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In the end, no shots were fired, no fight initiated and no friends made. Silje would have considered that a failure, were it not for Kali's offer for a high five —which she did immediately take, hopping up a little to give her friend's palm a proper smack — and Justice patting her head. The diminutive mage grinned at them both. [color=a1e1fd]"You bet!"[/color] she told Justice, [color=a1e1fd]"I'll munch on 'em all."[/color]

They poured out of the store one by one, Silje with her hands full of stuff. Free stuff. They had told them to take shit and fuck off, so she'd gone ahead and taken shit before she fucked off. See? She could follow instructions.

As she emerged, Gerard warned them about a big gun — and surely enough, knowing what to look for and where, Silje found the man in question soon enough, trying to hide up in his hidey hole. She waved happily at the sniper, then wandered closer to where an old man was accosting his friends and asking for papers. Papers? Hmm...

Silje was about to unroll and present the dirty mag she'd rolled up and plucked from the store, but Justice was faster at producing what the old man wanted, and so she let her do the whole squad leader thing and take care of it. In the interim, she resumed staring at the sniper and waving, wondering whether he could see her expression through the scope. 

That was the last thing she thought about, before she completely zoned out.

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By the time Silje came to, a beautiful night sky hung above them. She was sitting by a grill with the rest of the crew, happily cooking her spoils from the general store. Bits of an impaled — and by now, mostly melted — chocolate bar dripped into the fire from the end of her skewer, producing quiet hisses.

She was laughing. Laughing at what Gerard said, because he told the story in a way people told funny stories, laughing because she was enjoying herself, and laughing because she was hungry. She was still laughing when the airship fell. 

The explosion that followed silenced her. But only for a moment.

[color=a1e1fd]"... Whoa! They really got our grill beat! That was a lot of fire! ... And a lot of grilled bodies, I bet,"[/color] she exclaimed, looking around as if to confirm she hadn't just been seeing things. Surely enough, the crash was all anyone talked about now, Gerard's funny tale of destroyed walls long forgotten. 

Silje jumped to her feet as the others were gearing to head out and investigate, but instead of making for the truck, she dashed towards the tallest of the WARDENs. [color=a1e1fd]"You take the truck,"[/color] she called out to the others, patting at the giant's arm like it was a car door she was about to swing open.[color=a1e1fd] "I'll take the Morden and race you there!"[/color]
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