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Amatus had given the hologram a raised eyebrow and a sigh before continuing with his work. At the words of the drone, he emerged from the crowd of passengers and spoke.| "For those in need of a home, there is a Safehouse that my father uses when visiting Paragon not too far from here, there's food enough for those not native to this dimension and a wide variety of it, you'll have to microwave it though." |
"...And for everyone else who needs to get back home immediately..."
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| "Either way, the facts of the matter stand." she didn't give the mechanoid time to interject, instead making it clear that said particular detail didn't much matter to her in regard to the good Doctor's reputation, "Your creator is a villain and a madman. We won't be accepting any of his offers..." |
Kings Row, Tram Crash Site/Hero Meeting
With most of the situation all but sorted, Mirel indicated to one of the civilians to take over her task of directing as she strolled up to the gathered assortment of people, grin still on her face.
There, now thats done, maybe we can finally arrange for me to have an audience with whoever rules this place? All this First Age Tech She paused, gesturing at where Mechanos hologram had been. Really needs to get shipped back to the Realm, for the good of Creation of course.
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"Yup", Ildela replied cleerfully. "Welcome to Paragon City, the only place on Earth where superpowered people outnumber normal people and possibly the one true center of the universe. Since everything and everyone of any note seems to end up here eventually." From the way she said it, it was fairly certain she was joking about at least some of that. "Seriously, though. This city attracts the weird and the wonderful. And there's as many theories why as there are people in the city. But anyway, I believe I promised you a meal. Sans bugs and radiation."| “ So is this level of ..” he glanced around “ conflict the norm for these parts ? ..and for the wackiness of folks, I mean I’va seen few place, but this seems extreme..” |
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| "I'm Ineloo by the way. Halfling, Dragonmarked, security and wealth redistribution specialist." |
"Oh and if anyone cares, I usually go by Ildela", she added to the crowd in general.
"As do I", came a second voice from the direction of the now safely on the ground tram car. Anyone looking in that direction would see another woman who looked almost exactly the same aside from having her hair cut differently and wearing a different outfit. Behind her trailed her two gremlins, and further back a few confused citizens who'd been in the tram had joined the slowly dispersing crowd. "Long time no see", she told the first Ildela as she came closer.
"Isn't it just", the first replied. "How've you been?"
"Oh, not that bad. Boyfriend ran off on me, got dragged into an alternate dimension... you know. The usual", she answered, in a vaguely sarcastic manner.
"Well, I told you he was going to eventually. But whatever." The stalker shrugged quietly.
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The Halfling chuckled quietly, "Well that all depends on who's paying me. A while back, there was a half-elf merchant who had me break into his warehouse and reset everything so that anyone trying to get in would have more trouble. You know, locks the wrong way 'round, things like that..." She grinned, "Never met a lock or trap I couldn't disarm before. I'd bet there's some real nice challenges in this world!"
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"When you say 'security', I'm going to take a wild guess and assume you mean breaking into it, rather than the other side of the equation?", Ildela asked the halfling, somewhat curious now.
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"Don't go away mad, just go away..." The best line Clint never said.
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Ethan hand checked his top pocket, his supply of Bobby Pins was intact..|
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She grinned, "Never met a lock or trap I couldn't disarm before. I'd bet there's some real nice challenges in this world!"
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" there much call for lock experts arounds here?, what with all these big powerful types guarding folks anda their goods "
With a last look at the wreckage, and figuring it was not the time to check for salvage...
"oh the names Ethan by the ways, now Mz Robot ,where is thisa Poo-Keet D yous mentioned ?, whats the cost in Caps from a clean drink of something smooth ? "
Kings Row, Battle Site/Gathering
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Mirel put her hands on her hips, her armour plate clanking slightly, as a frown made itself known on her apparently already healing face.|
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"Good luck with that", both Ildelas replied almost in unison, in the same voice and everything. In rather comical fashion they then turned and looked at each other with identical amused smirks.
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Would someone care to explain why that might be a problem? If we leave it all just laying around here its only a matter of time before another Anathema She paused to almost spit that word out, Shows up to try and claim it all, and you saw the damage one did here
She gestured around to the reasonably impressive amount of damage their fight with the Soldier of the Most High had caused.
Itd be worse if those backwards idiots from Lookshy found their way here too, either way, we need to get some of this stuff back to civilisation and then see about getting a legion or three to help protect it, maybe some monks too
Silver arched an eyebrow at Mirel.
