Ah, this was how it was meant to be. The boys (and Douwe) were back, escorting their precious little cargo, things had settled in quietly, and no explosions or massacres had occurred. Yet, anyhow. The guild was now plus two cute little girls with strange powers, one big-boobed woman who could talk to people's brains, and their pretty and eye-patched, spunky and blue-haired, and tall and hella good looking bodyguards. Unfortunately it was also minus some damn important assassins, particularly miss Cassandra. Thus Shiva was much grumpier than usual and there was an air of loss resounding with the returning group. It was a bit of a bittersweet homecoming, though Lu was doing her best to up the sweet content just a bit.

Her first task was locating a certain assassin who'd had a birthday away from the guild. She'd distributed goodies and booze to attempt to keep spirits up, but his case was special. She'd promised him a gift and she intended to deliver!

More than likely he'd have collapsed in bed and was trying to catch up on the sleep he'd been deprived of in the trip to and from Arunafeltz. Poor thing would need his rest, she wouldn't keep him long.

She tapped gently on the door to Rick's room. "Rick darlin'? You awake?"