[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/R72PXR0.png[/img][h3][color=92278f][b]Bonesword[/b][/color][/h3]-Into Intermission-[/center]
[b][color=92278f]"It's not how all of the Machina act,"[/color][/b] Bonesword spoke up after Helena decided to spit on the name of the side he was fighting on. In a sense, Bonesword found it quite ironic that out of all the Machina representation, he, a demon, was being the most civil in this situation. He hated that, and he hated that because of Wolf's actions, he was close to losing his only real chance of a friend he didn't have to fight in the war every other week. It was frustrating, to say the least.

The skeleton's voice echoed through the very realm that was nothing. [b][color=92278f]"If I may apologize for the [i]rude[/i]..."[/color][/b] Bonesword glared at Wolf as he paused. [b][color=92278f]"... actions of my fellow Machina. They're both a bit weary of the nature of this place, and the... um... nature of what you're doing. This place is just one big illusion after all. That being said..."[/color][/b] Bonesword paused again, his sword being sheathed in his hilt along his belt.

[color=92278f][b]"I'm not gonna leave this place. I still have a certain ghost in Heaven that I'm trying to get back with after my own failures, and while the idea of a world in my own image is nice, it wouldn't be the same without her. The real her. Not to mention, I have a pet project still brewing here, and if it's going to be ready, I might have to go back and monitor it. Even without those things, Hyperion is my home. I've been treated with some form of hospitality by those who just see me as another person, and I still have to pay my tab at the bar for breaking a table last week, even though it was totally Firefly's fault."[/b][/color]

Bonesword began walking toward the Nexus portal, his plants and summons being dispelled at his will. [color=92278f][b]"All of you that want to defect from your sides, if the Machina won't treat you with any respect, you have my word as an ex-necromancer that I will treat you respectfully, unless you've earned my disrespect. If any of you need to find me, I'll be on the outskirts of Hyperion, doing some botany."[/b][/color]

[b][color=92278f]"Oh, but before I go, Helena?"[/color][/b] Bonesword turned around in front of the portal, his back against it slightly.

[b][color=92278f]"Don't call me bonehead."[/color][/b] The skeleton raised his hand, flipping up his middle finger at Helena as he fell backwards into the portal, a dark smirk appearing on his skull.

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Bonesword reappeared near his home in Hyperion, his back against the ground. He stood up from his arrival and walked towards the house, noticing a small package on the faded welcome mat. He had to get that replaced soon, but that would come later. Right now, he was really excited for what was in the package.

His exo-shield, expertly-crafted by his gearsmith in Hyperion, with a small note attached to it. The skeleton walked inside and gently placed his package on his table, making sure that he could see the note while he opened his delivery. Bonesword read the letter aloud as he tore through the cardboard with a tiny sword letter opener. The only Christmas present he's ever received.

[color=92278f][b][i]"Sorry this took a bit longer than expected. You've always come to me for when you've needed swords, and despite your meager paycheck of being a soldier, you've managed to pay the bill and even tip every time. I figured that this would be a suitable 'thank you', even though it came late due to my lack of appropriate parts. KC-00032 shut down and kept my material flow from arriving on time. Still, I hope you enjoy it thoroughly."[/i][/b][/color]

It wasn't much trouble to be a good customer when you never bought food. The majority of Bonesword's paycheck went to pots and swords, to be frank. In any case, the skeleton equipped his new and shiny shield to his waist, feeling a very lightweight shield wash over him as he moved to his backroom. It was nice to finally be armored for once, but he would definitely need power to back up his newly acquired armor.

It was time to do some botany, and possibly find a way to send a letter to Abigail.