Apr 29 23:42:15 106 PA

From Chronicles

The current game time is: Fri Apr 29 23:42:15 106 PA. She always tends to cause a bit of a sight, wherever she goes. Right now, she's being led, quite docilely, through the crowd by a man that is well dressed. As usual, she's carrying his shopping, and the giantess looks as if she'd rather be anywhere else. The only thing keeping her calm right now? The dachsund riding on her shoulder. An odd sight indeed.

Sitting on an eatery stool Tirzah enjoys her day, taking a moment for a refreshing drink. The is until a big hulking shadow blots out her magazine. Turning to discover the thief of her light she pauses, stuttering as she takes in the hulk carrying shopping bags.

Meu stops when she realizes someone is staring at her... Mason doesn't notice. He's too busy shopping. And when she looks at Tirzah... she lets a low growl escape her. Which at her size sounds more like the low rumble of thunder.

Tirzah takes a reflexive step back at the growl but shakes her head as she realizes she's relatively safe in the city. Looking over the giant once more she notices the collar and with some careful observation follows it's invisible lead to the owner. Curious now she has forgotten her magazine and drink, following the pair as they shop. ooc there

A man walking by hears the growl. His armor is a bit beat up and patched over, and on his shoulder is a large cloth sack with a couple of tools sticking out of it. Some would recognize the reclusive TW, others, especially newer people, wouldn't. He pauses to rub his eyes as he looks at the...person...before him. Meu is pretty docile, surprisingly. She carries what Mason offers her, and otherwise keeps to herself... Except for the growling. She reaches out, though, when the woman takes a step... and pokes at her with a single large finger. Grrr.

Tirzah however is not one to get poked lightly. Seeing the offending finger she draws from her link in defense and her body sheathes in magical flames to deter the contact. This of course causes some notice as others who didnt find the giant reason enough to keep their distance have double the reasoning to do so.

The man on the other side of the...giant?...chuckles softly at the glowing fire. "Well, not being very friendly, are you Tir?" Renos then steps out from around the large thing, hefting the sack and jingling of metal could be heard when he does. "Maybe the big person is curious."

Meu doesn't even halt when the fire springs out... if anything, she frowns and reaches as if to pick the woman up, while inwardly, she concentrates on something... "Pretty fire." Meanwhile, Mason turns around, looking mildly amused,"Meu... I don't think, maybe, you should do that."

Tirzah scowls openly as she looks at Renos as he rounds the giant. "If its friendly why does it growl at me?" She asks openly before turning her attention back to the hulk as the hand opens and moves for a grab. Tirzah is surprised at the giant's persistence, but this doesn't stop the flames from turning bright blue in agitation. "Back off." She warns the beast, her voice slightly shaky

"Well, maybe it can't talk Tir. Maybe they can only grunt. Or its grunts are a form of communication. Or maybe it just likes grunting." He then chuckles slightly at that. "Well, if you really get into trouble, I hope you won't mind if I lend you a hand? Maybe not rescue you, per se, but at least...help you rescue yourself?" Renos grins as he makes his way around.

Meu actually gets pretty close with her hands, almost closing around Tirzah before she grumbles and turns, groping about at her side until she finds a waterskin that looks more like a multi-gallon jug. She opens the top and moves to upend it over the woman. "Put out fire."

Tirzah blinks, looking back at Renos. "And why would I need you to rescue me?" She asks simply, a confident smile forming as she considers the technowizard once more. "Last i saw you were a moping mess who couldn't believe in anything, anyone, and thought others might still want to learn from him." She points out, perhaps a bit harshly. But this demarcation is interrupted by the giants production of a goodly amount of water. Not wanting to get drenched darkness coalesces about the giant, obscuring all.

Well, in the darkness, since he is near them both, "Thats indeed true. I was a moping mess. I like to think that in my long months of isolation, I figured a few things out. So, I can at least live with myself. Now...as for believing in anything, or anyone...well...thats another story. And they would, eventually." He doesn't seem to mind the harshness, at least by the sounds of his voice in the darkness.

