Ugh! Ugh! "[color=#cd7f32]Uh-huh." She drawled. "[color=#cd7f32]Don't you think that if I had come here meaning to, I don't know, wreak havoc, sow destruction, split your babies open across their soft bellies and slurp up the insides, so on and so forth," Radeken paused there smugly so that they could drink in that visual before continuing, "[color=#cd7f32]I'd come with a better story?" She wouldn't, probably, but that wasn't the point. Spilling the beans, Radeken supposed, would get this over with quicker than trying to talk Red Riding Hood and Bozo around in circles. Though she wasn't usually one for strong emotion, meeting a hang-up when she had anticipated easy access always prompted a brief flare of all-consuming rage. Fortunately, that sort of thing died quickly. At the end of the day, if they rejected her, she could just find somewhere else to freeload. There was no shortage of suckers in the world.
"[color=#cd7f32]Fine. I'm from here. I suppose it would've been more suitable to say hello, I'm Radeken, I'm back but I figured that wouldn't mean anything to any of you, so I nixed it. Safe enough?" She was standing now, ready to either be let in or booted. It occurred to her that providing her pendant as proof might actually expedite this process in an enormous way and so it was promptly dug out of her bulging bag, all thoughts of swindling abandoned. If she wanted a new one so badly, she could just steal it. The eye swung from her jaws as she pulled it free, bottles shifting in the process. She had considered trading it for things numerous times, or just finding some place to abandon it, but it was just too damn nifty. "[color=#cd7f32]Are you all still doing these, even?" She asked, letting it drop to the ground. Radeken supposed she couldn't blame them if they weren't. She never was one for tradition, but she could really get behind free things, or else she probably wouldn't've opted to partake.
"[color=#cd7f32]Fine. I'm from here. I suppose it would've been more suitable to say hello, I'm Radeken, I'm back but I figured that wouldn't mean anything to any of you, so I nixed it. Safe enough?" She was standing now, ready to either be let in or booted. It occurred to her that providing her pendant as proof might actually expedite this process in an enormous way and so it was promptly dug out of her bulging bag, all thoughts of swindling abandoned. If she wanted a new one so badly, she could just steal it. The eye swung from her jaws as she pulled it free, bottles shifting in the process. She had considered trading it for things numerous times, or just finding some place to abandon it, but it was just too damn nifty. "[color=#cd7f32]Are you all still doing these, even?" She asked, letting it drop to the ground. Radeken supposed she couldn't blame them if they weren't. She never was one for tradition, but she could really get behind free things, or else she probably wouldn't've opted to partake.