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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2015 3:02 pm
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Having been quiet their entire trip back to the bridge of the ship, Mattie kept her eyes alert for any other mercs that may have been elsewhere during their excursion. She had not wanted to interrupt Minty's explanation of what supposedly had happened to the grease-monkey, storing away the little gem of information away for later.
As they neared the goal, she grew a little braver, lopsided grin forming once again across her face. Running up to the door, she waved eagerly for the other two to catch up. As Ann opened the door though, her smile grew into an expression of abject horror. A mass of glowing blue suddenly shot from inside the room, striking the mysterious woman. Rushing over to her, Mattie crouched down to where she fell, frantically asking her if she was okay. She glanced back over to the now ajar door, and blinked in confusion before scrunching her face into an angry grimace.
"'EY! BLUE BOY! WHAT THE HECK DO YA THINK YOU'RE DOIN?!" she shrieked, fury welling up in her eyes. They had done all of this...all the plans, all the tracking, just for some shiny punk to start wailin' on them?! The young 'detective' began rolling up her sleeves just in case anything else was going to get flung at them.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2015 3:47 pm
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Minty laughed when she saw 'Ann's' ring.
"Old friends, huh?" The blonde chuckled, "Is that what they call it back where your from."
"Well Lyth, seems someone's finally showed up that can fix our mechanic's broken heart. And here you are like the monster in a fairy tale." Minty shook her head, " What kind of outcome you could possibly hope for here."
"Big picture thinking, the only thing your current course of action is going to lead to is a fight a mercenary, two magic users, and an incredibly motivated 'old friend' you might survive, and even if you do, Arron's body is still injured. AND on top of that crap shoot, if Arron ever finds out he hurt Ann, how long do you think you can maintain control? Do you think Arron would ever forgive you? Do you think he'd ever forgive himself? We both know the mechanic runs toward the melancholy side of the spectrum, I would bet my apartment that THAT particular nugget of information would have him right up against suicidal. Maybe you get lucky, maybe you get full control, but maybe your shared body gets to share a grave as well as a wardrobe. So tell me, because I really am curious. What are you hoping to accomplish here?"
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