Peepers: [stayed close with Hater along with a few other Watchdog members while the rest fan out to search for Wander]
Hater: We're looking for Wanda first, aren't we?
Peepers: All the same. Tht furball is prolly kept close to tht bitch. We find him, we find her as well
Hater: (nod) Gotcha.
[the troop continued to scour the ship stealth mode to find their target]
Hater: (also looking around with Peepers) Where would he be...?
Peepers: Probably somewhere where she can make him an example, some place where she doesn't mind hurting him in public...
Hater: Right.
Peepers: Throne room. A person as egotistical as her would not hesitate to hv a throne room. She n Wander might be there
Hater: let's go, then. (nod)
[the gang made their way to the throne room, following some servants who look like they were bringing some stuff for Wanda]
Hater: (looking around to find Wander)
Peepers: [sees the servants approaching a big door tht looks like the throne room being guarded by security guards, n they were approaching a long line towards the door, slowly entering as they were summoned bit by bit] We need to blend in, sir
Hater: (nod) Yes.
Peepers: We'll need some servants outfits for that. Let's go look ard, then join in the line with them
Hater: (looks) ...there's some there.
Peepers: [sees it too] But they only fit us, sir, there's no size for u [gesturing at the small sizes of the servants outfits]
Hater: Grop. Then what?
Peepers: [looks abt, then sees a different security walk past] I got this [creeps towards the security behind him, whack him on the back of the head, knocking him out, then he n the other Watchdogs dragged him to a dark corner] His outfit should fit u, sir
Hater: :) Great.
[the gang changed into their outfits n slowly joined in the line to the throne room]
Hater: (in low voice) Just blend in, best as you can...
Peepers: [in a low voice] Yes, sir... [followed as the line moved bit by bit]
Hater: (does the same)
[10 mins later, it was finally their turn]
Security: Halt, wat business u hv with the Lady Wanda?
Peepers: Umm...
Hater: To check on her prisoner...? ^^;;
Security: Lady Wanda specifically ordered that the prisoner be her responsibility n no one touches him [getting suspicious]
Peepers: W-Well, she needs to keep him alive, doesn't she? So that she can keep him longer? We're the, uh, medical team
Hater: (nod) Yeah.
Security: If ur medic, where's ur equipment?
Hater: Um...well... ^^;;
Peepers: Umm, inside with the other medics, we're backup
Hater: What he says.
Security: [eyes at them suspiciously for a full minute before opening the door] Fine, it's ur funeral anyways
Peepers: Thanks [enters the throne room]
Hater: (also enters)
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