Hey. Look. It's dark. Even Mason is surprised. His voice is both annoyed and a tad worried,"Oh crap... Why did you do tha-" This is cut off by a roar. Anger? Fear? Confusion? She really only has one default reaction to any problem. Meu comes stomping out of the darkness, eyes ablaze with fury. At that moment, Mason's voice cuts throw the air sharply,"DOWN GIRL!" The collar on her neck lights up, with a zapping sound... And of a sudden, she's laying on the ground, out like a light. Mason comes over from out of the darkness, then kicks her arm and rolls his eyes,"Well, crap. Now I have to wait for her to wake up."

Tirzah blinks, seeing the whole event perfectly in the darkness. Both it and her flames dissolve as she forgets Renos and approaches the apparent owner. "You own this brute?" She asks, her voice starting to calm as the giant appears very much incapacitated.

The light comes back on and he adjusts the sack on his shoulder. "I noticed the collar, but didn't know what it did. Sounds like the standard electrical discharge." REnos then winces slightly and rubs his neck, as if he would have felt the shock, but didn't. "Must have hurt like the dickens."

The man looks up at this point, and offers,"Well... Um... I prefer... managing partner, rather than owner." Which is his way of saying, yes he owns her, but doesn't like to use that term. "Actually, it's based on the same technology as a neural mace... Regular electrical discharge doesn't do it. You can run thousands of volts through her, and good luck on making her feel it... Still, I'm not sure if it hurts or not. I've seen her take a pack grigleapers' claws to the face. She just growled when she woke up." The dachsund that was on her shoulder, meanwhile, hops down and begins sniffing the giant. "That collar makes sure she can't hit first."

Tirzah scrutinizes the man carefully, a slight frown forming. "She's your slave?" She asks, her tone getting accusing now as she appears to be defending the hulk that almost played dolly with her. She acknowledges Renos presence again with a sidelong glance to his mention of the collar hurting.

"Ah, I see. Very...um...humane. All I could hear was the discharge. The neural mace is actually calibrated to neural, or nerve, electrical frequencies, to disrupt the...well...suffice to say, it work more like efficient electricity." He then steps back a bit and notices Tirzah looking at him. He just sort of shrugs, like Renos is saying he can't help it.

The man raises an eyebrow at Tirzah,"Told you... I'm her 'managing partner'. Besides... It's not like I have her doing much of anything she doesn't like to do. She LOVES fighting in the arena. And with my help, she hasn't eaten anyone in an awfully long time... And there she goes." Already the giantess is groggily pushing its way up off the ground,"Exactly. But you can imagine the amount of electro it takes, even then, to knock out someone like her." Meanwhile, Meu crawls into a sitting position, picks up the dachsund, and cradles it protectively to her chest,"Big boom." Mason? He answers her a tad like a man might answer a small child,"Yes, Meu. Big boom."

Tirzah glances between the giant and her owner, thinking. "So she's more like your pet? Domesticated, collared, but content." She surmises before stepping closer to the man. "Well sir, if you wish for your pet to continue being lucrative in the arena I suggest you train it in the woes of antagonizing random strangers with growls and prods." She notes pointedly, sounding a bit annoyed at the ultimately pointless expense of energy she made.

Its probably the face, or the ring of skulls around her neck, or something, but there is definitely something unsettling about the large being. Renos then says a bad word utter his breath, his eyes get wide, he jumps back a little bit, and his hand goes to his sword instead of his gun. His eyes are wide, and a little shaky, as he tries to fight the urge to either run or fight.

Meu eyes Tirzah for a moment, then says the longest sentence she's bothered with since she showed her face,"Woman talky too much. I train just fine. No pet. Always with foom-fire, and rar. Noone say please no more." She harrumphs and goes back to coddling her dog. But then? Renos reaches for his sword, and Mason pleads to him,"PLEASE don't do that."

"I would prefer not to." His voice is a bit shaky though. "her appearance is definitely...startling. But it wouldn't be the first time I have fought, and against greater odds. The spaceship was an experience..." He then shakes his head slightly, then glances to Tirzah, then glances back to Meu, and Mason. "Well, she can talk at least. American not her first language?" He then chuckles at tir's words. "Rescue me anyday."

