to do lots of cool tricks." She sighs "I miss that"
 
Malice: Well, I can't blame you, but you gotta admit this is better than public school. I began to unpack, realizing that Edward made me forget.
 

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