Darcy Hugh
The priest bit his nail and frowned.
"I see..." He murmured. For a second, he seemed cold, perhaps disgusted by the situation. Then, he took a deep breath and gave a good slap on Shiroe's back. He grinned, but at the same time he looked more solemn than before, as if he made up his mind.
"Then I can't possibly let this slide, I've made up my mind. I'll help in any way I can. Now listen, I may have a plan, but it's risky. No matter how you look at it, Mitsuba was right. This is crazy, suicidal and dangeorous. If this dragon is indeed as powerful as they say, it won't just be our life at stake. He will look for us, there will be men looking for a bounty at every street corner. You probably have an idea of how it works. We may have to hide for an indefinite amount of time, and it's not like there's much in the immigration choice department. If we fuck up, we're fucked so pay attention."
The priest circled around the japanese man like a vulpture, explaining his plan in detail while walking around.
"If that dragon has any kind of guards looming around, we may be able to knock em down and use a disguise to slip through. It probably won't fool anyone up close, but there are ways to imitate someone. As long as we don't draw attention, as long as I don't draw attention... I should be able to find my way through the dragon's lair. If we can find a way to keep in touch, you can get a good enough of an idea to infiltrate. If anything, we can exchange our costumes once I am done. While you go look for her, I'll try to distract the others long enough to buy you time. However, if they get me, if I do fuck up, just go. Don't bother try to play hero on me or some shit, or I'll shoot you."
Then, the priest paused. He looked at the man curiously and smiled.
"Actually, if you were intending to go face a bloody fire breathing monster like that, you probably have a few tricks up your sleeve. What can you do? And it better not be something stupid like shoot a gun or I'll punch you!"