Meu growls under her breath, meanwhile, eyeballing the man's sword, while Mason takes over the narrative, so to speak, trying to explain to the man,"About the only aggressive action that won't drop her like a log is self-defense... And... actually, I'm pretty sure it IS her first language. She speaks something else I can't quite understand... Wasn't even sure it was a language, at first. Anyway, she just doesn't talk WELL." Meu protests heftily,"I talk gud."

Tirzah smirks and takes a reassuring step between Renos and the giant. Knowing she can effectively protect herself from the giant now and that the collar can be effective to her own jitters appear quite sated. "Are you hitting on me?" She asks Renos with a distracting coy grin. "I'm taken you know."

"No, I didn't know. I guess it wouldn't really matter anyway. I have decided to not really try any more. I like myself. Others...well, thats a different story. I have been out of touch, and we weren't ever that close to begin with." Renos says in more of a neutral, almost dead tone. "I can probably drop her. Its not an ordinary sword, and there is my pistol, which accesses my magic. Well, sort of." He then nods to Meu, eyeing her warily.

Meu eyes that sword still... and then starts smacking her lips as if hungry. Still, Mason rubs at his nose at Renos' assertion,"Yes. A lot of people want to. That's why she fights in the arena. If you want to give it a try, you should join the free for all next time she's competing." Meanwhile, she reaches into one of the bags, grabs a handful of what looks like ham bones... and pops them in her mouth. She crunches the bones happily.

Tirzah glares lazily at Renos. "And I could conjure and electric field to fry us all. Doesn't mean I should." She points out. "Or have the benefits of magic for the good of everyone left your scope so soon?" She asks, jabbing at his mentioned ambitions. She seems to consider the idea of a bout in the arena. "Hmm might be worth watching such a match, see where'd I'd fair." She muses aloud.

"Can do that, can protect against that, not really all that impressed. And yes, I don't give a damn about helping anyone else. They either pay for my help, or can go burn." He then looks to Meu. "I fight because I must, not becuase I really want to." He then puts his hand by his side. "Now, if you will excuse me, I must get back to my work."

Meu notes in a conspiratorial... albeit still loud tone to Tirzah,"I bet he not taste very good." She wrinkles her nose at Tirzah, then wonders out loud of her,"We fight now, crazy-fire-lady?"

Tirzah raises her brow at the giant as she draws from her link and focuses. And then Meu will find herself feeling lighter, much lighter as she floats up a few feet into the air. "I'm not crazy giant. I'm a calm reserved person mostly. I'm also Tirzah, a warlock and guide and my elemental skill is not to be trifled with." She warns smiling as the giant floats just out of reach.

Mason ends up cracking up hefitly as Tirzah floats Meu up into the air. And Meu? Meu responds to Tirzah in a very characteristic manner. Looking entirely confused and altogether dumbfounded, she offers a very simple assessment of the situation. "Meu flying." Upon further pondering, she adds yet another observation. "Meu not know how to fly."

Tirzah nods slowly smirking at her handler with the shared joke. "Meu? That your name giant." She inquires simply. "Does meu know how to land?" She asks in addition humorously exploring the giant's ability for comprehension. page no doubt, and probably not so scared of her current height as a normal person would be

Unfortunately, that bit of razor sharp wit is lost on poor Meu. "That Meu's name." How far over her head it is, is definitely shown in the way that she is left scratching her head as she SERIOUSLY consideres Tirzah's question.

Smirking Tirzah slowly retracts her spell lowering Meu to the ground. "I'll let you think that one out Meu." She offers, turning to her handler. "And you, take good care of her. A little too inquisitive and unsettling for her own good she is. Might want to do something to make her more approachable outside of the ring, losing the humanish skulls maybe. Regardless, she's innocent, which I admire, so protect it." She advises firmly.