"Hate to break it to ya, Dorethy, but we ain't in Kansas anymore," he quipped, slipping for a moment into a slightly more texan accent. "But, needless to say, I don't think any of the places or people you're talking about exist around here."
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GG, I would tell you that "I am killing you with my mind", but I couldn't find an emoticon to properly express my sentiment.
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NOTE: The Incarnate System is basically farming for IOs on a larger scale, and with more obtrusive lore.
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Meanwhile...
The Arachnos base commander swayed slightly on his feet. He knew it was a Drone Coordinator hovering in front of him. That much was clear. So....it...why was...
Overiding directives; authorised. Cessation of subjects; free wil. Orders: Are to be obeyed.
Beneath the rubble of Faultline, the man nodded in response. That made perfect sense. Of course it did. How could it be wrong? He'd just follow the orders.
Really, he'd been planning to do it all along.
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The Crey field lab was a closely guarded secret. Even the Heroes hadn't managed to breach this one...yet. There were always unknown quantities and anomalies, contingency plans in place for such an occurance...along with an army of lawyers at the ready to make denials.
Of course, not every eventuality was planned for...
"And, you're out of it."
The figure's snapped fingers caused the staff to shake their heads, scientists and guards alike suddenly blinking and wondering why things seemed a little odd.
"This is Professor Firenze, someone lock down the chamber in Section 3, there appears to be a gas leak. All personel, carry on with normal operations. That is all."
Business resumed. Wierd gasses and suchnot were a day to day hazard in a Crey lab.
In the control office, Firenze spun himself round and round in his black leather wheel-y chair, grinning maniacally beneath a fringe of black hair tinted with red.
"This is gonna be fun!"
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The Atlas PPD precint was always busy. Having a new Captain made things all the more interesting. So far, though, everything had gone smoothly.
"Why's this one on it's own?" the relatively young man asked, nodding to the one kennel at the end of the row in the Police pound.
"Bit of a wild one, sir" the lieutenant replied, flicking through his clipboard. "Great for making a point, but needs to be kept on a lead at all times."
Something huge growled from kennel. The Captain nodded with a faint smile.
"I'm sure he'll do just fine. That'll be all, El-Tee."
"Yessir."
As he left, the Lieutenant suddenly found himself wondering when it was that the pound had got the 'angry dog'. He couldn't....remember...
Ah. Probably not important. It was safe to say the other dogs weren't too fond of it, but seemed scared more than anything.
As the door shut with a click, the Captain smirked behind his thin mustache, reaching forward to pat the head of the suddenly silent and obedient seeming giant dog.
"We're in business, kit-kat."
"Grrrrr-reoooww..."
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((For those showing particular interest in the technomagic 'loot', 'salvage' or 'artefacts', do message me if you want to. The list includes:
12 throwing daggers
2 automatic handguns
2 utility belts
2 holstered flintlock pistols
1 body armour (slightly burnt by Ethan & Ildela's missile attack)
1 very large high-powered automatic rifle
2 wrist-mounted sets of claws (slightly burnt by Ethan & Ildela's missile attack)
1 round metal shield (slightly scratched by Mirel's shot of sharp water and singed by Ildela's soul storm attack)
2 longblades
1 large broadsword
1 wooden staff with spearhead
1 heavily armoured leather cassock (moderately damaged by Quicksilver's rifle shot)
12 grenades
12 incendiary devices
2 rows of rifle ammunition (some used in the fight)
2 rows of handgun ammunition
2 rows of shotgun ammunition (mostly used up in shooting spree)
1 razor-sharp boomerang priest collar
And 1 sawn-off shotgun.
60-piece arsenal. Each engraved and blessed with holy magic. I don't mind what happens to them. Can play off it at a later time if/when the story calls for it.))
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"Short of a board game, in all likelihood." The Outsider joked, her eyes fixed on the mess above. Thinking of the initial radio chatter concerning the mad gunman and bringing back to the front of her mind the haphazard manner in which everyone engaged the giant crab earlier, she then felt the desire to ask: "Why do I get the feeling that this mess could have been... well, easily avoided?"|
Originally Posted by Techbot Alpha
Silver arched an eyebrow at Mirel.
