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"That's why I used the word "fib", instead of a stronger word." she said, smiling sweetly, "I do really appreciate the loyalty."

She twirled in place, waiting for Skrat's reply.

Skrat stared at the newcomer Reiku with a blank expression. "Good evening, brother," he stated with somewhat of a tone of aggrivation. He glanced over at Silver, smirking slightly. He then turned his head toward the direction of Thaliat and her new followers. He chuckled.
Skrat then floated toward Reiku. "I'm in search of your...assistance, one might say." Skrat sighed slightly, and looked at the ground for a second. He then slowly lifted his head back up, examining Rei's every detail from her feet to her face. "It seems I haven't enough members to take on UndaCorp without losing some lives. Without three our four more allies, I'll lose by twenty percent." He turned his head toward the front door. The rain was coming down harder now. Lightning flashed outside of the door every five or six seconds. The wind had also picked up. "You have about five minutes to think about assisting me, and aiding me in my war. After this is over, it will just be down to us anyway."
Skrat began to drift toward the front door of the gathering place. "Though, I see an issue," He directed the statement to Rei. "What are you going to about your followers on different sides?" He chuckled quietly to himself, hoping to not be heard by anyone around him.

Whispy looks over at slim and celes almost in a joking matter...she snickers a bit...

"Were about to have a rodent problem...."

"I think I'll go nuts if I have to fight either Slim or Celes." A rather nervous expression wriggled its way onto Silver's face. Eventually she would have to, but if she could avoid it, she would.

Moment's after Lady Slim and Belle were finished preparing for battle, Xanatos reappears at his mistress's side, body ablaze, but the fire unaffecting his clothes or his pet grunny that sat upon his shoulder, red eyes flashing in anticipation. Behind came the blue-ish aura spirit summoned form of his Spirit Falcon, the intangible feathers untouched by his fire. "There is to be a battle?" he inquired, his arm being engulfed as the flames raged and coalesced into a fireball...

Skrat glanced around at the newcomer, Celes. "Good evening, ma'am." He nodded his head in her general direction. He then turned back to Reiku. "Well, good sir. I'm glad to hear you've accepted my propisition." He snapped his fingers, and the six/eight (I don't remember which) remaining squirrels quickly scampered to his side.
"I think some quick training should be in order."

Thaliat pokes her head out from the next room, grinning from ear to ear.

"Did you know we have lighters and vodka in here? I trained one of the squirrels to belch fire!" Thaliat pauses for a moment and looks very serious. "The armor fits well, and I am pleased with the squirrel sized weapon selection. With a bit more training, these little guys will put the Green Berets to shame!"

Thaliat hears some chattering and disappears back in to the room.

"No! Don't drink it...you're supposed to...uh oh. No, you don't want to... Crud. OK, everyone back away from the flaming table while I get the fire extinguisher!"

As the door closes again, the sound of spraying foam almost masks Thaliat's advice to the squirrels.

"That's what we want to do to the enemy's head quarters..."