Meu wrinkles her nose and nods at Tirzah, then sets to mining some primo nosegold while stroking the dachsund with one finger. "Meu... just landed... so... Meu know how to land..." Meanwhile, Mason chuckles,"Feel free to try... I've been working with her for the better part of a couple of years just to get her this far. You know, she used to try to bite my head off... literally, every time I used the restraining collar on her? And I used to have to put her down everytime she heard cheering in the arena. This IS progress."

Tirzah blinks as the handler spills the proverbial beans and stops to gawk at him for a moment. "So you did force this on her. She never wanted this, you just pounded it in that she has no choice until she stopped trying?! You scum! She is a sentient being worthy of respect and understanding, and deserving of her own life and choices. But she knows nothing of that, you drove the possibility from her mind long ago. She has no free will, she has what you allow and what you don't." She tears into him verbally, looking very cross.

Mason, meanwhile, taps the side of his head a little bit. "I think you are, first, underestimating the fact that she tried to eat me the first time we met." Okay. So that's a slight fudge on the truth. "Number two, I have never stopped her from leaving. For some inconceivable reason, it's never occured to her. And it's not like she doesn't get something out of it. Meu... show her what you get out of this... deal." Meu lifts the necklace of skulls of her neck at this point, grins a decidedly unsettling grin, and thrusts it towards Tirzah,"Coalition." She has a decidedly grim sense of satisfaction in her voice. Even Mason takes a reflexive step back. "I don't know what her beef with them is, but... I tell you right now... She's VERY good at making them mind their own business."

Tirzah considers the counter carefully, looking back once more to assess Meu. "Hmph, sounds really odd. I mean what distinguishes you from another slaver if you stop and think about it. I'll let you think about it. Mainly because i can see Meu is a mountain giant, very rare, the warnings I got were to avoid and don't go into the lair. Also very powerful and perhaps more cunning than they let on. I wonder, does that collar really put her out any more or does she just do it out of habit. Something I'm sure you'll never want to test. So free or not I see no reason to make it personal, if she wants out, she'll get out." She warns, her tone icily calm.

Meu looks up from munching her hambones, even letting the dachsund snatch one. Still very unsettling, especially with the blood from the ham bones dripping from her cheek. Of course, looking at her in the right light, she almost looks like a giant baby with food on her face. And then... she smiles a different smile at Mason. One that makes him take a step back. Still, he plays it off,"Please. She's well-trained. Really, I have nothing to fear." Still, for all that, Meu offers one of the ham bones to Tirzah. "Eat, tiny woman." Meanwhile, she slips her necklace back on.

Tirzah looks at the proffered ham bone and doesn't want to be rude to the giant. So she takes the raw meat, drawing fire from within to her hands to sear and cook it to be appropriately edible for her. "Thanks Meu." She manages, finding an honest enough smile as she turns away from her scowl at the slaver. "If you ever get tired of that guy's dominance, come see me why don't you? Maybe i casn find your true potential." She offers casually, oblivious to the handlers proximity as she smirks.

Yes. Mason makes a rude gesture. He IS the sort of pompous ass that would discount another person's magical ability, even when he has none on his own. "She knows which side her bread is buttered on." Meu merely looks up at that point, wondering,"Butter?"

Tirzah smirks, appearing to have a good handle on the situation as she chews a bit of the proffered pork before swallowing. Finding her seat from the nearby eatery she sits back, reclaiming her drink in the mild weathered day. "Oh yeah? Meu Likes to hunt the Coalition hmm? Lots of people fighting the Coalition up north. A coalition buffet. He knows about it, did he tell you? Did he care that you might want in on the action? Tirzah might go up that way at some point for business. Maybe Meu would like to come and beat coalition heads hmm?" She muses for the giant sneering sidewards at the slaver.

Meu smashes her fist hard into the ground (which probably makes it shake a little bit),"COALITION." Mason flinches and tries to placate her,"Now, come on... That's not the deal buddy... You fight in the Arena, I make a few bets... If the coalition attacks, you get to go hog-wild." And Meu's response? Like a giant, angry, petulant child, she smashes her fist into the ground again, demanding,"MORE SKULLS. EAT COALITION WITH TIRZAH." Because she naturally assumes that's what Tirzah does when she goes up north where Coalition are. NOW Mason shoots Tirzah a poisonous glance,"Meu... I don't want to have to put you down..." To which Meu declares,"Then Meu not fight."