"Hate to break it to ya, Dorethy, but we ain't in Kansas anymore," he quipped, slipping for a moment into a slightly more texan accent. "But, needless to say, I don't think any of the places or people you're talking about exist around here." |
Derek, having finally reached ground level, unclipped his sword from his belt, though it remained firmly in its scabbard, and used it to rest upon like a cane and observed the gathering for a moment.
"Just my opinion here and everything." the wanderer commented, offering a slight smirk in Mirel's general direction, "But as strange and bizarre this world is, I think it's safe to say that we're all in civilisation right now. I suggest we find to competent hands -here- to pass this junk onto, if at all, yeah?"
"That's the most intelligent thing I've heard from you all day, Derek." the Outsider complimented, glancing at her partner with a gentle smile before returning her attention to the track damage. "And as much as I distrust this Mechano guy, sticking together might be the prudent course of action right now. For all of our sakes."
Sam: "My mind is a swirling miasma of scintillating thoughts and turgid ideas."
Max: "Me too."
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If this were civilisation the peasants would be bowing to me Mirel muttered under her breath, not liking uppity mortals one bit.|
Originally Posted by Crazy_Dragon
"Just my opinion here and everything." the wanderer commented, offering a slight smirk in Mirel's general direction, "But as strange and bizarre this world is, I think it's safe to say that we're all in civilisation right now. I suggest we find to competent hands -here- to pass this junk onto, if at all, yeah?"
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But, while we wait for whomever the ruler of this city is to send some men to reward us for our wonderful work here, why dont we all get to know each other better, thats good isnt it?
She took this opportunity to sit on the hard tiled sidewalk, seemingly perfectly comfy on it, despite wearing what looked like some quite heavy armour.
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Sarkh's teeth appeared in a playfully malicious grin, the Cerosian follwing the conversations closely as they progressed.|
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She grinned, "Never met a lock or trap I couldn't disarm before. I'd bet there's some real nice challenges in this world!"
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"Maybe." he told Ineloo, though whether that answer concerned locks or what she'd asked of him earlier in the palaver was a good question. He certainly wasn't dropping any hints while he introduced himself with a somewhat more amicable (and less toothy) smile, "I am Sarkh. Synchronaut 1st Class. Well...most of the time."
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But, while we wait for whomever the ruler of this city is to send some men to reward us for our wonderful work here, why dont we all get to know each other better, thats good isnt it?
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"First though, what's it exactly that you speak of?" the Captain wanted to know from her as she picked from the street one of Esau's guns, the slightly singed firearm having skidded to a stop here after being thrown clear of the explosion, "If you mean the projection, that was immaterial. There's nothing there for anyone to move. If you mean these..."
She raised the artfully engraved weapon laying flat in the palm of her hand, then without warning snapped her fingers about it and crushed the thing into a mangled mess of metal.
"Toys." the words she spoke as she listlessly let the destroyed gun fall to the asphalt held an unimpressed dryness clearly audible despite the electronic modulation of her voice, "They're not worth our attention..."
"If I had Force powers, vacuum or not my cape/clothes/hair would always be blowing in the Dramatic Wind." - Tenzhi
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"Oh, I never said we'd just leave it all lying around", the other Ildela answered, almost as if explaining to a child. She paused to give a nod to the two gremlins standing beside her and they immediately set about gathering up the various weapons left behind after the mad priest got himself exploded. "Just said we're not likely to just up and hand it over to you. So sorry, but you're not king **** around here like you might be in your own dimension. You might want to get used to that fact, people here don't fall on their faces and worship someone just because they have powers.| “Would someone care to explain why that might be a problem? If we leave it all just laying around here it’s only a matter of time before another Anathema shows up to try and claim it all, and you saw the damage one did here.” |
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[Admin] Emperor Marcus Cole: STOP!
[Admin] Emperor Marcus Cole: WAIT ONE SECOND!
[Admin] Emperor Marcus Cole: WHAT IS A SEAGULL DOING ON MY THRONE!?!?
By this time local police would likely have cordoned off the scene for forensic and criminal investigation. Both fire-fighters and the yet-unchallenged cross-dimensional refugees had not only put out the monorail fire but helped evacuate both the parked and the derailed tram car, from which citizens and tourists alike had poured out, some refusing to leave without pictures and video of the terror attack aftermath. An incident of this scale had attracted media attention and within minutes, footage had leaked onto the Internet, Facebook accounts, Twitter and of course News websites.
