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"Alright, LOTUS, you raise a fair point, but still, calm your tits. Me happening to question the new person at the same time as some person I barely know isn't a cabal. I've had my fair share of human idiots too. Presumably if she WAS, in fact, some Terminator wannabe, it wouldn't exactly just be me and Rory here fighting her, unless you're saying you'd flat out ditch us to fight a hypothetical killer robot on our own. In any case, I got no problem with robots, but I do have a problem with being shot. Wasn't exactly in the job description. Then again, going here wasn't exactly on my job descri -
"Why the hell would I be worried about you? One, I know you, two, you're literally the size of my palm either way. Also, in case you haven't noticed, because apparently you've been stuck in her pocket for the entire time we've been here, where apparently shooting each other is a hobby, we've been attacked by fairies, the local plants, more fairies, a witch possessed by an eldritch monster from Lovecraft's wet dreams or something and more fairies, and we're currently in front of a mansion with two bloodthirsty vampires that may or may not have escaped from which said robot chick just came from,
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Empi looks....fairly confused. Names were being thrown around, none of them she knew. Except Reimu. Reimu sounded like that chick who worked in Troubleshooting; pretty hot, but was a cheapskate who only ate cheap ramen and lived in an unheated apartment because radiators were expensive and looked like she never got any sleep because of the damn repo gremlins. Probably not the same Reimu."Uh, can we have a LITTLE bit of context as to what's going on here? Who's this Flandre chick, what's a Remilia and.....why should we be worried if whoever Flandre is gets out? The redhead's face here looked
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Empi looks over at the robot girl, examining them with curiosity and a little bit of suspicion. After all, even the damn flora here was dangerous, and Empi was already a little bit on the twitchy side."So you're basically a Terminator with a medkit. Boy, are YOU in for a ride in this circus. Sure, why not, come along. One extra body between me and the bastard kids of Cthulhu and some emo kid's idea of fun sounds better than nothing. However, we gotta check; one, are you from around here, and two, how the hell are we meant to trust you're on the side of the angels and not, say, an actual Termin
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Gabriel looks fairly concerned for Perlita, but this isn't the time to panic, not when there were other people around who were far worse hurt than her and there was something that needed bringing down. Besides, there's nothing he can realistically do to help her at this moment except help bring down the threat faster, as much as he'd like to start beating the crap out of the thing for even trying to touch Perlita. After all, she was his friend, and he wasn't about to let that go unavenged. Luckily, one had a few options to bring down monsters when one's powers
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Lenore sighs. She figured Kane would say something like that. She liked his determination; it was one of the traits that made her think he'd be a decent boss, but all the same.... "I figured you'd say something like that. Like I said....in my line of work, I prefer to know what I'm targeting and what I'll get out of it. There's conning some gullible archbishop into thinking he's just scored himself a pretty trophy wife, and there's robbing some of the biggest fortresses on the continent to summon gods that I'm pretty sure either don't actually exist or died a long time ago. I'm
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Lenore, remaining masked, mulls over these new pieces of information. "Well....I've always wanted a hand at stealing stuff like that. I've heard about these things before; chatter on the streets, you know how it is, but I always thought they were rumours, or ceremonial artifacts that were just worth a ton of money, enough to leave us set for life if we nabbed even one of them. Even if they're real, what are the odds that chasing down these relics is just a wild goose chase, huh? In my line of work, I prefer to know what I'm getting into and what I'll be getting out of it and there's no
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Empi lifts an eyebrow at Rory. Empi was going to move to check what was going in the lake, but given that Isobel had already made to do so, she refrains for the moment. If Isobel ended up getting screwed up by something, Empi wasn't exactly equipped for lifeguard duty. "If this place actually had standards about not blasting kids with magic bullets, I'd be surprised, considering what our local gumshoe thinks is an acceptable way to go ask someone out. Also....what the helld o you mean 'die' all the time?"
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"How do you mean...right? As in, the right thing to do? Surely there's a few....short-term goals you got."
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"Really? No reason at all? I doubt that. Everyone's got a reason for doing things, even if they're not quite sure what it is yet."