Tirzah sternly glares at the slaver. "Hold it buddy. I thought you said she was free to go if she wanted?" She reminds him pointedly as she tears off another bite from the bone. "Or were you not entirely honest with me hmm? And not honest with her either apparently. I think its time you reconsidered your position hmm?" She suggests, her tone teasing as she outmaneuvers him.

Meu chuckles at Tirzah, then offers a little smile at Mason, who is a little red-face by now,"You iz dumber than her." Well... even she understands this elemental fact. So he spits out,"FINE, Meu. If you wanna leave behind everything we worked for... We'll go. And once you've gotten all that coalition killing out of your head, we'll come back and you'll see how silly you've been." She flicks a hambone at the man, which he adroitly dodges. Obviously, it was meant to show her annoyance if it missed so easily. He directs at Tirzah,"You are SOOO footing the bill for cleanup for the horrendous mess she will inevitably make."

Tirzah shrugs, not looking concerned at all about the giant's potential for destruction. Grinning at her achievement she nods to Meu, putting her ham bone down to stand and approach her new associate. "Well Meu. looks like you're a free woman, not that I think he really held you prisoner. He was just convenient until now. And what now I wonder hmm? I'll have to hold up my end of he deal and go find out about any jobs up near Tolkeen. Easy enough I'm sure though. Where has he been keeping you till now though? You wont fit in my apartment.." She notes, trying to think of a suitable place to house a giant. "And also I guess we can take that collar off you. I think you're smarter than he gave you credit for. How about this deal Meu, you see something or someone that gets you curious you bring it to my attention? That way if they over react i can step in and explain, no more putting down at all." She proposes moving to get a closer look at the collar.

Meu grins even wider now, and leans forward towards Tirzah, as if eager to have the collar off. And why not? Who wouldn't be? But Mason interrupts, meanwhile, with a slender upraised finger,"Actually... The Kingsdale PD made it quite clear... They see her without that on, they will put her down HARD. And permanently." Meu makes a grumpusing face. "She has her own place in the Dregs, actually. An old converted semi-trailer. Her winnings have been paying for it. And her food. You have any idea how much she eats? When we investigated her cave, we found a half-eaten dead bear. A BEAR, for crying out loud." And now? Now Meu is picking her teeth with a small (well, in her hands it's small) knife.

Tirzah snickers at the slaver. "Oh I bet she eats a lot." She agrees. "Yes I can see KDPD being like that, had a similar talk about elementals once. We can work around it though right Meu?" She asks, though confident of the answer as she turns back to the slaver. "Give me the controller then." She demands shortly, her look at the slaver firm.

Mason chuckles quietly, now. "It's voice-activated, and I'll happily tune it to you in case you need to put her down. But I'll need a substantial monetary investment to just turn over the controller on its own. Never mind how valuable she is as a business partner, that collar alone is a significantly valuable piece of tech itself. Some of the parts are near impossible to get ahold of." Meu, meanwhile, looks up from picking her teeth, and wonders,"Time smash now?"

Tirzah snickers shaking her head at the slow witted slaver. "Actually you're going to do it for free. You're going to do it for free because so long as it your voice that's in control of that collar its you who the KDPD will hold ultimately responsible. And you simply wont be able to afford that bill without her fighting for you. So you're going to attune it to my voice, and its my bill and my problem." She carefully explains to him as if she were correcting a misguided youth. Sidewards grins of mirth to Meu all along.

Mason taps the side of something that looks suspiciously like a universal remote, then mutters something into the mic of the device. That done, he tucks the remote away,"I keep this. It recognizes the authority of me. You. And the KDPD. Noone else. And I can alter that at any time." Meanwhile, Meu has finished picking her teeth and goes back to mining nosegold.