As the paramedics wheeled away a heavily burnt, armless and headless body of the suspected gunman, possibly for further forensic analysis, police detectives were briefed on the death-toll. The yet-unidentified terrorist had laid a half mile-long path of corpses and had seemingly strategically, claimed the lives of over thirty local criminals and by-standers before he was confronted and destroyed. The 'heroes' responsible, strangely unfamiliar-looking, were still on-site and likely to be questioned on both the current situation and an earlier incident involving a giant rampaging crab-like robot of unknown origin.
A long-coat detective in a fedora headed in their general direction and sighed to himself. This was going to be one of those cases. He wondered if the terrorist's killers, whoever they were, would be charged with malpractice and use of extreme force, or let go considering the circumstances. It was up to him to investigate.
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"We don't use caps as currency here, just so you know", Ildela informed him. "But last I checked, drinks at the D were free anyway so you'll still be fine. DJ Zero's cool like that. Come on, I'll give you a lift there." She held out a hand to him, obviously expecting him to take it if he wanted the offered lift to Pocket D. |
" So is the Poo-keet D place far, is we alls going.." he said trying to do a quick head count..
"do they have a goodly range on offers, i could do with a swig of nerve tonic after all thsi adventure today..."
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Sarkh's teeth appeared in a playfully malicious grin, the Cerosian follwing the conversations closely as they progressed.
"Maybe." he told Ineloo, though whether that answer concerned locks or what she'd asked of him earlier in the palaver was a good question. He certainly wasn't dropping any hints while he introduced himself with a somewhat more amicable (and less toothy) smile, "I am Sarkh. Synchronaut 1st Class. Well...most of the time." |
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"Agreed." Oxana looked in Mirel's direction for a moment, then guided her steps toward the spot the woman had indicated, "However, we'd do well to choose a more appropriate location. As those who stayed with us earlier, and probably some more of you, already know, your best chance of finding the answers you want is to come to a building termed 'City Hall'. We're currently on our way there and more than willing to serve to guide." "First though, what's it exactly that you speak of?" the Captain wanted to know from her as she picked from the street one of Esau's guns, the slightly singed firearm having skidded to a stop here after being thrown clear of the explosion, "If you mean the projection, that was immaterial. There's nothing there for anyone to move. If you mean these..." She raised the artfully engraved weapon laying flat in the palm of her hand, then without warning snapped her fingers about it and crushed the thing into a mangled mess of metal. "Toys." the words she spoke as she listlessly let the destroyed gun fall to the asphalt held an unimpressed dryness clearly audible despite the electronic modulation of her voice, "They're not worth our attention..." |
She would have continued her barrage of questions if she hadn't been distracted by something else in this new and strange world. The rest of her interrogation forgotten for the moment, Ineloo stared at the scene around her, looking much like a child let loose in a toy store trying to decide what to go and play with first.
"Don't go away mad, just go away..." The best line Clint never said.
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"I could always shoot you in the knee-caps, teach you how it feels," Silver offered with a smirk, but a slight flare in one optic also hinting he was only half joking.|
Originally Posted by Omega_Chief
Kings Row, Gathering
If this were civilisation the peasants would be bowing to me Mirel muttered under her breath, not liking uppity mortals one bit. But, while we wait for whomever the ruler of this city is to send some men to reward us for our wonderful work here, why dont we all get to know each other better, thats good isnt it? She took this opportunity to sit on the hard tiled sidewalk, seemingly perfectly comfy on it, despite wearing what looked like some quite heavy armour. |
In truth, something about the dark armoured female was bugging him. She had the same haughty arrogance that he'd seen before, mostly in Sunstreaker back home...but it also rang true of some of the Decepticons.
Not least of being the first, foremost and worst...
Megatron.
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Adjusting her hat, Awesometastic Girl looks around at the assembled travelers.
So does anyone have an idea what to do next? Because I dont fancy following some creepy looking robot to an abandoned warehouse she shrugs sort of apologetically at Quicksilver No offense meant she finishes in a New Jersey accent.
I mean we could camp out here, but the police are here, and guys in uniform make me nervous, plus wed all get arrested for being a nuisance or something. She flashes a nervous smile as the police arrive.
Brawling Cactus from a distant planet.
Amatus stood there patiently as all the gathered other-worlders completely ignored both him and his previous statement about portal corporation. A vein throbbed in his temple.
