[Hildibrand Manderville was not a man who dwelt on the logistics of a moment, only that heroism and the Manderville way had triumphed in the end. As he prepared to leave with his constant companion Nashu, he sniffed the air.]
What's this? The scent of a case, wafting in from a world beyond? My senses tingle me, it smells like... gunpowder?
[Looking down, Nashu blinked for a moment as a pile of lit bombs were beneath him. His face contoured into a comical expression as he was summarily launched through the portal in a massive explosion.]
OI! INSPECTOR, wait for meeeee!
Eorzea: The Wall
Hildibrand Manderville was none too surprised at the stonewalling that the Flame General was producing for them. A literal wall, some were even calling it Raubahn Savage for some unknown joke. He tapped his foot as he and Nashu stood patiently in queue, as the Flame General stood there, arm folded in waiting as person after person stepped forward.
He yawned deeply, stretching out. "Truly this is quite the queue, my dear companion. And yet, I feel slightly less agitated than the Eorzeans behind me."
Looking behind them, a literal malms long queue stretched out behind him, Nashu, and the entirety of the Adventurer Populace. Hildibrand could even see a few familiar faces in the queue.
"It's not all that bad inspector," replied Nashu cheerfully. "Look at the queue for Pipin Extreme!"
That queue, mind you, stretched PAST their line well back into the Ordens.
OTA
What's this? The scent of a case, wafting in from a world beyond? My senses tingle me, it smells like... gunpowder?
[Looking down, Nashu blinked for a moment as a pile of lit bombs were beneath him. His face contoured into a comical expression as he was summarily launched through the portal in a massive explosion.]
OI! INSPECTOR, wait for meeeee!
Eorzea: The Wall
Hildibrand Manderville was none too surprised at the stonewalling that the Flame General was producing for them. A literal wall, some were even calling it Raubahn Savage for some unknown joke. He tapped his foot as he and Nashu stood patiently in queue, as the Flame General stood there, arm folded in waiting as person after person stepped forward.
He yawned deeply, stretching out. "Truly this is quite the queue, my dear companion. And yet, I feel slightly less agitated than the Eorzeans behind me."
Looking behind them, a literal malms long queue stretched out behind him, Nashu, and the entirety of the Adventurer Populace. Hildibrand could even see a few familiar faces in the queue.
"It's not all that bad inspector," replied Nashu cheerfully. "Look at the queue for Pipin Extreme!"
That queue, mind you, stretched PAST their line well back into the Ordens.
(ooc: replies can come from Hildi or Nashu)