Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20171129225829/@comment-26892768-20171204012511

Eliza drives by the fight with the odd buzzsaw robot.

"Uh..." Albums looks on nervously.

"It's not attacking us, and those heroes can handle it. Horace, keep-"

That's when two figures are spontaneously dumped from a portal onto Eliza's limo, which naturally does not do it any good. The limo screeches to a halt as the passengers get out and look at the two newcomers.

One of them is a young man with black hair - which oddly seems to have part of it sticking up at the moment - wearing a tan-colored jacket. The other is a young man with brown hair, with more noticeable muscle definition and a black and white jacket with a tiger head and bird of prey on the front.

"Ow...what the hell was that?" The brown-haired man rubs his head, a small mechanical dragon flying out from underneath him.