"Fine fine, ignore me! Not like I have anything meaningful to contribute here..." He muttered bitterly to himself before turning and heading away from the group. Sticking together was all well and good, but this world had already proven to be much too similar to the last. 'Absolutely everybody here is a complete pissant.' He thought darkly. He started following the broken tram-line, figuring that if he stayed with it he would eventually reach Talos...
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I mean we could camp out here, but the police are here, and guys in uniform make me nervous, plus wed all get arrested for being a nuisance or something. She flashes a nervous smile as the police arrive.
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"You're of course free to decline." she added, looking to Mirel and Quicksilver a moment, just in case, then turned to Ineloo to answer the halfling, "In either case, we are leaving now. How many more of you desire to come?"
Her word choice clearly conveyed her acknowledgment of the little rogue's confirmation, as well as prompted Sarkh to stand again, since one way or another things would likely result in him being given the task of getting them there. Moving thus closer, the storm dragon bought his head to Ineloo's side to address her queries in a more quiet tone, so as to not draw attention away from the Captain's inquiry of the gathered.
"It's the armor." he explained, "Though be sure to not let that fool you. She's not exactly weak without it..."
"If I had Force powers, vacuum or not my cape/clothes/hair would always be blowing in the Dramatic Wind." - Tenzhi
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"Fine fine, ignore me! Not like I have anything meaningful to contribute here..."
Mirel watched Amatus go with a shrug, He really does want to go to that Portal Corps doesnt he, acting rashly enough to put my uncle to shame
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"Just said we're not likely to just up and hand it over to you. So sorry, but you're not king **** around here like you might be in your own dimension. You might want to get used to that fact, people here don't fall on their faces and worship someone just because they have powers."
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"I could always shoot you in the knee-caps, teach you how it feels," Silver offered with a smirk, but a slight flare in one optic also hinting he was only half joking.
She moved a hand to point at the captain, My vote would be to go to this City Hall, there we can ensure I get some nice diplomatic quarters for us all
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She moved a hand to point at the captain, My vote would be to go to this City Hall, there we can ensure I get some nice diplomatic quarters for us all |
"Hey if we are lucky they might have some of those little gold wrapped chocolate ball things!" Awesometastic Girl says cheerfully, the idea of not hanging around with police at a crime scene very attractive right now.
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The stalker waited a moment longer to make sure, but no it looked like everyone else was more inclined to go elsewhere or stay right where they were. So... "Guess we're on our own", she commented before rather abruptly launching herself into the air with Ethan in tow. She wasn't as good at flying with other people as her mother or her sister were, but she could do it when needed. Ethan would feel almost weightless - so long as he held on. If he didn't, he might find himself being introduced to the ground at high velocity.| Ethan wiped his mostly clean left hand on his pants leg and took the offered hand of Ildela. |
Assuming he did though, the pair would be at the nondescript truck that contained the entrance to Pocket D within moments.
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As the detective approached she gave him a friendly wave, more acknowledging his presence than anything. She didn't say anything, though. She'd stick around just in case, but unless he asked her something she'd just stand around looking increasingly bored.
[Admin] Emperor Marcus Cole: STOP!
[Admin] Emperor Marcus Cole: WAIT ONE SECOND!
[Admin] Emperor Marcus Cole: WHAT IS A SEAGULL DOING ON MY THRONE!?!?
Silver flashed Mirel a grin in return, before bringing his legs up and flipping himself upright in one slick motion, his landing causing the ground to shudder slightly as his feet hit the ground again. With a whir and a few clicks his morph-cannon shifted back to hand and a half mode, before being holstered behind one of his thigh plates, the compartment sliding back as to be near invisible.
"Well, anyone who wants a ride, hop in," he offered, machinery giving off the same distinctive sound as he transformed back to vehicle mode, the cars four doors popping open at the same time.
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"Quicksilver's the name. Autobot and Cybertronian. Not that that'll mean much around here, I wager," he explaine with a wry grin. "I'm not from round here. Or, rather, not from here here. Like, I know Earth, but not this- Yeah, that just sounds wierd doesn't it?" he finished with a laugh, leaning his head back on the tarmac. "Ah well. Beats being fragged by a Decepticon Seeker anyday."
She looked up at the dragon, stepping much closer than anyone from her world would dare unless they were very heavily armoured.
"Don't go away mad, just go away..." The best line Clint never said.
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