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	When Louisa began her sauntering, Seraphima stopped counting and lowered her hands. More hypothesis were scribbling all over her guesswork, but she remained quiet, feeling quite scatter brained. She buried her hands in her lap and watched the snow haired frame pilot. Her lips pressed together.

	Louisa walked over to where Hoshiko was sitting. She put her hand on the other frame pilot's shoulder. [color=82ca9d]"If - I don't know - the cutest and youngest one here were to take a late night stroll, the monster might throw itself right into our grasp. Right? It comes in expecting an easy... err... dismembering, but instead -- BAM -- it gets dogpiled by three mechframes."
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	Seraphima made a small smile, mouth slightly opening, [color=silver]"That's a great idea, Louisa,"[/color] she encouraged innocently. [color=silver]"Have the murders ever occurred in the same place? If not, then we can x-out the locations and try places that have not been scenes, yet."[/color] Her brows knit together, as she closed her eyes and made a wider, more hesitant smile. She really did not enjoy this mission, suddenly imagining a Warped being kept as a killer pet by a human. How much different was she to the government organization? [i]Very different.[/i]