Tirzah nods, accepting that for now. "I guess that will do. Lets see, housing is taken care of. the collar is moot for now, sorry Meu. I will talk to some influential people and see if we can get you a better reputation than what this ruffian has aimed for. I mean if you treat her like an animal, she'll act like one. Maybe if you treat her like a person.." She trails off smirking at Meu. "So that leaves food. You know Meu, if we clean you up a bit maybe you can help me at work. Would you like to see new places? Fight new monsters and try new foods?" She asks the giant as she returns to her seat at the eatery with its roasted hambone.

Mason throws his hands up, snags a passing boy by the shoulder, and presses a gold into his hand, then points at Meu,"You and your friends want to make some money? Carry that for me. More if you don't steal anything." Then he stomps off, Leaving Meu alone with Tirzah. Her only question,"Eat monsters, too?"

Tirzah shrugs, not seeing any problem with that. "By all means if you want, but I cant garantee the taste." She notes with a wink before taking a moment to finish off her hambone. Looking back at Meu she considers some more things. "Did you enjoy fighting in the arena Meu?" Tirzah asks with interest. "Because you can continue to if you want." She points out for the giant.

Meu beings picking up what's left of the ham bones, and begins... squishing thm together. "Me like fight. Fight, fight, fight. SMASH. Smash in Arena. Big Juicies all full of juicieness. Make juicey sounds when squish. 'Specially when I hit with stick." This stick being the giant tank turret she uses as a club. The one stuck under that big club of hers.

Tirzah grins at Meu. "Well then my friend Meu you can keep fighting in the Arena. Maybe I can even find a way to help you fight better. There's all kinds of possibilities open to us now." She notes with a charming smile that may be lost on the giant but is sincere none the less.

Meu continues to squish the meat together until she has a nice meaty ball of... meat together. Then, after a long moment, she stuffs it in her mouth. Lost on her indeed. She turns, then, and demands of Tirzah,"Me bored. Want do something. Go fight now?"

Rebekkah rubs her eyes as she comes out of the Nut & Bolt and shuffles along tiredly towards whatever place she calls home. The dark rings under her eyes speak of the double shift she's just pulled, but a pocket full of credits goes a long way to making it all seem worth it. The mercenary life is glamorous and all, but the 'normal' job pays the rent. So she's sleepy, yawning, blinking in the harsh sunlight after spending so much time in the dark subterranean bowels of the club, so she can be excused for not immediately noticing the giant person-thing crouched over Tirzah.

Tirzah looks to Meu and nods. "Well I'm not sure if there's a match today but we should go there and get a schedule. But even if there's not we can head out into the woods and maybe find a dinosaur for you to wrestle." She supposes as she collects her magazine and rises to head west with the giant towards the Arena. Perhaps that is even the direction Bek is blearily taking.

Meu reaches out, meanwhile, as if to pick Tirzah up. "Me carry. You walk, it take forever." Yes... when your legs are as long as most people are tall, one can suppose it takes a while to walk much of anywhere at a normal person's speed. "Me eat dinosaur once. Not bad. Stick in teeth." She makes a face.

As fate would have it that is the direction Bek turns towards on her somnambulant walk home, though not out of any desire to see Meu wrestle a dinosaur. A horn blares as a brightly-painted jeep nearly hits her crossing the street, and the girl jumps back to the curb and snaps her head up with as much awareness as she can muster. It's then that she sees the giant and she's left standing there, staring. Rudely.

Tirzah nods trying to suppress her instinct to flee or burn as the giant easily picks her up. "Careful Meu. I'm much more delicate than you." She notes kindly feeling a bit unsure of the arrangement for a moment. The honk Catches her attention as she tries to settle herself with being carried. looking down she spots the Jeep and the staring Bek. "Hi Bek." She greets her friend with a wave.

Meu reaches out, as if to snap up the jeep... but it's too fast for her. Really, she just wanted to look at it! As one can imagine, it takes off even faster. "Too fast." She plops Tirzah down on one of her shoulders (it's a nice broad seat) and then sets the dachsund in the woman's lap. She eyes the staring woman, meanwhile, and reaches out a large, meaty paw... to try to poke her with one giant finger. "I think she broken."

