One Misunderstanding Deserves Another

"Wait we do not need to fight here." I believe I said a fight broke out, what I should have said was an argument because that's what happened. For once it wasn't me trying to claim we didn't have to throw down, though seeing as Valerie's idea of fighting was to cower behind one of the tables I really should have just put my hands up to start (yes I have magic but I've also been arrested within recent memory for killing a dude with it!)

"Sure fighting where the dead are seems like a little to on the nose." Besides died in a morgue seems ironic, or at the very least weird.

"Who are you, and who is your friend?" Valerie stayed down because she was smarter than I gave her credit for.

"Trezlan Lorentino, this is Valerie a local witch I hired to help me." At the mention of witch she shot up.

"I am not a witch despite what Lorentino would tell you, because he has to explain everything in the old fashioned terms he's accustomed to."

"That hurts Valerie."

"Lorentino, ahh we were informed of your presence, I apologize for our rudeness." The leader pajama person withdrew her mask and her compatriots did the same.

"And you are?"

"Members of the same group Mr. Chance was until his untimely death, we were here to claim the body." Another cult of warriors? I swear they spring up all over the world.

"Chance? Well I guess his luck ran out." I almost expected a laugh from someone, but no one gave me even a courtesy chuckle!

"Where is the body?" The leader seemed a little put upon by my presence.

"Funny story about that." And it was kind of a funny story and we all got a big laugh out of it, right after we almost killed each other again. I tell you no one reacts well to a liquified body.