De Camino et Virtus Bellorum

"I repeat: what the bloody FREAKING hell is tha' and how does it speak English?"

The little creature chuckled as it saw Stan freak out.

"Name Stitch." The alien, Stitch, said as he stretched.

"Great." 

Arendellan firemen were arriving, as is rather likely given the fact that the gatehouse was currently smashed and partially on fire.

"Well i hope this won't hinder negotiations."

"If negotiations goes smoothly it will be the strangest thing all day" Bjorn says

"Negotiations? What they?" Stitch asked as his spines and intenea retracted into his body. "Are negotiations fun?"

"Assuming we even get to negotiations."

"Good point"

"What he say?" Stitch asked as he points at Bjorn. "He speak funny but make no sense."

"You are a freeky ass weirdo you know that?" Bjorn says knowing stitch had no idea what he was saying

Barbossa, keeping quiet while this was happening, steps forward.

"I suppose if nobody else is going to ask, I will," he starts, "What exactly is a strange blue beastie like you doing here?"

"Oh he was just in the area looking for a lovely place for a summer hom-What the f@#$ do you think he's here for? He fell out of the sky"

"Got into fire fight, won. Lost control, crash. Me meet you, laugh a bit." Stitch says as he shrugged. "Life of Stitch."

"How did you survive the crash, that should have killed anyone."

"Stitch made to indestructible." Stitch boasted proudly before looking at Herc. "You going to put away gun? Or just stand around like idiot?"

Several Arendellan guardsmen had approached in the meantime, rifles pointed alternately at Stitch and the ragtag group in front of him. A few of them were talking back and forth in rapid-fire Norwegian - Merlin, Bjorn and Herc could overhear some of their speech and it seemed like they weren't quite sure what to do.

Bjorn tried to calm the crowd down "Calm down people. Right now shooting won't do any good"

One of the Arendellans approached the group. "If you're here to see Her Majesty, you'd best clear out. Nobody's going to get into the castle until we're through here."

"Well then you better not shoot anyone when you go through"

"Right. You should probably be off." The officer wasn't antagonistic, but he was firm - they should probably do what he said, anyway.

Herc turned to the group. "There's no way we're getting in there right now, what with the blue... thing crashing and all. We should lay low for a few days. " Herc tells them.

"Why not"

"So...back to th'airship?" Stan asked, looking to Herc.

"Again I say why not"

"Airship? You have air travel machines here?" Stitch asked as if impressed.