Rebekkah holds her hands up in front of her in a warding gesture and scoots back a step or two to get out of the way of that paw. The whole juxtaposition of Tirzah on Meu's shoulder with a little dog in her lap is too much for poor Bek to process in her current state. "Wha...? You're not Maxy?" She blinks, moving her alarmingly azure gaze to Tirzah. "This isn't Maxy, what are you doing up there?"

Settled and suddenly carrying a dachsund in her lap Tirzah smiles and scratches behind the puppy's ears. Though at the reach for the jeep she gives a firm tug on Meu's ear to distract her. "What would you do with a jeep silly?" She asks the giant before the turn to Bek and she shrugs helplessly. "No this is my new friend Meu. She kinda insisted she carry me to the arena." She explains with a smirk. Then with the extended finger again she gives another tug on Meu's ear. "Dont actually touch anyone who isn't aggressive without permission kay Meu?" She suggests patiently.

Meu wrinkles her nose as her ear is tugged. "I take it apart. Eat it. Like that." She still wrinkles her nose in displeasure though. "You bossy, lady. We kill Coalition now?" Very short attention-span. "Lady weird. I poke her more?"

"No you can't poke me. Have you seen Sage yet? And whose dog is that?" Bek's thoughts rattle out of her like slivers from a railgun and she doesn't have the energy to really indicate who each sentence is meant for. "How do you keep getting giant friends and why are you so big anyway?"

Tirzah stops herself from tugging any more as the ears seem to be sensitive to Meu. "Ok Meu, how might it get your attention without being like that slaver? We have to work together if this is going to work." She notes as the complications arise. "Well get to the arena and see if theres a fight as soon as we finish talking with Bek. She might know about any jobs where we can fight Coalition." Tirzah hints, using her cunning to keep a step ahead of the giant. Looking back down to Bek her brow raises. "Sage went to you?" She asks, finding this revelation a bit discomforting.

Meu answers Tirzah rather stereotypically,"I do what I want?" Because what else would her answer to such a problem be? Still, she doesn't stomp off at the very least. "We punch-punch coalitions when done? Who Sage? Sage plant? Put sage inside pig once. Eat pig. Eat sage too. Make lots of poo." And that's what happens when mountain giants share.

Rebekkah shakes her head rapidly from side to side, her long ponytail dancing against her back as she does. "No, she didn't go to me, I ran into her while I was... running." The words taste funny on the girl's lips and she pauses to scrape the residue off her tongue. A blink, another shake of her head. "Asked how you were, you know? Anyway." She rolls her shoulders in a shrug but can't muster up enough energy to give it more than a token effort. "Talk to Leonard, he's planning something for the Deadboys. I'm not sure if I'm supposed to go inviting people, actually, but... scrap it, right? I'm really tired, by the way."

Tirzah smirks , finding her faith in Bek well founded. "Ok. I did talk to Sage, she was a little overwhelmed by the dark me. So I tugged her along and fed some refugees and showed one how to make something to sell in the market in the process." She explains quickly to reassure Bek. "But we better go before Meu here gets any more antzy." She points out before turning back to Meu. "See my friend, now she might not have told us that if you poked her." She chides lightly. "Now on to the arena!" She encourages, tally ho.

Meu meanwhile reaches out for Bekkah, this time, apparently to give HER a ride on the shoulder as well. "Too many talk-words. Tirzah make things complicated." Regardless of whether Bekkah comes along quietly, she's soon off towards the Arena, looking excited, for once,"Me SMASH Deadboys. Bites off their heads. Beat them down with their brothers. Grind them to paste..." She continues to list all the ways she plans to hurt the Coalition soldiers.

Tired though she is, Bek's sense of self-preservation isn't so easily exhausted. She doesn't ride anything ten feet tall unless it's made of high-tech composite alloys and has a padded Bek-shaped compartment in the middle. "Nnnng," she groans as she scoots back from Meu's paw again. "I'm going to -bed-! The meat head wannabe army mercenaries call it 'rack time', did you know that?" She looks down at her body, presses her hands to her breasts and sighs in confusion. "I don't get it. Do they sleep on someone's chest?"