"But he has da beeg red suit" Duckling announces.
"Yes but... Yeah no you're a liability Hank, sorry, but you are a smoothtalker, you could be nice to speak to this guy, better than... Achilles would."
Achilles doesn't look up and continues playing his guitar
"Wait, I thought Dydact was the government." Hank says.
The man in the tuxedo speaks. "This is highly unorthodox, people came to visit us?"
"We're looking for President Plantagenet." Achilles says.
The man in the tuxedo walks over to Achilles "I am President Plantagenet. This is my cabinet, see Rouge, the red man, Neetly, the skeleton, and Yonder, the ant- Sorry, Formicidae."
President Plantagenet looks at Neetly, Neetly goes diving into the file cabinets, searching through as much as he can as quickly as he can. It takes about 5 minutes, but Neetly pulls out a file "Ah-hah! The Requiem MkIII! Supposedly destroyed personally by Gordon Wayne's heir, but if it's still is up there... Well, if the Requiem MkIII is all we can offer, we'll offer the shit out of it! Right sir?"
"Of course, Neetly." President Plantagenet says. "Give us President Ostriches' contact information and we can help anytime."
"WoAH!" Phil yells running over to the sentry gun, he uses his flashlight to illuminate the area, and finds nothing. He looks down at the sentry gun on the road. "Must be faulty..."
Hank pipes up. "I dunno, my radar is picking up something... Achilles, get out here, and Plantagenet, thank you for having us, but you're going to want to move locations, stay in touch."
Achilles walks out, and slams the door. "Alrightm who wants the taste of an Achilles heel."
"You must realized how not cool that actually sounds right?" Hank asks.
"When you're staring a guitar gun down it's very intimidating. I learnt it from my father, he did it to me all the time. Fun times." Achilles responds.
Medieval style body armor, without a face plate, a metal mohawk on the helmet, and a large feather cape.
Hank crawls out of his suit and looks at the pile of General Cavum. "Yeah I guess it was, c'mon, let's get outa here-" Hank is interrupted by the pile of General Cavum reaching for their greatsword, and once grabbed, the pile pulls itself back into their humanoid form. "Get back here you little still-living shits."
Hank looks at Phil, Phil looks at Hank. "That was my only wrench, so." Phil picks up Hank and starts running, Achilles follows suit, trying to activate his guitar
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