[center][h3]Relica[/h3][/center]
[@PaulHaynek], [@Rezod92], [@The Irish Tree]
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Kerry's words about beating the monk up had barely left the hornet's mouth, before a whirring octo-arm from Relica's backpack came zooming past. The extended mechanical limb grabbed hold of the monk's torso and then retracted him towards the gremlin - in a quick, jerking motion that most certainly wasn't pleasant.

[color=lime]"[i][b]You absolute piece of crap...[/b][/i]"[/color] Were the words that seeped out of the tiny monster's gritted teeth.

Anyone who was looking at Miss Umbra-Nox would notice the electric, blazing hostility in her golden eyes as they stared at the monk as if trying to bore a hole straight through the man. There was no longer any sign of sarcasm or casually insullting passive-aggressiveness. ALl that flickered in the eyes of the little green lady's eyes right at this point was hate and anger, pure and unbridled.

[color=lime]"We come here, to this piece of backwards-thinking pile of stagnant horse-shit you call an island, in order to save your asses 'cuz you can't do it yourselves... And [i][b]this[/b][/i] is what we get? You refuse to answer our questions, you tell us to risk ourselves to help your people, who're more afraid of [i][b]us[/b][/i] than the Varjans... And then... [b]THEN![/b] When we get to where you wanna go, there's nothing wrong with anyone except some dumbass brat who ate fungi he found on a wall, and you [i]mock[/i] us?"[/color] Relica's words were more hissed and snarled rather than spoken at this point. [color=lime]"... And as if that ain't enough, you then have the [b][i]nerve[/i][/b] to call someone who got herself hurt while protecting your sorry, useless peoples' asses an unfeeling...[i][b]gggghhhghh...![/b][/i]"/color]

With a whipping motion of her robotic arm, the monk - helplessly held a foot and a half above ground until just now - was flung haplessly through the house. Into a wall. With a loud bang. And then the falling onto the floor with a thud. And then the awkward silence that followed... Well, at least until the gremlin stomped on over and stood next to the man, who was now sprawled out on the floor.

[color=lime]"Hey.... Baldie... If all you wanted to do was to go and visit your [i]bitch[/i] and your illegit kid, then all you had to do was say so. [i]I[/i] wouldn't have taken you here, but someone else in this taskforce probably would've. No need for elaborate lies about non-infectious diseases... No need for biting your tongue whenever we ask how you know things you sensibly [i][b]couldn't[/b][/i] know...! No need for any of it, ya shit!"[/color] Relica growled.

Then, she let out a deep, pent-up breath of air. And took another big one, to calm herself down. She gave the mother a very venomous glance, then turned and walked on over back to Kerry's side. With an enraged and forceful tug, she more slammed than slid the screen door to the house open. As she now stood in the doorway, the little, angry ball of rage looked back inside.

[color=lime]"Ker, Eula, I'm heading back to the temple. If you wanna stick around and help this lying sack of garbage, be my guest. But I'm done putting up with this."[/color] Her statement was very clear, as was her intetions. She looked overe at Eula in particular. [color=lime]"Listen, whatever you decide to do Eula, come and find me at the temple, I'll get to work patching your arm back up, okay? And don't take any risks fighting more Varjans on this crap-sack's behalf."[/color]

With that, the gremlin left the abode, steam still fuming from her fuzzy big ears. As Kerry might remember, one of the best ways to tick off the gremlin was to insult or bad-mouth any members of the golem-family of monsters. And while she had learned to reel that sort of behavior in back home, because assaulting CO's and higher-ranking military officials got your locked up - repeatedly - there was no such risk here. The worst that could happen? The monster-hating people of Shizuyama kept hating monsters. Oh no, what a compelling hook to keep the taskfroce in che-- waaaaaaiiiiiit a minute...!

With thoughts like these, Relica began slowly makiing her way back the trail they'd travelled to get here. Back to the temple, and her workbench. There were things and stuff she wanted to get our and prepare before Eula got back. She ws also secretly hoping Kerry would kick the monk a few times while he was down... Y'know, for good measure.