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As much as Madeleine doesn’t admit it, she has come to like the English witch a little bit, at the very least, she is useful in determining what enemy she is fighting, and at best? Well, the wreck of the Golem she dispatched a while ago is proof enough that Morgana has a ton of knowledge the Demon has come to find useful in a battle. While she has been thrown around a bit in battles throughout her very long life, having fought armies before by herself for a couple of days, the fact that the battle against that significant of an opponent was finished quickly is astounding, even to her.

And as she watched the Golem eventually tore itself apart. The Shem essentially powering the thing on its left thigh. She walked towards Morgana, bowing her head to her. [color=aa35a0]“I have to say, your ability to be a quick thinker is something I’ve come to appreciate Morgana. it’s not every day I can dispatch a golem of that size that quickly, finding the Shem on that thing can be a bitch sometimes.”[/color]

The Demon quickly contacted the nearest office, informing them of the developing situation, and the cars and armored paddy wagons the OMR often uses to ferry out potential criminals are brought in, evidence is being collected with the various field agents scouring the area and dispelling whatever curses are not triggered yet. A very dangerous job for sure, but a necessary one.

And watching all this commotion happening is Madeleine, Morgana, and Xaviron, just hanging out of the scene as they let the other agents do their thing, and relaxing for a while before returning to the Frankfurt office, a very heavy debrief is expected for sure once they arrive.

[color=aa35a0]“I guess that all is done for now. I’ll just need to write an incident report and talk with Siegfried about the whole mess, but I think that we just disbanded a violent cult, the curses all around this area are enough to warrant some heavy prison sentences at least.”[/color] Madeleine commented as she looked at the commotion. [color=aa35a0]“You wanna go back to base? Or maybe, you have a question for me? I think these last couple of missions warrant some… bonding experiences don’t you think? Make us more in line when things come to a head.”[/color]

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Thankfully the drive was without incident, as everyone arrived at the Minsk office with a lot of time to spare. Amanda quickly told everyone to get some rest, because they are going back to Frankfurt first thing in the afternoon tomorrow. She knows that she needs to get into the helipad on top since there are some things that she has to take care of. And she better hope no one’s coming for her upwards, it’s going to get pretty gnarly if anyone is watching her doing her thing.

She has already contacted the production facility, and the spare parts should arrive in some 6 hours. Everything is already packed and loaded and has already left Utah on its way to Eastern Europe.

She can only hope that it wasn’t too much of a hassle for the maintenance team on standby after the small request Amanda sent, this is the first time a care package has left for such a long-term journey, especially one beyond North America.

What the Android female ordered was often labeled as a ‘care package’, essentially a big box with clear instructions and helping robotic hands to help a stricken android patch itself back together, each box catered specifically to the specifications of the individual android. These care packages are one of the few provisions the Androids requested from the OMR during their short-lived revolt, and the Director kindly agreed to it. While Amanda has used this thing many times during her life, this is the first time she has done so outside of America, and also, alone.

She could only hope nobody got spooked by her literally tearing her arms out and then switching it with a new arm coming from the box.

And sure enough, after a couple of hours, a [url=https://cdnb.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/006/577/553/large/cpt-xin-scifi.jpg?1499679830]vertical lift jet[/url] quickly arrived. Dropping the box into the helipad and quickly whizzing away into Utah once more. The android could only smile as the box opened up and a series of computer monitors and a keypad greeted her. She ignored all of that as the woman quickly linked herself up to the cable that was lying around, and surely enough. Her right arm and left arm suddenly ejected itself from her body, with a makeshift chair quickly allowing Amanda to sit, only for her legs to be removed by the robotic arms as well.

More arms then came out of the Care Package, and it tore open Amanda’s torso, servicing the parts that were damaged in the fight against the Titan. There are a lot of weldings, part replacements, and reprogramming to ensure everything’s working correctly.

And Amanda wasn’t feeling anything much, not having a nervous system means wonders for you, especially when you are doing stuff to yourself like this. Things were going well for Amanda, until she noticed the red strand of hair on the edge of her eyesight, turning the chair as fast as she could, she only saw Faye staring at her, most likely in shock at the moment.

[color=bbbbbb]“Oh… hey Faye,”[/color] Amanda said, trying to wave her hands but realizing she didn’t have any. [color=bbbbbb]“Yeah, this is… a… replacement for the damaged parts of my body, look! I even got a new voice modulator! It’s pretty neat huh?”[/color]

In Truth, Amanda doesn’t have much to say at the moment. The repairs are well underway and she couldn’t stop now. She could only talk to Faye about whatever was happening for the moment, and pray she didn’t feel traumatized by this. Gods that would make her feel bad. Poor girl doesn’t need to feel like she’s seen a mass killing or something like that.