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"You want an honest reason? Well, I'll give you two. One, I got sick of watching scumbags up in their ivory towers, hogging all the wealth and thinking they could do what they wanted to us in Perus while the rest of us had to go live off their scraps like dogs. So, I.....balanced the scales, so to speak. Took from the scumbags, humiliated them and gave their gains to the poor. With a little finders' fee, of course; a girl's gotta eat too." "Two, because I'm good at it."
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"You'll get there. Some guys, they fake it 'till they make it. Others, they find the one thing they know how to do, and they do that, and everything else they do is defined in relation to it. Point is, it's hard to get that ball rolling, but once you roll it, you can't stop it."
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"Well, of course I've got experience. Phoenix didn't hire me just for my good looks, Ficus. It's why I thought you could handle protecting the boss; Phoenix is a little too idealistic for my tastes sometimes, but he knows how to pick 'em. If he picked you, he saw something he could make use of." "As for those stories? One of the tricks in my toolbox is....confidence, really. You can be the most experienced thief in the world and have all the best tools and a merry band of rogues, but if you choke before you get your hands on a take and panic, they'll have your hands in irons before the day's o
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"No, it's for your imaginary friend Count Olaf Gundersson. Yes, of course it's for you, Ficus. Do you see anyone else here?" "And yeah, I feel you. I wasn't exactly cut out for royal intrigue either. Most intrigue I ever got into was that time I bluffed a cardinal into thinking I was this hot wife of a count he wanted to sleep with." "Stupid idea. I got too careless. Young, foolish, too many mistakes were made." "But, well, no point letting you wander around like a lost puppy."
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"Hey, Ficus. Perk up. Seems like you're the only person I haven't checked up on somehow yet." Shin gets his arm lightly elbowed by Lenore, a loaf of bread outstretched towards him. "What's eating you, hm?"
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"The fuck kind of place lets you kill your own employees for incompetence? Not that I haven't considered throttling the odd idiot intern who decides to overshare with a client, but if that were me, I'd nope out of there even if they offered dental, stock options AND a company card."
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Empi looks....extremely suspicious. Between the earlier path (yes, she DID read Japanese, after all most of her NEET clients were from there) and the fact that they were in place called Misty Lake, Empi was on the look-out for monsters emerging from the haze to try and kill them all. Which, considering people thought shooting each other with magic bullets was a fun pastime here, wasn't entirely unexpected at this rate. "I'm assuming you're not a betting man, because I'm pretty damn sure that between that witch chick and your boss apparently nabbing us to clean this sh
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Lenore shrugs at Mim. She wasn't going to dispute the point; that would just prove Mim's. "Snowbird, you know where the baths are? Take Ficus there."
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"Cut it out, Orchid. We're all a mess today; it's not like I'm particularly feeling clean either, and it wasn't like I was in the middle of the fight. We can get him one when we're done cleaning up here."
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Lenore, a look of irritation and disappointment on her face from having to fight again, strolls up to the party, her eyes looking for (and finding) Kane. She looks over at Shin, Arthur and Baldur. "Nice job, you three. You got the boss back intact and didn't mess this up. Especially you, Ficus. I knew you had it in you."
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V18, knife a cav
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U14, open a chest
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"You know, for a wannabe Poirot, you're heavy on the obfuscating hilarity and light on the help," Empi grumbles at Masako, before continuing to examine the stone (and Marisa). "So....by gap hag, you're meaning that blonde Yukari chick? I figured she set this whole thing up. You know how it is with those mysterious types; they're either the bad guy and we're playing into her hands, or they're one of those 'can't interfere because I could fart a hole in the ozone layer if I do' types. I'm guessing she's the latter. D'you find anything else about this thing? Anyone in particular looking outta pla
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Empi's eyes follow Walmond, Rory and Chen. She wasn't a soldier (she wasn't a doctor either but at least she knew first aid, she wasn't some animal), but she knew something was up. Something was always up in the movies when one guy from the group started looking off into the horizon, and Empi was betting fifty-fifty either Chen was about to whip out a Glock and light up the group or one of those Xenomorphs was going to burst out the bush and stuff its alien wing-wong down someone's throat. "When you were "minding your business" and picking up whatever the hell that stone was," Empi
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R17, steal a vuln from the wyern boi